"Arranged Marriage" by Miss AnnTwo months had passed before DBD traveled to Ecuador. He was expected back today. A lot had been going on underground and on the ground. Teng had been surprised independently, so without DBD, he would fail. With David, they were wondering if the Neils had abandoned the case. Teng came as David arrived. "It's like our friends have abandoned the case," David said. Teng tightened his lips, nodding. Is he to say it seems or say it's the contrary? It is the contrary. Why? What evidence? "Anything contrary?" asked David. "Let's just pray. But they can't go on with a case they robed themselves in." "I hope so," said David. Soon, Miss Ann Roosevelt will be at the home to take him around the site to see the work in progress. It was eighty-five percent completion, as she said before he traveled. Oh la la! Here she comes! "Mr. David, are we ready to go?" She sounded so professional and like she had sworn to respect Laila's marriage, did not even shake hands wi
"I am your legally married wife.""David. Did Miss Ann come here? I saw her car.""Yes. Not up to ten minutes ago.""I didn't know she was coming here. What did she say?""She said she will establish a world-class shopping mall for you.""That's what she told me too.""I asked if you have the zeal still."As he was talking, anger was brewing in Laila and it flowed out. "Why? Why do you have to ask her that?" she lamented."Let me explain," David pleaded."Explain what?" she retorted and asked, "Why did you ask her that? David, tell me why you should ask her that!" she rapped her words without breathing."It's okay." David avoided further questions from her."Can we go now?" asked David. She was the first to sprint away.Before David returned, despite her bitter thoughts, she had taken a bath and was seated at her vanity table trying to look good. "Laila, just stop being upset," she advised herself, scrubbing a night cream on her face.Someone entered, and she said, "David, come and se
She reached the balcony and they hugged, her thick heart-melting breasts compressed between them. Not to spoil her mood, David collapsed in her arms and demanded, " Carry me." "David! "She glared. "I said carry me! " yelled David. Excited, she stooped and carried him until they crashed on the bed. Like no time to waste, she threw off her shoes, and three off her dress; her bra was strapless, she shifted the back to the front and unhooked it, flung it away, and took the straightened rod, like the blind uses the staff--her eyelids in passion closed--guessed where the entry of her sanctuary was and fixed the rod accurately. Down, down... Up... down, she was timing her movement on top of David, eyelids firmer closed with each movement. The rod carries fire like pulled out of a furnace "Ooh God! "She was the one in control yet tormenting herself. "David. Ooh God." she was gasping out, winding herself like a snake with its head lost. Accurately, she was without sense anym
"With Hardy Arthur docked as a potential witness," Teng wound his brain " Any more reason to stay a day more here?" He didn't say a day more in this hell of a place, wanting to get out into a free world. He was ready to stay till the end of eternity to give credit to his assignment, or to mock DBD. Confident that he has Hardy Arthur's statement file in his armpit, the next as originally planned was to get the prison guards and their officers 'who were in the know' on their side. But a twist now he considered as better was to get out with G-Clash tomorrow or next. The rest people have already implicated themselves, they are the ones to tell Nick Neil's mother not to go on with the case or else all of them will die. He pulled out the inner lining of a cigarette's packet, wrote something like Arabic on it, and handed it to a familiar prison guard to give to Olaf. He folded it with money and said " Don't tell me you didn't see him." Even if he didn't see him, he would move about to
David wired money to Teng's confidant who goes strictly by the name Olaf. Call him, even by his father's name he won't hear. As soon as he saw the money, he did not smile as one who saw an alert. He knew it was not for merriment. He proceeded to Mason City. Opposite the prison gate, he disengaged from the vehicle and looked both ways before crossing the road. It was not the first time he was to visit Teng. He was the facilitator between CEO David and his men( Teng and DBD)He was the facilitator between Teng, DBD, and the prison guards. He knows where to jam any prison guard after work in the free world and where it is tough for them to talk to their senior officers, he could go. What money cannot do, more money can do it. The heavy gate opened and he ambled in. Followed the protocol. His eyes searched for the point of contact. As a man who understands, the points of contact showed up at the exact time. A medium-sized man in the prison guards' uniform with sharp eyes.
"What's the problem? " David asked. It has been thirty minutes since he came back from the board meeting feeling honey. He stood at the wardrobe and undressed, went into the bathroom, took his bath, and came out before he sort of knelt by her and touched her with sincere remark. He did not expect all these. The home of a young couple that was supposed to be filled with bliss is becoming something else. But there will be no peace by all means, no general cancellation of sins. "What's the problem?"" I don't want to work with her." Laila broke her silence. David would have listened to her and canceled the agreement with Miss Ann Roosevelt, there is the good part of having her. It was like she came to motivate her to go on with the revenge. That was exactly what she was doing. "You were with her today. Did she ask any other thing? " David inquired. "You knew having a child is necessary for a businesswoman and you kept silent.""Point of correction. " David got up and perched on the
Teng took the familiar road. He broke a car's window, broke another, broke another. Passersby were jolted. Hey! Hey! Hey! SlapSlap"Ain't a madman? ""No"SlapUppercutSince it was boxing, Teng was ready, but he was breathing so high and wanted to spit. He didn't expect the uppercut. He dodged the chief opponent but fell. He tried like a cat so that his back wouldn't hit the ground but there were many, over ten against one man, one drug addict? Or just an ordinary mad fellow? Because, how on earth we would a man like this just go into the street breaking car glasses? People were guessing who he was and why he did what he did. But right on the ground, the man he trapped his head under his armpit was suffocating. He heard someone shout "I knew this man. He had done this before. The police arrived. Two days later, the Mason City prison vehicle brought him and others to the prison. The prison guards with sharp eyes and long memory could recognize his face. "Have yo
An agreement with Miss Ann Roosevelt was reached. Develop the second-largest Shopping Mall in Nebraska. Run it for a year and hand over the business to Laila. MacGregor. Watch and caution her, for three years. Nobody, even CEO David wants to waste money under any guise. Before, it was thought he would lavish the wealth bequeathed to him. But he cunningly evaded leisure and settled with developing business acumen. He is the CEO of Atlas Corp, growing in bounds, holds a substantial stake in Nickel One, owns Emporium, and lately, is an international agricultural developer. He settled how much Miss Ann Roosevelt would be paid and she drove out with Laila, asking her questions she thinks are not necessary. "How old are you, Laila? ""28," she answered "Me, 35. But age is just a number. Isn't it? " she said. Laila agreed. She pointed out " What I'm driving at is that we're all women, we can share our feelings. " In her pause, Laila agreed. "Why buying and selling? " she a
Teng drove in. "Mr Teng. Let your assignment include neutralizing him. " David said. "He can't throw in the trowel and be on the enemy's side. Let him know some people are wiser than him. If he runs into a hole, smoke him out." He asked, "You said he's holing up with a woman, huh? "Teng, as David was talking, had been noting down something. He has many assignments including this one the CEO is talking about: Confrontation with the devil. If it comes to that, will the devil repent or see hell because he has to twist his testis with a vendetta? It will be fascinating indeed. An ex-police officer and a bloody sharp civilian. He will know that I can perform without him. The security matched on, up into the balcony, and bowed slightly. "Yes? " CEO David asked, annoyed with the distraction. "A child and a man had been at the gate to see the MacGregors. I asked, on appointment? ""Ehn? ""The man said no.""I don't have a foundation. Or it could be John? Direct them to John"Davi