"Thank you for the advice. Now, don't ever call me up if it isn't something to do with you and my daughter getting a divorce." Mrs Brown said in a snide manner.Without waiting for a response, she got up and walked out of the restaurant. Sarah woke up that morning to find James gone. It was completely unlike him to just leave without speaking to her or at least letting her know he was leaving.Her phone had already been loaded with tons of messages concerning the charity event. Three people had already reached out to her organization to inform her they would be needing her services the next month."My goodness, basically every week in August is booked! I told you this would be a huge opportunity turn around for you." Viola said to Sarah when they met each other later that day."I couldn't agree more. Just one connect. I can't believe I haven't even done the interview yet and six people have already messaged me to handle their event security and organization.""In no time I would have
"I know, but this, is exactly what it seems, General." James replied."The Inauguration ceremony is two days from now on, we cannot have any more problems. Sort out the security issues before anymore problems ensue." The General murmured."Yes General." James replied.Although he knew who the man had been referring to when he said Causey was working with someone who had a daughter, he still needed palpable evidence.***Sarah sat back in her office chair, savouring the light of the afternoon, as the knock sounded on her door."Come in!" She called out.The door opened and the woman who was dressed in an emerald green suit, walked in. Her eyes scouring the room in admiration."These are beautiful sets of furnitures. How else can one explain the idea of class, luxury and a gracious ambience if not this office?" The Editorial representative of Forbes whom she had met at the rehearsal for the Charity event complimented her."Thank you so much, Miss Brianne." Sarah smiled."I must say that
"You say that as if I am under your control or something!" Sarah said, raisin her voice at him."Control? Now you think I am trying to control you? Where do you get these ideas from??" James asked, looking at her in amazement."This is not about where I get my ideas from. It is if those ideas are true or not. James, I need this charity event. It is going to be good for my business and regaining my family's name and financial freedom.""And what if it is just a trap? You said it yourself, something doesn't add up about them. What they are doing does not seem right, or does it?" "I think I already clarified that doubt. Everything is fine, and with the massive turn up for the event, I will have more than hundreds of people making upfront payments to me, just so that I can handle their events." "And then? And then what, Sarah? What next?" James asked her."What do you mean by that? It is all I really need!" She replied angrily."You are not going for that event. And if I have to lock yo
The doorbell dinged, drawing the attention of the maid. She unlocked the door and took the uniform from the drycleaner.James was upstairs getting changed, while Sarah sat at her dressing table putting on her make up. His designed uniform had arrived, and he took it from the maid at the door.He turned to Sarah as soon as he was done putting on his clothes. They had not spoken since their last argument.Sarah noticed his struggle with a button. Everything accused her of what she was about to do. The silence between her screamed at her too.So, she got up from her dressing stool and walked up to him. She helped him pin the badges he had gotten before on his new uniform."I have to admit, you do look handsome in this uniform." She said with a smile.James looked into her eyes, but did not smile. He just stared, his eyes on hersnwere apologetic. And just like that, they both silently agreed that it was cool.He pressed his lips to hers, and kissed her. "I love you." He murmured against h
"Mr. Rizzo, what's going on?" Her voice trembled. Her heart took on a sudden tempo that made her feel something was wrong."It is nothing, Miss Brown. They are friends, don't worry." As soon as he said that, one of the men walked up to her and hit her across the face.James shuddered in his seat. It hit him strongly like a sixth sense. His eyes began to scan the room for Sarah. He was sure he had seen her there a couple of moments ago."It is an honour to be gathered here. One of the greatest events is raising leaders," the president's speech continued."What is it, Mr. Johnson? Is everything okay?" The official beside him asked."Have you seen my wife? She is supposed to be seated there. She was, but, she is no longer there." James replied."I haven't seen her. But I will ask the other officials if you want." The woman offered."Please do." James replied, but that was not enough. He still felt a strange feeling beneath his chest. He knew something wasn't right.Suddenly, his phone be
James went to his car and pulled out his box of rifles and set them on his lap."What are you doing?" The General asked him. James continued to rack through his weapons, pulling out a knife, a gun and a couple of other things."Where's the Captain?" James asked him. Suddenly realizing. "What? I don't know. Wasn't he inside the hall?" The General replied.James cocked his gun and handed it to the General. " He wasn't." James replied. His eyes remained pinned across the street.The charity event was probably still goin on."Listen. I have a strong feeling he is a part of this. When you find him, put a bullet in his shoulder for me. Some officers are back at the barracks. Stefan is one of them.“"The Lieutenant? You made a lieutenant stay back, James?" The General asles looking at him surprise."That is the least of our worries. Call him, call the cops too. Get men on the roofs. These bastards are amateurs anyway." He referred to the guards."What do you mean?" The General asked." They
James watched as Sarah tripped over her dress for the umpteenth time in the name of dancing. The red velvet A-line gown that had been an object of pride and admiration a few hours ago was now about to strangle her if she kept tripping over it. They had been married for three years now, but in all that time they had never shared an intimate moment. Forced to marry her because of a debt his family owed her father, James Brown had been put through hell by both Sarah and her family for not being up to standard for either of them. He put his hand on her shoulder to keep her from falling, but she just shook it off like a bee sting. Her disgust for him was never far from her mind. Sarah had long despised the man she had been forced to marry by her father's will because he was tired of bearing the shame. It came with her ex's abandonment after their formal engagement. But her heart still longed for her ex-boyfriend, Fred Page, who had dumped her the minute he found someone better, even
Sarah woke up to find herself wrapped in the bedsheet stark naked, and then the memory of the previous night flashed before her eyes and she began to scream. James jumped out of bed with a start afraid they were being robbed. "What...what...?" He stuttered confused. Sarah's eyes widened at the absolute naked sight of him and she began to panic. "Oh my goodness, no no no no no." She turned to him again. "This is all your fault. You bastard! You monster!" She yelled throwing pillows at him. "What did I do wrong?!" He asked back surprised, even though he had expected her reaction. "What did you do wrong?! You bastard, how dare you take advantage of me and stand there bare-faced acting innocent!" She yelled. "You make it sound like I raped you, yet you were moaning all through the process " he mocked her. Her face shot red and she picked up the pillow again and hit him with it, all the while holding the sheets tightly to her breasts as she screamed at him. "I was not thinking str