Aaron wiped off the trail of sweat that formed at the apex of his head, the walls of the tiny alley, seemed to close up on him as he shoved Suarez aside, to have a close look at Gus, who lay abnormally, his ankle twisted to the back and his both eyes wide opened.“Who do you think could have done this?” Suarez's voice had become a hollow whisper, as Aaron found it difficult to decipher a single damn thing he said or shy someone would want Gus dead. “He should be taken to the morgue, I'll inform his family.” Aaron had no idea who he spoke to, all he knew was that nowhere was safe for those he loved. “You can't shut this off like it is nothing, Mr Churchill. You need to bring his killer to book, as his friend.” Suarez was not helping matters, his bid to find the suspect had made the man become an annoying metal gong. “What has the FBI done, since the gruesome death of Julian Sullivan? Nothing!” He bellowed, mixed with emotions, and he walked away from the crime scene.Helen stood from
“That wasn't part of the deal! I won't sit still and watch you sully my plans.” Aaron, curious, stood still behind Anna's door as he eavesdropped on her conversation. Anna, of recently, barely made a noise around the house, her voice had become a silent whisper. So Aaron, afraid that she might have hurt herself again, decided to check up on his ex-wife.She hissed into the phone but was rewarded with a disconnected sound from the other end of the line. Aaron, after a while of waiting in hiding, hoping to hear a hint of the puzzled call, came out of the shadows. “Hope I am not intruding?” He made his presence known to Anna, who did a poor job of masking her undiluted fury. “Aaron,” Anna called out to him in between stutters and concealed shock.Anna hoped to heaven that Aaron did not eavesdrop on her conversation with Henry, if not, she was screwed. The game of tango, she played with the old man, had become a comical circus, void of hubris. She had no idea he intended to execute a m
“So what you are saying is that you aided my uncle in taking out his arch-enemy without any prior knowledge as to what you were getting yourself into. Is that correct?” This was not the time for some fucking Q&A. Anna needed him to proffer solutions to the mess she had got herself into. “What do I do?” She inquired from Lucas, who stared at her blankly, his silence enough to cause her to shiver.“We are talking about The Almighty Henry Neville. What the hell were you thinking?” Lucas had no idea what to do and how to help Anna. She always appeared to be calm and calculated and the need to take revenge on her ex-husband was enough reason for Uncle Henry to prey on her, which he did to perfection. “I cannot help you with this, I am sorry.” He replied in defeat. He did not dare rebel against his Uncle unless he wished to die.Anna reminded herself while she got her hands soiled in the first place. The scrunching sound that came with Julian's skin sinking deep into the pocket knife and hi
“Helen, behind you!” The shrill scream of Aaron raged on as the piercing sound of the bullet sent her flying to the ground. At least Aaron was safe, she blessed the heavens as she closed her eyes to the excruciating pain. Helen opened her eyes, with a loud gasp, to the “sleeping handsome,” that laid beside her.Thank goodness, it was a nightmare. She heaved a sigh of relief. What if it wasn't? Her subconsciousness made way for doubt. Perhaps, fragments of her memory were returning in bits. She would have to wait until Aaron awakened from his well-deserved slumber. Helen strolled down the hallway, to Ryan's nursery, she needed to recharge for the day and Ryan was her energy booster.“Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall…” Emily rhymed along to the subtle nursery lullaby that played in Ryan's room as she prepared him for the day. “Mummy!” Ryan happily beckoned to Helen, who enjoyed the view displayed in front of her. “Good morning Ma'am.” Emily immediately paid her respect, upon recognizing
Aaron walked out of the building after a well-fulfilled day's work and sauntered towards his car. The humid air, held in its depth, a warning sign, he failed to take cognizance of. Nothing, absolutely nothing, had him wrapped around the intimate movements of the cars that enveloped the little street and the loud bang of a pistol. He instinctively turned to face the company, but none of his guards were on watch. This was an ambush, a trap.“Let go of me!” He howled at one of the masked men who held him tightly on his wind pipes, strangling the life out of him. After a while of struggling with the enemy, he gave way to the darkness that quaked his very existence. “He's down.” He heard the gruff voice of his predator, informing the others as they carried him, like a sac of onion, into the van and zoomed off. All the while, Aaron envisioned the decayed and decomposed body of Gus. He might as well be meted with the same fate.“The truth is…” Emily appeared to have fizzled up a bit, fill
“Splash.” Aaron nearly caved in to the advances of his molesters as the iced water, sent him to Iceland and back. He could barely feel his tongue and his blurred vision, obstructed by a veil tightly placed on his eyes, made it difficult to decipher who his aggressors were. “Is it time to do what is necessary?” A singsong voice, jeered as Aaron heard the sharpening of a knife.“Any amount, name your price?” There had to be a Judas in their midst, if not, he was as good as dead. “What do you take us for? You are no different from us.” Someone in the background spat out and with that, another bucket of iced water was poured on him. “Who sent you?” A snicker and loud laughter followed his question. Aaron had a feeling he wasn't leaving here anytime soon. “In time you will find out. For now, hold on tight.” The approaching footstep of the person who spoke, in all his audacity, Aaron could tell, he was the gang leader and the ringmaster. There was silence, deafening silence, but not for l
