Troy dashed out of the hospital room.“Where are you going?." Teress called after him, he clearly heard her but then he didn't stop. He just kept running.Teress fell on her chair and wiped her eyes, she coughed and cleared her throat. She glanced at the door wondering if she played her part perfectly, she went to stand in front of the window.“Troy, one day you'll look back at this day and see how much I have helped you " Teress said to herself. " I needed to get that golddigger out of your life." She remembered what had happened clearly. Some minutes after Troy had left, Vivienne had woken up.“Where is Troy?." She asked Teress.“Why are you asking?." Teress asked her acidly.Vivienne searched the room, she was scared of Teress, her glare sent chills down her spine and also she felt very intimidated." Please I just want to know where he is, that's all." Vivienne admitted. “He left, he's gone." Teress replied her.“Gone, gone to where?." Vivienne asked in confusion sitting stra
Troy trusted the words of Vivienne because she hardly ever lied and whenever she did, it was for an important cause.He wondered if he should really act upon his anger.“It's just going to be temporary." He thought to himself. He knew very well that the anger that ran through him right now was only temporary, but he wondered if he would have been able to forgive Teress if he didn't find Vivienne.He wondered what his anger would make him do to her if Vivienne had ended up committing suicide.He turned to Vivienne, she looked weak, her lips were still chapped and there were very dark circles under her eyes.She hugged her arms, shivering because of the cold breeze.“Come." Troy told her gesturing to his car. She lifted her eyes from his car to look at him. It was like a dream to her.Troy the janitor now owns a multi million dollar car.“Your car us beautiful." She told him with a half smile. She was so awed she didn't know how to smile again. “Thank you." He told her.Teress was not
Troy trusted the words of Vivienne because she hardly ever lied and whenever she did, it was for an important cause.He wondered if he should really act upon his anger.“It's just going to be temporary." He thought to himself. He knew very well that the anger that ran through him right now was only temporary, but he wondered if he would have been able to forgive Teress if he didn't find Vivienne.He wondered what his anger would make him do to her if Vivienne had ended up committing suicide.He turned to Vivienne, she looked weak, her lips were still chapped and there were very dark circles under her eyes.She hugged her arms, shivering because of the cold breeze.“Come." Troy told her gesturing to his car. She lifted her eyes from his car to look at him. It was like a dream to her.Troy the janitor now owns a multi million dollar car.“Your car us beautiful." She told him with a half smile. She was so awed she didn't know how to smile again. “Thank you." He told her.Teress was not
“Francis has escaped." The man informed Troy fearfully.Troy pulled the phone from his ear and glanced at the number on the screen, just to make sure that he was really calling the right person.It felt like a prank... A joke... A dream.“S-sir, are you th-there?." The voice stuttered.Troy was silent, he did not have any reply." We're sorry that it happened, but it was honestly a big mistake. We're going out in search for him to bring him back Into our custody." “I don't understand, how the heck did it happen in the first place!." Troy yelled, his voice almost deafened the man on the other end who was holding the phone to his ear. Teress and Vivienne were equally scared, Vivienne had never in the three years of being married to Troy, witness him this angry.Teress on the other hand has witnessed him angry and she knew that whenever he was angry, no one should step in his way.She kept shut on the couch and watched him, he was pacing and yelling into the phone, constantly asking an
Troy drove to the warehouse, when he walked in, the chair that Francis was formerly tied on was in the same place it was when he left, but he was really gone.“Mr Troy." The hit man said with a shaky voice coming out of the shadows and walking towards Troy.“Where are your men?." He asked the man.Troy knew that the man wouldn't have anything to do with helping Francis escape, he knew how much he would be loosing and he knew better than to mess with him, but someone else unhinged and greedy could do it... Some or all of his men. “They ran away sir " the man told Troy.He was sweating profusely, his face, neck and arms were covered in sweat.“What is that supposed to mean?." Troy asked, trying his best to keep his temper under control.The man cleared his throat.“Apparently they heard our conversation earlier and when I checked, they had all gone." The man said.Troy felt anger but he quickly dispensed the anger, Francis could wait another day.He turned away and left the warehouse,
Alloy's fingers had to be amputated, the jailer was untouched by the news. He had threatened Alloy that if he reported his case, he would make his life in the cell a complete nightmare.Alloy had seen just a little of what he could do, he made up his mind that he would not report the jailer but he also made you his mind that he could not spend another day in the hotel.It was night time and he was cuffed to the hospital bed. It was a very cheap hospital, most of the doctors here were even uneducated.He was not surprised because the law would not spend any money on him because he was a criminal. Slowly, Alloy climbed out of the bed, he knew very well that there were two officers sitting outside his door, so he was extremely quiet.He had a plan but he did not know if it would work, he was not going to break the cuff, it was impossible, so he was going to break the bed that the cuffs were clinging to.He tried once, it made a very loud sound, he was scared thinking that he had been ca
Teress was walking to the living room, just then Troy was walking into the house. His eyes fell on her, she was in the staircase, her breath caught in her throat, he was very handsome and she was drinking I'm the glorious image of him. For a moment his eyes stayed on her before he turned away and sat on the couch, she walked towards him.“Teress," he started, she felt her heart hammering against her chest. “Why did you do it?." He asked her.“Do what?." She asked feigning confusion.“Don't play dumb with me Tee, we go further than that." He cautioned her and she threw her eyes on her lap, speechless.“I didn't see you limp while you were walking down the stairs." He told her and her eyes flew up to meet his, she had completely forgotten about the fake injury and he had caught her.“I'm... I'm so sorry Mr Troy." Teress apologized in a heart beat.“I forgave you long ago... But why did you do it, why did you send Vivienne away when you know what she just went through?." He asked her, h
Troy regarded Teress for a moment but he doesn't even show his suspicion.“Mr Ford dropped by to see how things are going." She said still with her nervous smile.“Okay." Troy said.Her brows shot together.“Won't you ask questions?." She asked him.“Am I supposed to ask questions?." Troy asked her and she immediately laughed nervously. “No." She said and when Troy nodded, she had no other option than to climb the stairs.Troy went back inside and found Vivienne staring at the screen but he wondered if she was even watching the TV. “Hey " he told her and her head still remaining glued.He tapped her shoulders, the moment his hands came in contact with her skin, she jerked.“Oh, sorry." She apologized nervously scratching her hair.“Are you Okay?." Troy asked her and she nodded her head.“I'm fine." She said.“What about Teress, did you find her?." Vivienne asked Troy and he nodded.“I did." He told her and she smiled." Vivienne, you can tell me anything, you know that, right?." Tro