While Donald was still pointing the gun at Rodney, Rodney was quicker and more calculative. He grabbed the gun and pointed it at Donald."You're not going anywhere," Rodney said, grinning.Donald realized that he had made a mistake, but he didn't give up. He knew he had to keep fighting if he wanted to save Vera. He charged at Rodney, and they began to struggle for the gun.Rodney's men quickly intervened, and before Donald knew it, he was being attacked from all sides. They dragged him to a room and threw him on the ground."Leave him there," Rodney said. "Let him suffer for a while before he dies!"The men obeyed Rodney and left the room, locking the door behind them. Donald lay there, battered and bruised, but he refused to give up. He knew he had to find a way to escape and save Vera.He heard footsteps approaching the room, and he tried to get up, but he was too weak. The door opened, and one of Rodney's men walked in."Get up," the man said, grabbing Donald's arm and pulling him
Mrs William got every information she needed about Linda and called her over the phone the very next day, introducing herself as Dub's foster Mum.Linda was surprised but also afraid. She thought that her steps against Dub had been exposed, but Mrs William tried to calm her down, making her feel free with her."Linda, please don't be afraid," Mrs William said soothingly. "I'm not calling to cause any trouble. I just want to make sure that Dub is happy. And I think that you can make him happy."Linda was still apprehensive, but Mrs William's words had a calming effect on her. "I like Dub," Linda admitted. "But I don't want to cause any problems.""Don't worry about Amelia," Mrs William assured her. "She's not right for Dub. I've been looking for someone who can make him happy, and I think that person is you."Linda felt a spark of hope. She had never felt this way about anyone before, and the fact that Dub's mother was encouraging her made her feel like this could be real.Mrs William
Mr. and Mrs. Jeff were sitting on the couch in their living room, watching the evening news when their phone rang. Mrs Jeff picked up the phone, and a voice on the other end informed her that their son Donald was missing. "What do you mean he's missing?" Mrs Jeff exclaimed, feeling her heart racing with anxiety. "I mean we haven't seen or heard from him in two days," the voice said. "He's not at home, and his friends haven't seen him either." Mr Jeff grabbed the phone from his wife's hand and demanded more information from the caller. The caller informed him that they had filed a missing person report with the police, but so far, there had been no leads on Donald's whereabouts. And Mrs Jeff spent the next few days frantically searching for their son. They called his friends and coworkers, put up missing person posters around town, and even hired a private investigator to help with the search. As the days went by, the couple began to suspect foul play. They couldn't shake the feeli
Over the next few weeks, Dub noticed that he always saw Linda at his functions, and he wondered if she was stalking him. At first, he thought it was a coincidence, but after several occasions, he started to feel uneasy. He couldn't help but notice the way Linda was always trying to get his attention and how she would always make suggestive remarks to him.One evening, as Dub was driving home from a work function, Linda called him. "Hey, it's me, Linda. I just wanted to say I had a great time tonight," she said in a flirty tone.Dub sighed. "Look, Linda, I don't want to be rude, but I have a wife. I can't do this."Linda laughed. "Oh, Dub, you're so cute when you're trying to be a good husband. But we both know you want this."Dub was taken aback by her words. He couldn't believe how forward she was being. "I don't want this, Linda. Please stop calling me!"Linda didn't seem to hear him. "I'll see you at the next function, Dub. I can't wait to spend some more time with you."Dub hung u
Donald had never felt so helpless in his entire life. He was tied up in a small, dark room, with barely enough space to move around.His body was bruised and battered from the countless beatings he had received from Rodney's men. Every time he tried to escape, they would simply beat him even more.He had no idea why he was being held captive, or what Rodney wanted from him. All he knew was that he needed to find a way out, and fast. But the more he struggled, the more hopeless he felt.Hours turned into days, and Donald was losing track of time. He had no idea how long he had been trapped in that room, or whether anyone was even looking for him.He had given up hope of being rescued and had resigned himself to his fate.After a few days of being held hostage, Rodney himself came to visit him. Donald could barely recognize him at first, because of the sore in his eyes. He had been so badly beaten. But he could see the hatred in Rodney's eyes, and he knew that he was in serious trouble.
As Linda sat in front of Dub, her heart was pounding with nervousness. She had requested to see him to tell him that she was carrying his child, and the reaction she got was the last thing she had expected."I don't know what you're talking about," Dub said sternly, looking away from her. "I didn't sleep with you. It's impossible."Linda couldn't believe what she was hearing. How could he deny it? They had slept together on his honeymoon night at the hotel, and it was the only time they had been intimate.She had taken a pregnancy test and visited a doctor to confirm that she was indeed pregnant."Dub, please don't do this," Linda pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "I'm not lying to you. I'm carrying your child."Dub continued to deny it, his tone becoming more aggressive. "I don't have time for this. You're making things up to try and ruin my marriage. I won't stand for it."Linda felt devastated. She had never imagined that Dub would react this way. She had thought that he woul
Rodney sat in his dimly lit living room, his eyes fixed on the small television set in front of him, but his mind was elsewhere.He was yet to find out that Donald had escaped. He had put everything in place to make sure that Donald was killed, and all he was waiting for was feedback from the men he had asked to kill Donald. Rodney turned his attention to the man sitting across from him."Where are the others?" Rodney demanded, his voice low and menacing.The man shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable. "I don't know, sir. I haven't seen them since morning. They just disappeared."Rodney narrowed his eyes, studying the man's face for any signs of deception. "What about Donald? Has he been killed?" "Errmmm...I'm not sure." The man stammered looking down at the floor. "What do you mean you're not sure? Are you not one of those put in charge of him?!" Rodney asked in anger."Yes, you sent me on an errand, and by the time I returned, there was no trace of Donald or the two other men.
"Alright, I will. I promise to make you a part of my life as long as Amelia does not get to know about you and the baby." Dub said. Linda was happy that Dub had agreed to keep her in his life; however, she hesitated before answering. "I don't want to cause any problems for you, Dub, but I know I don't want to be shut out completely.I understand that you have a life with Amelia," she said. "However, I understand why you want to keep it a secret. Let's keep it between us for now."Dub let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Linda. I appreciate it."The both of them departed, but Dub couldn't stop thinking about the situation with Linda and the baby.As time went by, Dub found himself becoming more and more attracted to Linda. At first, it was just a casual interest, born out of the unusual circumstances that had brought them together. But as they spent more time together, he began to see her in a new light.It started with their conversations. They would talk for hours about everything