“Is he dead?” Aaron, at this point, could barely keep his eyes open as he zoomed in and out of consciousness. He heard one of his aggressors ask, out of curiosity, his life status. “He will be, soon.” Another voice chirped in. The stale stench of smoke and the growling sound his stomach made, did not help his current situation as he craved a hot meal and a warm bath.“Open up!” A violent voice used the sharp edge of what he deemed to be a fork, to open his mouth wide open. Aaron, helpless and exhausted from their advances, let the mashed poison called food, slide through his tongue, into his throat. It was the opposite of the hot meal he dreamed of. “The boss will be here soon, you need to look presentable and very much alive.” The only voice that he had gotten acquainted with, finally spoke, Dragon.“Can you tell me the time you arrived at the scene, ma'am?” The police sirens blared out loudly, the crime scene of the kidnap had become a no-go area as a barricade was placed there. H
“The masked men.” Aaron, numb to everything around him, just waiting for the time one of those rogues pulled the trigger, remembered one of the highest-grossing actors in the 1960s who played a part in the 18th-century horror story, the masked men. He wished he were Stewart Hart, one of the magicians who cast away the bad guys in a single swoop. Too bad, the world of fantasy remained in the genre of unrealistic imagination. Back to his reality, Aaron was parched and heavily doused in his sweat that had stuck to his skin and obviously stained his white tee shirt. “Water.” Aaron croaked out. He had no idea how long he was going to remain, as cited on the wooden chair that sunk deep into his butt. His plea was rewarded with a cold splash of iced bucket water. “You can drink as much as you want.” Dragon snarled into his face, the stale whiff of his breath causing him to stifle his nostrils.Lucas stood in front of the prison entrance, white snowflakes, cascading the area, a sign that Ch
Weeks passed, and the world seemed to have returned to some semblance of normalcy. Anna was receiving treatment in a psychiatric hospital, where she struggled to come to terms with the fact that she had lost everything. Meanwhile, Henry's whereabouts were still unknown, and the search for him had gone cold.Lucas had been discharged from the hospital, and he was determined to start over.Suarez had returned to his job as a detective, eager to put the past behind him and focus on the future. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't forget the case that had brought so much turmoil into his life. Henry was still out there, somewhere, and Suarez couldn't rest until he was brought to justice. Meanwhile, Danny and Soli had moved far away from the city, hoping to put the past behind them. Aaron watched as Helen played around with their son, a wide grin spreading across their faces. The little boy's laughter filled the room, and everyone in attendance seemed to be genuinely happy. But de
Ariel stood by the desk, watching Lucas with an air of suspicion. He seemed to be acting strange and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. “Mr Churchill left a while ago," she said, her voice carefully neutral. Lucas’s brow furrowed and his lips pursed in thought. He seemed anxious, almost twitchy, and it set her on edge. “Is there anything you'd like me to tell him when he returns?" Lucas paused, his expression unreadable. “No, there's nothing," he said, his voice tight. “Thanks” Ariel nodded, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. She watched Lucas leave her desk, there was something up with the way he asked for Aaron’s presence Finally, she couldn't take it anymore, so she made a straight dial towards Aaron. Helen could feel the warmth of Aaron's body as he wrapped his arms around her. She let herself relax into his embrace, feeling safe and protected. “Are you hurt anywhere?" Aaron asked, his voice gentle but urgent. Helen shook h
Anna had majestically returned to Aaron’s mansion like nothing happened, without being discharged from the hospital. Light makeup and a nice dress fixed her physical state but definitely could not take away the misery she was feeling in her heart or make the earlier scenery disappear from her memories. Julian’s brother, Danny had abducted her while doing some grocery shopping, she tried fighting off the young man all by herself but ended up losing her child before Lucas could come to her rescue. Lucas had overheard Henry encouraging Danny on the phone to take his revenge on the real killer of his brother Anna and with a flash the young man went after her. The thought of prison terrified Anna, she would be at the mercy of the system. She knew that she couldn't bear the thought.But there was another even greater fear. Aaron would find out the truth about the miscarriage. He would discover that she had lied to him, and she couldn't bear the thought of losing him.Her mind raced, try
