Sandra had never for once loved Donald. Even when the both of them were in a relationship at the University of Chesbil, Sandra's heart was never with Donald. She only pretended to love him because he was good academically and he tutored her on difficult subjects. Because she wanted Donald to devote most of his time to her, she agreed to a relationship with him. Donald was of average height and he also had a petite stature, coupled with the fact that he was known to be poor.Sandra hated all of these. She wanted a huge and tall man with a broad chest and muscles, coupled with the fact that he must be rich. And Rodney seemed to possess all of these features, except that he was not as rich as Donald.He was tall, rich, and handsome. Even though Sandra had now come to know about Donald's real identity, she only wanted his money and wasn't ready to have anything serious with him. She was willing to kill Donald just as Rodney instructed her, because of the money that she would get. If Sa
Rodney resumed work at Duluth Associates this very morning. Anytime, he came into the company, he always felt somewhat bad and depressed about the new position he occupied. He was only looking towards what his father had told him about, concerning taking over the company from Donald. He couldn't wait to see it happen.He was about to settle at his desk to begin work for the day when he heard his phone ring, so he picked it up. "Hello, we would like you to work with us, so we would be getting in touch with you at intervals. Just make sure that you remain with your phone," a male voice said."Alright, then. That's fine. I'll do that," Rodney responded as he hung up on his phone. He was full of excitement that his plans were gradually coming to pass.Marvin, Rodney's closest colleague who worked together with him at the same office could read that Rodney was unusually happy. He smiled at any little opportunity as he attended to the day's work."Hey, Rodney. I love the way you're lookin
"Emmm...I...I don't know what you're talking about," Donald managed to say. He wasn't sure of what he had just heard. "I said before you can be released from here, you need to transfer the documents showing the proof of ownership of Duluth Associates to me!" Rick repeated. "That's not possible. The documents you're asking for are not in my custody but in my father's. For now, I only act as the CEO," Donald tried to explain. "You're such a blatant liar! I don't believe you!" Rick said as he slapped Donald's face. "I'm...I'm...serious..." Donald managed to say. "Okay, then. If you insist that the document is in your father's custody, then you must help us get it whichever way you can; if not you'll be killed!" Rick threatened. "Alright then, release me so that I can get it," Donald said, looking up at Rick. "Of course, no. We won't be stupid to make such a mistake. We will give you the phone to speak to your father about it," Rick said. "Now, dial his number!" One of the men yelle
"Please, leave me! Leave me!" Donald shouted out of pain, but the man continued to kick him all over his body, until he noticed that Donald was no longer responsive. Donald fell to the ground as if he was asleep, then the man could sense that Donald had fainted. So he called Rick to inform him about the development. "The young man has fallen to the ground. It appears like he has fainted," the man informed."Then you must do all you can to revive him because we're not done with him yet, Rick said."Okay, Boss. I'll ensure that he is revived," the man promised; then he hung up on the phone. After the call was ended, the man tried to revive Donald. When he saw how weak Donald was, he served him a small portion of food with a cup of water, which he knew would not satisfy Donald in any way. His reason for serving Donald was to make him gain some little strength.************It was now Wednesday morning. Albert had kept awake since 3am and watched the time so that he could go to the des
"We can't do anything on the documents right now. I'm sure the police will be on the lookout for us. So we need to be careful," Rick told his son. "Yes, I agree with you Dad. We have taken the major step; we just need to watch out for any opportunity," Rodney said. Albert had been expecting to see Donald; but after waiting for almost three days, he became worried. Nina was also bothered about her son's whereabouts. "I'm yet to understand what is going on. When I checked Donald at his house, his servants told me that he went on an urgent business trip and wasn't around.I believed them and tried calling him on several occasions, but he never picked up. So I thought he probably wasn't picking up his calls because he was in the midst of a meeting.But I'm beginning to get confused! For the past six to seven days, I haven't heard from Donald and now I'm beginning to feel very uncomfortable. I just hope he's fine?" Nina asked in a shaky voice. It was obvious that she was becoming afraid
Donald's father, Albert, was on his way to report Donald's kidnap to the police when he suddenly heard his phone ring, so he picked it up. The number was unknown. "Hello, Mr Jeff.Donald will be released anytime today, but if you make any attempt to report to the police, we'll kill him. We sense that you're about to report to the police since you didn't see him yesterday evening as we promised. If you go on reporting us, we'll kill him. Jail is a place we would love to be, so it's not a threat to go there. But what about your son's life?" The male voice asked, then he hung up the phone without waiting for any response from Albert.The kidnappers knew what to say to discourage their victims from reporting to the police, and they just applied the same trick they usually used on the other victims of Albert. Since they didn't release Donald the previous day, they sensed that Albert would like to report to the police station; that was why they quickly called to discourage him."I just pra
"Rodney is doing very great. I came into Donlow to see a friend. I've stayed in her house for a while now, but just yesterday, she told me about today's party," Melissa explained. "And who is that friend who invited you?" Amelia asked. "She is Debbie by name; she works at Kelfort Companies Inc," Melissa said. "Oh, I know her. She's my colleague at work. I work at Kelfort too," Amelia disclosed. "You have such a large circle of friends. This place is so filled up with guests. I'm sure they must be making your day," Melissa said."Well, maybe," Amelia responded coldly as she remembered Donald. In the last four years of her life, she had not had any birthday without him being present at her house. So she felt her birthdays were incomplete without him. Even though she never celebrated her birthdays, Donald always came to visit her with a gift to make the day a memorable one; but this time, he was not around. "You responded very coldly. Are you alright?" Melissa asked. "Yes, I'm fine.
"No, don't bother yourself about Melissa. That young man, Donald and his family, are enemies to this family, and we will do everything possible to get back at them. Donald is set to die this night, and there's nothing that can be done about that," Betty said as she was about to hang up on the phone. When Melissa sensed that her mother was about to hang up on the phone, she quickly spoke: "Mum, please don't hang up. Can I speak with Dad?" "Of course, yes. Let me hand over the phone to him," Betty said as she quickly handed over the phone to her husband. "Hello, Dad. I'm so much in support of you killing Donald but I want him to be killed in my sight," Melissa said. "What do you mean by that?" Rick asked in anticipation of what Melissa had to say. I want to see his blood flow before my eyes. I know Donald so well; he has committed a lot of atrocities. I can't start to mention the number of things Donald has done to people around me, and it's really painful. I just want to see that