“Someone is here for you, boss.” Jackson said the moment Nathan arrived the living room. Nathan crashed on the couch. He had just taken a nap right after leaving phoenix media house. “I’m not expecting anyone.” He told Jackson and yawned afterwards. Jackson sighed. “You’ll be surprised to find out who it is.”Nathan hummed. “It’s Kelvin Tyson.” Jackson spat. Nathan’s brows went up. “Kelvin Tyson?” Jackson gave repeated nods. “I asked him whether he had an appointment with you but he insisted that I inform you that it was an emergency.”Nathan sat up. “Let him in.”“Are you sure?”“It’s fine Jackson. Let him inside.” Nathan maintained. When Jackson stepped out, he saw Kelvin at a corner by the entrance, rubbing his hands against each other anxiously. He had tousled his hair atop. “You can come in.” Jackson told Kelvin. Kelvin smiled. Jackson saw stars in Kelvin’s eyes. It was as if the response had given him a reason to be happy. Kelvin muttered an appreciation to Jackson an
“All set!” Mike told Nathan. Nathan adjusted his face mask and dashed out. He got into his G wagon and drove away with the convoy that had been on standby. It was the day of the election, the final lap where the president of the billionaire’s club will be declared. Nathan was dressed in one of his customized Alcantara suits, looking sharp as always. “Are you sure everything will go according to plan?” Nathan asked Mike after resting his back against the car seat. Mike glanced at his watch. “Our men are on standby. I’m sure Corrigan is on his way right now and by the time he hits the GreenWalk streets, he’ll be welcomed by our guys.”After Nathan and his loyal team met at dinner last night, they had agreed to launch an attack on Corrigan so a plan was set in motion. Nathan took a deep breath and stole a glance at his watch. The last lap of the election will kick off in less than an hour. “I assure you young master that today, you shall become the president of the billionaire’s c
Soon, more of Corrigan’s supporters sprang up to question Nathan’s leadership skills. Last night, while Nathan was meeting with his allies, Corrigan had met with his team and they also came to the event with a strategy. The strategy was to limit Nathan’s qualities with demeaning comments. Ryan was stunned by the chaos emanating. He needed to do something fast else the matter might escalate to a quarrel. “Excuse me my dear colleagues,” he called everyone’s attention through his microphone. “We are not here to argue or throw suggestions. I simply asked the contestants whether they had carried out their assignments so the response is up to them. I’ll appreciate it if no one interferes. Only the contestants will speak henceforth.”Corrigan abruptly stood up. There was a microphone strapped around his neck like Nathan’s for the purpose of responding to questions. “You are a man of honor Ryan. Don’t let the narrative change tonight.” Corrigan said and took off his dark spectacles. R
“You brought a gun inside here? What kind of a man are you?” Nathan spoke.Corrigan moved closer to Nathan with the gun directed at his head. “Keep your mouth shut you son of a bitch.”“I’m not scared of you.” Nathan fired back.“By the time I’m done with you, you won’t live to make such a statement again,” Corrigan said and cocked his gun. “All I have to do is pull the trigger and that’s it, Alex Alcantara will be history.”Nathan sighed.Corrigan flashed an evil smile. “So do you have any last words? I’m a man of honor therefore I can spare you a minute for a last speech.”“Speaking to you is like planting seeds in a dessert Corrigan. You are a despicable person.” Nathan replied and curled his lips in irritation.“Whatever. And guess what? I’ll ensure you die horribly. After I empty these bullets into your head, I’m going to take off your masks and hang you by the shower.”“A horrible death right? The kind of death you gave Dr. Edgar and all your one-time loyal friends.” Said Nathan
When Nathan and his crew stepped out of the bathroom, they were intercepted by Corrigan’s men outside.Corrigan’s chief guard hurried to the bathroom and was stunned at the spectacle before him. Jackson was dragging the lifeless Corrigan toward the door like a piece of shit.In a flash, the Alcantara guards quickly secured the bathroom and the hallway. They were heavily guarded.Nathan cleared his throat loudly and looked Corrigan’s chief security guard straight in the face. “If any of you dares to shoot, I’ll ask Jackson to kill your boss.”Seeing that they were not at an advantage, Corrigan’s men lowered their guns. Meanwhile, aside from the ones inside the hall, the guards had no idea about the ongoing commotion in the hall.As Corrigan’s men drew back, Jackson made his way back to the Hall dragging Corrigan while Nathan and his entourage followed.When they arrived at the hall, Nathan read the room. Everyone had shock spread across their faces. Nathan glanced at one of the screens
The crowd began to disperse while the electoral committee moved to a corner to converse. It was a case of emergency. McDonald, Gregor, Hose Luis, and other supporters of Nathan rallied around him to exchange congratulatory remarks and laud his brave actions.While McDonald and Gregor were speaking with the rest, Mike and Nathan moved to a corner. “Where’s Jackson?” Mike asked. “Off to ensure the other plan is a success,” Nathan replied. Mike placed a hand on Nathan’s left shoulder. “I’m so proud of you and I hope tonight favors us.”Nathan smiled. “When I said I was willing to do anything to get rid of Corrigan, I meant it. Tonight, Destiny shall favor me.”Mike gave repeated nods. “I believe so.”*** The special squad came with three vans to apprehend Corrigan after Ryan communicated with the State squad team. While Corrigan’s men were handcuffed and placed in one of the vans, their boss was kept in a separate van, surrounded by some members of the squad team with the leader.
“How’s she?” Mr. Jacob demanded.His wife shook her head and passed him the cup of coffee she just made for him. They moved away from the kitchen counter and entered the living room. “I think she needs time.” Mrs. Jacobs replied. Mr. Jacobs looked down the corridor leading to Avery’s room and sighed. “Well, she has to get over it. I’ve already started making arrangements for her post-graduate studies.”“Give her a break!” Mrs. Jacobs flared up. She palmed her forehead with her left hand and shook her head. “It’s been two weeks.”Mrs. Jacobs looked up to her husband with a tired expression. “I don’t think two weeks is enough for her to forget that boy or accept the fact that she’s in London and has to move on.”Mr. Jacob took a sip of his coffee and dumped the cup on the table. He then reached for his coat from the couch. “Just ensure she’s in a good state by next week. She needs to leave that room and start school.”Mrs. Jacobs folded her arms across her chest and stared at her hus
3 years later!“Smith!” her voice pierced into the room like a clarion call. He closed his eyes and remained by the door. The more she screamed for him, the harder he tightened his eyes shut as if he was going to prevent her voice from getting across to him. “Where are you? You son of a bitch!” she yelled. He then heard her footsteps thudding down the hallway and he knew she was coming to get him. It didn’t matter to her whether there were dozens of servants to attend to her. She always ensured she put him to use whenever she wanted. He knew that staying in the room with closed eyes wasn’t going to prevent him from the inevitable. She was going to barge in, hurl insults at him, and dole out instructions and he wouldn’t dare fail to carry them out. “I’m right here. I was just getting dressed.” He said and then pushed the door open. He pretended to adjust the sleeve of his shirt. He shut the door and rested his back against it. She eyed him from head to toe, her eyes filled wit