“Mr Biden, your plan is really working,” Clinton expressed with a dark smile hovering throughout his face. Biden laughed slowly. “You see Mr Clinton, by the time I am done with Mr Andrew, he would regret ever having me as an enemy,” he spoke arrogantly.Clinton smirked. “You are so great. I wonder how you got the commissioner trapped in your hook. He can't act against you now,” he expressed those words. Biden was so happy with those comments. “I don't know why, but I feel I have won. Mr Andrew is indeed not making any great move. I am not seeing his impact at all,” he said those words out of a burdened heart. He was scared of what Andrew's next move would be. Clinton raised his head. He sipped a little from the wine he had on the table. “Mr Andrew….. probably, he would be doing something. Something unexpected like how he turned to be a burden to the commissioner,” he reminded him of the last move Andrew took.Biden exhaled. “You are right. He is taking some moves and those moves a
“What should I do?” He asked himself. His heart raced heavily against his chest as he was looking for a nook to hide. Roderick cannot take the action of leaving the compound even if he wanted because what he planned wasn't fulfilled yet. So he had to quickly hide under the car. He laid on his belly without saying a word.The gate-man and the driver approached the car. The light of the bright lamp illuminated the whole compound. So, a touch wasn't needed.On getting there, they found nothing. “Why was there a noise in the first place?” They asked themselves while they looked around the whole place.They knew something had triggered the alarm but they weren't sure what it was.Luckily, the driver had the car key in his hand. That night, he hadn't returned the car keys, so he used it and boom, the car stopped making a noise but there was something strange.He noticed he swiftly opened the car doors. “I thought I locked this car!” He echoed.The gate-man was quite surprised.”You always
“Is he picking up?” Andrew asked his father. He had been on the edge of the seat since his father was calling but it seemed the recipient wasn't picking up.“Calm your nerves. You know he is a busy man. Let me give him more calls, maybe he will pick up,” he tried to ease Andrew's tension.Andrew decided not to say anything so he wouldn't be seen as Impatient. He would be patient enough to see how it would end.After several calls. James Roger was a bit surprised. He doesn't want his son to travel overseas, but now that the military person wasn't picking his call. He was left with no other choice.He must let Andrew have his way.James Roger gave up on calling him. He had given him more than 10 good calls but he didn't pick any of them. “I hope he is okay,” James Roger spoke with fear. Andrew looked at his father. “I knew he wouldn't pick up one bit and I love his personality, he never disappoints. Anyway, I would have to find a way to catch up with him now,” he spoke a little excited
“Good day, sir. We are the ones assigned to you,” the head of the squad voice.“Okay. Let's go.”The soldiers followed him into his private jet. Andrew took his seat and he relaxed backwards.The jet's door closed automatically and the pilot got the jet ready. Few minutes later, they were in the sky.“What is our mission? Sir.” One of them asked.Andrew glanced at him. His heart ran through different corners on how things were going to be done easily.He cleared his throat. “When we get to where we are going, I will tell you the mission,” he expressed himself.The soldiers exhaled. They were expecting him to explain to them and since he had said till they land, who are they to confront him?Several hours later, it was late in the night. Andrew's jet landed in the middle of the compound. The stewards heard the noise of the jet, they had to come out of the mission. Their faces were filled with smiles. The Young Master is back!Andrew and the soldier's proceeded out of the jet. Their br
Clinton got to the hospital early in the morning. He walked briskly to the doctor's office. “Mr Clinton, you arrived early. Please sit.” He gestured.Clinton fixed his eyes on the chair. He took some steps and he adjusted the chair a bit backwards. He took his seat. “The patient you brought is okay. And the good news is we are discharging him immediately,” he informed him.Clinton exhaled, he winked his eyes gently and he was still in thoughts. “Doc, what did you think happened to him?” He asked.The doctor looked at him. He squeezed his further head a little making the lining visible. “I told you earlier, didn't I?” Clinton inhaled some air. “That's right.”“Let's head to his ward.”The both of them got on their feet. They walked to the ward. Clinton's eyes fixed on the patient. He walked up to him. “Boss!” The patient called out. “How did this happen?” That was all Clinton wanted to hear. The lines on the patient's neck were visible. When he swallowed the saliva in his mouth,
Roderick's phone beeped. The sound penetrated his ear and it called his attention. Roderick picked up his phone and he checked it.It was an SMS from his network provider. “These people won't just stop buzzing my phone with irrelevant messages.” He hissed aloud, hiding his phone in his pocket. Few minutes later, Roderick's phone started ringing. He checked it at once. It was his boss; Biden.He picked it up. “Hello.” Those words left his mouth.“Hello, I need you to run an errand for me…” his voice over the phone was urgent although it came gently.“Okay.” He was on his toes.“Go to meet Clinton immediately. I need all illegal documents hidden. The IG is sending a group of police to inspect his office. You need to be fast about it,” he informed. His heart banging really hard against his chest and his thoughts running wild as if he would lose his mind. “Okay.” He replied.Since he would be meeting Clinton officially, he planned to remove all the devices he hid in his house so he coul
Andrew's phone started ringing beside him. He had just finished eating. He exhaled some air and glanced at the screen of his phone. His eyes marking getting along with the letters boldly appearing on the phone's screen.He picked it up. Placing it on his ear, “hello.” His sharp voice danced through the phone.“Hello, good morning, sir. I want to inform you that the labels are now completed. The head of the marketing department is asking if we could launch our new product.” Those words went into Andrew's embrace. His chin brazen and his face sprawled with a light smile. His thoughts hovered around the future and he used his hand to lace his hair.“Launch the new product immediately. I will be with you soon.” He informed.“Okay.” She ended the call.Andrew walked out of the dining room. He exited the mansion. He was met with a shock when the driver came to meet him.The driver's countenance wasn't friendly. It was as if he wanted to break down.“What is it?” Andrew asked with a harsh v
Joe's alarm started beeping and it obstructed his sleep. He opened his eyes. His body was so heavy.“Why am I this tired?” His mind screamed due to the pain running through his lower back. He managed to get on his feet, but he staggered a little before he balanced with the wall.He heaved out an intense air from his nostril before he finally removed his clothings. He went to the bathroom and he freshened up. Stepping out, his phone started ringing aloud.“Who the fuck is calling?” Some air escaped through his gut as his eyes set on his phone screen.“A strange phone number…” his mind echoed. Hissing aloud, he picked up his phone.“Hello, who the fuck is this?” His voice was harsh and the anger emanating from it was obvious.“Why the sudden shout. I called to ask you for the money you owe me.” Joe's heart sank. His body trembled. His lips were shivering, he couldn't help but stutter.“Why stuttering? When are you going to pay my money?” He asked. His voice is getting mean and harsh.