"The press conference has been getting a lot of positive feedback, sir," Ariel said, looking at the numbers on her screen. “Views are well into the millions, and the comments have been overwhelmingly positive." Aaron looked up from his laptop, a slight smile playing on his lips. “That's great to hear," he said, his voice warm with approval. "You did a fantastic job putting that together." Ariel blushed at the praise, feeling a rush of pride. "Thank you, sir," she said, her voice full of gratitude. "I'm glad to be of service."As Aaron looked at Ariel, his eyes caught on a small bump in her stomach. It was barely noticeable, but it was there. And it reminded him of Helen when she was pregnant with their son. He remembered the joy he had felt, the anticipation of becoming a father, and then the thought of having another baby with his ex-wife. He pushed the thoughts away, not wanting to dwell on the past. But they lingered, just beneath the surface.Ariel cleared her throat, breaking t
As Anna sipped her wine, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She was surrounded by opulence and luxury, but she knew that the man she was with was evil. Henry studied her, his eyes narrowing.“You only ever visit when you need my help," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "What do you want from me this time?"Anna's fingers curled around the stem of her wine glass, and she took a deep breath. Anna smirked at Henry's words, allowing him to bask in his pride. He dared to imply that she was weak, without even saying it outright. But Anna knew better. She was a woman who had been through hell and back, and she wasn't about to let an old man like Henry tell her what she was or wasn't."It would be the other way around, Mr. Neville," she purred, a faux smile on her lips. Henry's eyebrows shot up in confusion. He wasn't sure what Anna was getting at.“You're the one who needs my help," she said, her voice cold and confident. Henry couldn't help but laugh. "You've got to be kidding
News reports of Dragon's image flashed across the screen, the word "WANTED" in bold letters underneath. A reward of a billion naira was offered to anyone who could provide information that would lead to his capture. Grandpa Adolph shook his head, a look of concern on his face. "That's an awful lot of money to put on a murderer's head," he said, his voice heavy with worry. "What if someone gets hurt in the process?""I know it's a lot of money," Aaron replied, his brow furrowed. "But we have to do everything we can to bring him to justice and also whoever is instructing to kill. He's a dangerous man, and we can't let him get away with what he's done. I know it's risky, but it's the only way we can make sure he's caught and punished for his crimes."Grandpa Adolph sighed, knowing that Aaron was right. But he couldn't shake the feeling of dread that was settling over him. He knew that this was only the beginning and that things were about to get much worse. “I hope you know what you
“Sit down, boy” Henry barked, his voice filled with irritation. Lucas was pacing the room, his hands running through his hair, his face pale and drawn. He looked like he was about to have a panic attack. “I can't," Lucas said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I can't calm down!" Lucas exclaimed, his frustration spilling over. "Your lackey killed someone! The plan was to beat him up, not to shoot him !" He glared at Dragon, who stood sheepishly next to Henry.Henry's face hardened, his eyes blazing with anger. "So, are you guilty?" he demanded, his voice cold and unforgiving.Lucas looked down at the floor, unable to meet Henry's gaze. The truth was, he was guilty. He had been a part of this, even if he hadn't intended for things to go this far. But he couldn't bring himself to say it out loud. "The inspector deserved what he got," Henry sneered, his words dripping with hatred. "If he dies, it's a win for us. He won't be able to tell anyone what he knows." Dragon nodded ea
It was late at night, and Suarez was still hard at work, even though he'd rather be home in bed. But the pile of unsolved cases on his desk was a constant reminder of the work that still needed to be done.Just then, there was a knock on his door. “Come in," he said, not looking up from his work.It was Ritz, his partner. "I'm heading out," he said. "Are you coming?""I'll be right behind you," Suarez replied, still focused on the task at hand."Don't work too hard," Ritz called out as he left the office. But Suarez knew he wouldn't be able to follow that advice. He was too determined to solve these cases, even if it meant sacrificing his time.As he continued to work, Suarez couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. These cases were tough, and he was starting to feel like he was getting nowhere. But he wasn't going to give up - not now, not ever. He was determined to solve these crimes and bring justice to the victims.Just then, something caught his eye. A small detail that he h
Roger, one of Henry's men, ushered Aaron into the mansion. The sound of splashing water filled the air, as Henry swam in the pool. The old man Neville has been having a good time since he came out of jail. “Mr. Churchill, it's nice to see you again," Henry called out, his voice carrying over the water. “Care to join me for a swim?" Aaron felt his temper rising. He wasn't here to socialize with the enemy. He was here for answers. “I’m not here for a swim, Mr. Neville," he said, his voice tight with anger. "I'm here to ask you about Dragon." Henry's expression turned serious suddenly, worried, and anxious in a rush but decided not to show the fullness of his anxiety, and he got out of the pool, dripping water onto the marble floor. A maid brought Henry a towel, which he used to dry off his dripping hair and body. His boxers were soaked through, revealing the outline of his genitals beneath the thin fabric. Aaron averted his gaze, feeling a bit uncomfortable.Henry seemed obliviou