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Presidential Son-in-law CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY THREE
Dennis sat on a comfy chair, staring at the television with a glass of champagne in his right hand and his left hand holding the phone to his ear, his legs crossed on the table. He had a smile on his face that brightened his facial features, it was like a different personality had taken over now that he was talking with Lois over the phone. “You called by this time, what is it?” Dennis asked, his face slightly squeezed as he tried to think of what the reason for her phone call might be.“Robert wants to see you at Cramavings restaurant tomorrow by two o’clock at noon” She said suddenly after a while of silence. “Huh? What did he want to see me for, is he asking me out on a date?” Dennis asked her jokingly, pressing his lips into a flat line. “He is not gay, come on” she said with a soft laughter, “he looked serious though” “Was there fear on his face?” Dennis asked in a serious tone. “No, there was no fear on his face, it was once there at first but it seemed to be dead by now,
Presidential Son-in-law CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY FOUR
Robert stretched his right hand, forming the sign as if his hand is on the trigger of an imaginary gun and his left hand was placed beneath his right hand. “Bang” he mouthed the word with a very serious expression on his face, “and bang, you are dead” he said with a cold smile on his face. Dennis had a puzzled expression plastered on his face, he bent his head down to see the place where Robert had pointed his imaginary gun to, there was a red laser beam at his left side chest, directly at the part where the heart is. He could then that there was a sniper around and he looked behind Robert and then to the window side, his gaze moving fast from one of the tall buildings that have a better positioning to take an aim from to another building, he couldn’t get one, there were many building and different positions the sniper could have aimed from. “If I was aiming for you, do you really think I would tell them to target your chest, when there is a high percentage chance of you putting o
Presidential Son-in-law CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE
Liam pressed his foot on the pedal a little, as he drove through the rough road of the streets of a rural area, dusts had gathered up and filled the area, he took a turn into a corner by his left and stopped at the dead end of the streets. He turned off the engine and got off his car, shutting the door close behind him, he brought out his phone and turned on his phone and enlarged the map on it, he raised his head and looked around to confirm that is at the right street. He looked down at his phone again and after confirming that he is at the right street, he placed his phone in the pocket of his black suit trousers. He walked towards a brown bungalow with black gates, which was open, he pushed it and walk in, he took of his dark shade sunglasses. “Good day sir” he greeted a man who seemed to be in his early sixties, who was sitting in front of the house with what seemed like a bottle of chilled beer which appeared to have been drunk halfway through in his hand. “Yes? Good day to y
Presidential Son-in-law CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX
Robert sat on his couch with his legs crossed together on one another on a small stool, he was clad on a black singlet and a black shorts, he was going through the files in his hand, his eyes and whole attention glued on what he was reading that he didn’t notice Liam walk in. “Yo man” Liam called and slumped on the chair opposite Robert with a tired sigh, “Been a long day” he muttered under his breath as in bent down to pull off his shoes. “Robert, you hearing what I am saying?” Liam called out with a slight frown on his face. He stood up and walked towards Robert, tapping his legs that was crossed on a stool. Robert pulled down the files from his face and sprung up to his feet quickly, his eyebrow furrowed and drew closer to itself, he scrunched his face up into a frown, after noticing that it was Liam standing opposite him. He relaxed a bit and sat on the chair with a sigh, “What’s up man?” “Jeez! I have been calling you since like forever, what you up to?” Liam asked as he wa
Presidential Son-in-law CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN
Liam sat on his swivel chair, staring at the wall clock opposite him, watching as time swing by slowly, tapping his fingers on the table, his fingers making a beat sound, he drift off deep to thoughts slowly.Its already been two days already since Robert left and when Liam had swung by the hospital, he had discovered that she was not in her room, the nurses reported that Robert had come to take her to his house, he said he wants her to be receiving treatment in his house, that is the story that Robert had fed him but Liam knew it was all a lie. Robert was nowhere to be found in his house, he had disappeared that day after having that conversation with Liam. Liam had tried calling him severally but it was all to no avail, his line was not even going through at all, it was like he had suddenly disappeared from the face of the earth and there was barely any trace that he even still existed. The past two days had been filled with a lot of events for Liam, first of all it was Robert sud
Presidential Son-in-law CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY EIGHT
Robert made a stance against Lucian and Wayde, who also made a stance, Robert charged in against the both of them with insane speed, Wayde and Lucian weren’t matching his speed but they made up for that in their numbers which gave them a slight advantage against him to cover up what they lack compared to him. Upon the advantage they have against Robert, he still didn’t seem to be fazed by it, he faced the challenge head on. He stopped abruptly in his steps as Wayde and Lucian evaded him in the nick of time immediately they saw him approaching them. “Come on, you all really need to stop running and fight me heads on are you both scared?” he said while taking slow steps towards Lucian, Wayde saw the opportunity that Robert was finally open and he dashed forward. “Gotcha” Robert muttered under his breath and with perfect timing he turned back and grabbed Wayde who was running with full speed by the neck and he slammed him on the floor, not taking his eyes off Lucian completely and wa
Presidential Son-in-law CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE
Robert walked towards Lucian and Wayde all covered in blood, from the crown of his head to the sole of his feet, even his shirt glued to his shirt and the sight looked quite scary to look at, the aura radiating around him was scary and overwhelming also. The look on his face was cold and void of emotions, his eyes was dark, he looked like the complete monster himself while walking towards Lucian, and his aura had changed completely. “Fuck!” Lucian muttered underneath his breath as he stared around, from the wall that was covered with blood and guts spilled on it, bodies with incomplete limbs, to the ground that was bathed in blood also. It was such a scary and disgusting sight to behold, the heavy stench of blood filled the whole passageway. He raised his finger and pointed at Lucian, who looked a bit shaken immediately he saw the hand being raised towards him, "make preparations, we are attacking them in a few days, I am not holding back again, the more I stay, the more I get atta
Presidential Son-in-law CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY
"If you want to continue this game of yours, then I am ready" Dennis said with a devilish smile on his face, his finger was hooked in the hole of a knife, which he twirls playfully around his fingers. A switch was on his other hand and a mask was on his face. He sat on a desk in an empty room staring at Carlton who was sitting on a chair with his hands tied behind it. "Ain't playing games man, I already told you times without number" Carlton answered shakily. "If you don't admit your crime, then I will have no other choice than to press this switch in my hand and you know what happens when I do" Dennis raised the switch up in the air to show him clearly, he waved it at him. "Don't involve my family in this shitty game of yours, you bastard!" Carlton yelled at him furiously, jerking the chair and trying to break free off it, not minding the pain that he was feeling as he dragged his hand apart but it was all to no avail. "I can also sit here and watch your futile effort to bre
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