Since Melissa returned to Parker city, she never visited Donald's parents' house, nor did Donald visit Melissa's parents' house. The both of them communicated over the phone most of the time. It was Saturday and Donald usually used his Saturdays to rest and hang out with friends. This fateful Saturday, he decided that he and Melissa would see each other. So he picked up his phone to dial her number. "Hello, Mel. What are your plans for today?" Donald asked. "Well, I'll be cleaning up the house and having some rest today," Melissa replied. "Alright then. I thought we could hang out with each other today," Donald said. "Why not? That's very fine with me. I think that will make my Saturday," Melissa responded. "Alright, then. So where should we meet?" Donald asked. "Why don't we meet at your house today? All this while, you come over to my house so it's time for me to know your house today," Donald said. Melissa still lived with her parents."Not yet, Donald. You can always come and v
"What?" Rick and Betty looked behind to see who had just spoken. "Donald?" Rick looked in shock. Melissa had tried everything possible for Donald to leave the house after Betty saw him. But he had driven halfway along the road when he suddenly changed his mind. "Melissa, why are you doing this? It's obvious your Mum knows me, peradventure through the news. She thinks I'm dead or something, so why don't you let me prove that it's me? Many people need to know that I'm still alive. It's painful when I think people believe that I am dead when I am alive," Donald said. He believed that many people in Parker city who knew that he was missing were yet to believe that he had been found and was still alive. And he believed that Melissa's parents were one of those in that category. "So, this...this...emmm...young man is still alive," Rick said. He wanted to call Donald an idiot, but he felt that it wasn't going to be wise to let Donald know their intentions. He could suspect them of the ki
"Knowing that Donald is still alive makes me sad every passing day. I won't be happy until that young man is dead," Betty told her husband. "I can now see why the men's numbers were no longer going through. They found it difficult to tell me that Donald had not been killed..." "Now that we know that he's alive. We have to do something quickly. I have a plan," Mrs Yale interrupted. "What's it?" Rick asked his wife, but she ignored his question and walked out of his sight. Then she dialled a number on her phone. "Hello, Melissa. Can I see you this evening?" Betty asked. "Okay, Mum. I'm not sure, but I'll try," Melissa responded as she hung up on the phone. Betty and Melissa had now made peace and had begun to interact again as mother and daughter, but Rick was still furious with Melissa and wasn't ready to see her. When it was evening, Melissa arrived at her parents' house. As soon as she entered the compound, she saw her Mum in the garden. "Hi, Mum." Melissa greeted as she approa
Dub proposed to Amelia and was now willing to marry her, coupled with his father's encouragement. Even though his mother and siblings discouraged him from the decision to marry Amelia, he was ready to do what would make him happy. Over the years, he had been so proud and hostile to people who were of a lower status than him, but through Amelia, he had become better at relating with people of a lower status than himself. Even the staff of Kelfort noticed the change in Dub. Dub had made his plans known to Amelia, and Amelia had demanded that Dub see her parents, so they fixed a day when the both of them would travel to Parker city to go and see Amelia's Mum. They were to travel very early on Saturday morning, and return before Monday morning so that they could resume work. It was Saturday morning. Amelia and Dub met at the airport and later that afternoon, they arrived at Parker city. Dub and Amelia boarded a taxi down to Amelia's house. Dub could not remember the last time he boar
The Yales, especially Mrs Yale was displeased that she was unable to poison Donald as planned, so they looked for every other means possible to get to Donald. Rick and Betty were on their way out in their small car. Over time, they had been managing the car because they couldn't afford a better and bigger one yet. While Rick was driving the car, the engine suddenly stopped. He tried to start it again but it didn't respond this time around, so he became very furious. That is the more reason why I can never forgive that idiot, Albert. He has all it takes to help us, but he refused to. Look at this old rickety car that I've been struggling with for years now, I cannot change it because he refuses to help our family. He has seen me in the car on different occasions, but it never dawned on him that he could buy me a new car. It pains more that the business deal we had together those times never resulted in anything worthwhile," Rick said regrettably. "Don't worry. We'll get back to tho
Amelia's Mum, Mrs Cox, was in her room lying on her bed and listening to the radio when she heard her phone ring. She noticed that it was an international number, so she wondered who it was, as she picked up the call. "Hello, am I speaking with Mrs Lilian Cox?" the female voice asked. "Yes, you are." "Ermmm... something is bothering my mind so much that I need to tell you Ma. I haven't had my peace for a while now, that was why I decided to call you," the voice said. "You haven't even introduced yourself. Can I know you please?" Amelia asked. "I'm Nurse Toya. I don't know if you still remember that name," the voice said. "Yes of course. Aren't you the same person who delivered Amelia at her birth?" Mrs Cox asked. "Yes, I am. I was the midwife who helped you on that fateful day, the 5th of July, 2002." "Alright. Is there any problem?"Mrs Cox asked. "Ah...I just want you to find a place in your heart to forgive me. I didn't want to do what I did, but I was under pressure to do it. I
Mr and Mrs Yale believed that one of the two men who died was Donald. After the incident, Donald feared Melissa more. "There's something about that young lady that I don't know about. She's either around to help or tell me when something bad is happening or about to happen," Donald thought to himself as he lay down on the bed in his room. It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, so he took out some time to rest. After a while, he picked up his phone and began to dial a number. Within a short while, the phone was picked up at the other end. "Hey, Donald!" "Hi, Melissa!" Donald responded. "How are you today?" Donald asked. "I'm fine. And you?' Melissa asked. "I'm fine too." "You promised to tell me that you would let me know how you got to know that something bad would happen along Boulelings road," Donald said. "Really? Did I say anything like that?" Melissa asked. "Of course, yes." "Well, if you remember very vividly. I only told you that I perceived that something not good would happen th
The Yales had already begun to suspect that Donald was not killed. Betty remembered that anytime someone died in her family, they always called for a meeting. She didn't take cognizance of that the last time, if not she would have known that Donald was still alive. All this while, she had been expecting that they called a meeting, or better still, they called her about Donald's death, but it never happened that way. No one called her. So she decided to speak with her husband about it. "I doubt if Donald is dead. Because if he is, I'm sure someone would have called me from the family to tell me about it. Let us make our findings correct. Donald is not dead," Betty told her husband. "But do you think that the assassins would be lying to me? They said they compared the person in the picture to who they were seeing before they killed him. Those guys are very experienced, so they don't do a stupid job," Rick told his wife. "Wait, why should we even act like confused people? Why can't w