When Madam Aurelia heard the news of his arrest, she passed out at once and all efforts to revive her were futile. Ladened with the burden of looking after Madam Aurelia and Liam who was currently at the holding cell at the same time, Mr. Jones were shuttling around, making calls in between. “Sir, she is not in a critical situation, she will pull out.” The doctor responded when he called him for the sixth time in half an hour. “Please, try your best. We can't lose her.” “I will do everything within my power. All you need to do is to trust me.” He said with a reassuring tone but Mr. Jones was still bothered. When he arrived at the police station, he quickly got out of his car and then hurried into the building only to meet Naya and Sam. “Thank goodness you’re here.” Naya said, immediately she saw Mr. Jones walking towards them. “Have you been able to speak with him?” He asked, looking from her to Sam who stood behind her. “He doesn't want to see us but I’m certain he wouldn't t
All through the drive home, Liam had his gaze out of the window as he thought about all that had happened during the day. The more he thought of it, the angrier and confused he became. He was angry because he failed to grasp the situation in time and confused on why the deceased suddenly jumped off. Taking a deep breath, he pushed his hand into his hair and then began to tug on it, biting his lips as he tried to shake the thought off his head but they had come to stay. Frustration gnawing on him, he groaned, making Dave who was handling the steering wheel to turn in his direction. “Are you alright?” Dave asked, looking over his shoulder. “Did you find anything on the deceased?” He asked instead, focusing his attention on him. “Yeah, he is an immigrant, nothing more.” “I bet he isn't a staff.” “You got that right. I’m still digging about him.” He mumbled as he cleared his throat. Grasping the steering wheel, he marched the throttle with a full force, sending the car flying th
After leaving the police station, Alaric dropped by the prosecution office and was immediately led to the office of one of the presiding judges. “Oh, here you are.” Judge Carlton said as he ushered hlm in with wide arms. “When are you going to change these furniture? They no longer befit you, you know.” Alaric said, looking around the office before he plopped on the couch. Carlton rejoined him after brewing two mugs of coffee. “I’m impressed, you know.” He was grinning like a little child. “I told you, he is nothing but a pawn in my game and I move him anywhere I want and at any time.” Alaric bragged. “You can say that again.” Carlton laughed. For immunity against the law, Alaric struck a deal with several important people in the country and Carlton was just one of them. “So… what do you intend to do with him now?” Carlton asked, crossing his legs. “You can’t leave him in the holding cell for more than forty eight hours.” “He is out.” Alaric replied, drumming his finger agains
Swinging his briefcase, Liam made his way down the stairs, whistling a nursery rhyme as he scrolled through his phone at the same time. “Where are you heading?” Naya asked, holding the railings. It was his whistling that attracted her. “Work, today is Thursday.” He said in a carefree manner. “Are you seriously saying that now?” She half yelled, looking around in search of Rose, she huffed. “Why are you overreacting?” He already knew the reason for her actions and he felt it was not necessary. “Can you listen to yourself speak? Liam, Granny might have promised to back you but… Alaric is dangerous, she can't face him.” Taking in a breath, Liam got off the stairs and then held her shoulder, “I don't intend to pull your family into this. Granny isn't going to get involved, I can assure you that.”“Then what about you? It's clear Alaric wants you out of his way, why are you proving to be stubborn?” She yelled. With her hands on her hips, Rose walked up to them, “You should let him d
Still holding the envelope with a triumphant look on his face, Liam dialed Dave's phone. “Where are you?” He asked when he heard his voice on the other end. “You know what, I will send a doc to you right now. I need you to check in with it and return your findings as soon as possible.” “I will be waiting.” At the end of the call, Liam took a snap of all the documents and then sent them to Dave who swung into action at once. Grabbing his remote off the table, he turned on the TV only to turn it off the next minute. The broadcasting station was airing the episode that had happened that morning. Pushing his hand into his pockets, he made his way out of his office and then went straight to the guardrail, looking over the whole place. “Just like Giovanni!” Sam announced his presence. He has been waiting for Liam to step out ever since Dave left his office. Acting like no one was there, Liam titled his head to the side. “Are you attempting to jump over too?” He asked, nudging his sid
Instead of leaving like Alaric had wanted, Liam stayed put, nodding his head in rhythm and tapping his feet on the floor like he was listening to music. “Aren't you leaving?” Alaric finally asked. He was frustrated beyond measure and he wanted to vent but Liam wasn't giving him the chance to do so. “I already prepared a press conference. I will have to accompany you there since I’m the subject matter.” Liam replied, his focus now on himSeeing Alaric frustrated made his stomach churn in excitement. Even still, he didn't allow himself to be swayed. Even if Alaric doesn't have a backup plan for the now, he was going to come up with one as soon as possible. On arrival at the hall, the flashing lights of cameras were blinding that Liam had to use his hand to shield his face. With Dave’s help, he had reached out to reporters from different broadcasting stations to cover the conference. “Good day everyone.” Alaric began. “Just yesterday, AI technology was thrown into chaos when Marti
It was already dusk but Alaric was yet to get over what had happened. It was a slap to his face and he couldn't sit back without taking action. Biting his lower lips as he paced around his balcony, he had his hand resting on his hips. “I wonder how he was able to lay his hands on that. All these while, he had been snooping on me or… someone on the inside helped him.” He muttered, just then, Sam joined him. With his hands clasped in front of him, he did a curt bow. “Sir, I didn't find anything.” His voice was low but audible for Alaric to hear. “You didn't find anything, not even a grain you mean.” “It was a clean job, he was extremely careful with his deals.” He replied only to have his back against the wall the next minute. Still fuming, Alaric walked up to him, grabbing the cuff of his shirt, he tossed him aside again, eliciting a loud groan that shook the foundation of the house. It was at this moment that Giovanni walked in. Seeing this, he didn't need anyone to tell him w
Liam was already at the table having breakfast with Naya when Rose arrived, scraping the floor with the chair she had pulled out. For the next few minutes, it was the sound of clinking cutlery that rented the air until Rose decided to speak. Clearing her throat, she leaned towards Liam, “Your company is something else these days.” She smacked her lips as she crossed her hand on her chest. “You should pull out Liam. At this rate, I’m scared you're going to lose yourself.” Naya joined in. “What do you mean?” “Stop pretending to be a dunce.” Rose snapped, sending her fist against the table. “Well, it's all good since you were not accused of killing Giovanni.” “Oh, about that.” Liam chuckled a bit. Tugging his hair, he leaned back on his seat as he wiped his mouth with the serviette. “It was an accident, no one killed him.” He said after a while. “I hope it remains that way. You know, I dread watching the news because I'm scared your face would pop up again.” Naya mumbled, chewing