On Monday morning, the sun appeared friendly in the sky, and the environment saw a multitude of business dudes going to their different workplaces.However, the day wasn't going to appear good and reasonable for Armstrong and Kelvin. That morning, the office saw different scenes of files passing through different hands and tables. Behold, a few minutes after the contract was signed by Kelvin, and previously approved by Armstrong, cheerful conversations filled the company atmosphere"Congratulations friend, we have done it" They shook hands passionately and merried for joy.Also, many of their compatriots who are also staff of the company, celebrated the good news with them, and by influence, they posted it on social media and it was quickly published on different News firms."I'm happy for you Kelvin," Armstrong said"Thank you very much my greatest boss, without you this can't be possible," Kelvin said.Both friends walked up to Armstrong's office and there, they were happy as they i
Armstrong and Kelvin were driven in the car by their bodyguards, to his grandfather's house 'Mr Hopkins, and arriving there, they were disappointed with what they saw as they became more confused."What's going on around here?"Armstrong asked as he saw some medical teams with an ambulance hanging around the vicinity."I don't think all is well. Everywhere is crowded and the atmosphere is not friendly"Kelvin said.However, they entered the mansion and saw some group of medical team lying Mr Hopkins on the stretcher, taking him out of the room, to be helped into the ambulance."What's happening here? Armstrong asked yet again"Damn, today is too disgusting for me"Kelvin muttered, as he cleaned the sweat running out from his face. His Appearances alone spoke much of his present frustrations and the troubles bothering him inside.Meanwhile, Armstrong pressurized with his question "I said what is happening to my grandfather" He angrily asked a senior medical personnel."I am sorry sir,
They were both dispatched to their various location with a heartful of grief.However, Kelvin kept in mind whatever had previously happened that day and the words of Armstrong to himself. As he got to his destination, he was welcomed by Georgia who was patiently waiting for his arrival"Oh goodness, you're back sweetheart. How was the day? I guess it was cool" She welcomed"Well, I can say so anyway" He responded with a different clone face."Your face seems not to be bright today. What's the matter"?She asked"It's based on the contracts""And what about it"?"It has been put on pending for the arrival of the master""I don't understand you. I thought you and the company had agreed and signed the job. So, like what is happening? What do you mean it has been placed on pending?"Yeah, three hours after it was signed, Henry who is currently the acting president, later informed us of the latest development from the master," He said with an antagonizing face. However, Georgia kept her ga
The don, after saying this, immediately left to execute another mission. However, Kelvin's urge to bring his ambitions into materialization, stirred him to remain strong and proceed with his intentions."Oh, the President is a dangerous one, right? I see. Anyone dangerous can still be pulled down and I certainly know what to do" He said to himself.He then walked around his parlor and finally came to a conclusion, as he took the pictures that were given to him by the don, and the videos and went into his secret Chambers to get acquainted with them.Now sitting on a chair, he opened the pictures one after the other and saw his targeted enemy."Oh, is this the person that has been giving us sleepless nights? oh, this one? I can deal with this one"He brazed his phone and played the videos that were transferred to him and some other videos from the CD, where he watched several moves concerning the new PresidentHe laughed and smiled happily."This one is a small boy. I know exactly what
"I don't care who he is or what his name might look like but before two days, finish him up," Kelvin said, as he watched Gideon leaving his premises.In his mind, the name George Hopkins troubled him"Which of the George? The George I know is a punk, a reached fellow, and a nuisance in the community" He said to himself"If it was that one, I would have strangled him a long time ago but this George seems to be a terrible person" He went into the room and browsed the internet, checking George Hopkins and after he was done, he discovered that the George Hopkins that was spoken to him of was the one whose picture he is currently holding"Oh, I see. This ugly fellow is even a real personality" He cross-checked the pictures and weighed them with the ones he'd seen online, and was now certain. However, thirty minutes later, he called on the don and also commissioned him immediately to assassinate the said George Hopkins.He called on another and commissioned him as well"You and your men
For some time now, Armstrong has been keeping himself away from the public as he rarely visits his office as usual. He knew that his influences ended the very day Henry started to serve as an acting president on behalf of George.However, his influence was about to be formatted from the company's history, when his file was opened. Apart from this, he has been sending spies and assassins to track down George whom he doesn't even know, and the responses that he receives are the same feedback that was given to him by Kelvin, his best friend.His eyes finally came open when he knew that the person he was dealing with could be wiser than him. Thus on a Monday morning, he was surprised to be given an unexpected visit by some security personnel."Good morning sir," An inspector greeted me."Good morning sir, and how can I help you," Armstrong asked"I am Inspector Daniel from the State police department, and I have been directed to you"Armstrong looked at him and saw the many officers that
Meanwhile Kelvin, on the other hand, had a bad day at the same time Armstrong was on trial.That morning, he was obsessed with the situation on the ground and he earnestly prayed that his plans would work the way he had planned. He thought deeply about the next news that might get to him because it appeared to him that anything could happen at any time. He earnestly prayed in his mind that a disheartening eventuality would not come his way anytime soon. while he was roaming in his thoughts, "Good morning sir. I am currently at the supermarket"Don one of his trusted assassins talked with him"Oh that's great, and I believe it's well with you?""yes it is but do you mind sending me some cash? for me to pay my debt""How much are we talking about here?""It's $200""Alright, kindly forward me your account number and I'll transfer it as soon as possible to you"Kelvin instructedA few seconds time, Don's account number was transferred to the given device. For Kelvin; before him, he sees
The next day Tuesday, George visited his grandfather Mr Hopkins while he was in the hospital. The last time they wanted to have some conversations, it proved abortive because Mr Hopkins's phone couldn't connect with his.Since then, he has been wondering what was going on with his grandfather. He knew that people were after him and that he was being monitored and that was why he decided to take the slow pace before exposing himself to the outer world.He got to know deeply about his grandfather's health condition while browsing the internet and also, reading it in the newspaper. Since then, he has been speaking with key personnel and a few relatives but tried as much as possible for him to hide himself away from Armstrong and his family. He had a better plan."Father good morning. I am very sorry that I couldn't come all the way to check on you""Oh, George it's you. I understand my son"The old man answered him while lying on the sick bed. His face and muscle sucked into his body and
The president Harryson,after hearing from Miss.Olive,was not convince whether she would properly handle the case just as she promised. According to the president,if a person like George was been capable of being hurt successfully, then,there is no safe person in the country. Thus, while Miss. Olive handle the situation on ground,the president also informed the country's security to look into the matter. The situation was really a pathetic one in the country,that brought the hearts of many wailing and mourning. They wished that it was another person that should be abducted,and not George. George's grandparents Mr.and Mrs.Hopkins,were greatly saddened about the news. Apart from them having feelings for him like they should,they were also, been worried about the state of the 'Hopkins Group of company because once George is defeated,the company's pride and strength,will also be defeated. The next day at exactly 6:30am,police and many other security personnel a,filled Henry's environmen
Finally,the mysteries of all events in and out of Georges life,was gradually coming to an end. He has been justified by the law court and before everyone,that he is not guilty of all offence that was leveled against him.Both him and the general public,felt pity for Armstrong,Kelvin, Michael and Sophia based on the 40 years judgement that was passed against them,by the court. But the truth remains that there is nothing anyone else, could do about it because the truth has been exposed and justice has been executed..George after spending several days in his mansion,as he was deeply feeling for them,decided to move out with only two of his escorts,to purchase new vehicles. His wedding with his lover'Miss. Olive’, was just there days away from now,and he wanted to appear great on that day.He wanted every of his materials on that day,to be newly purchased. He has suffered a lot. Suffered in the hands of family members, external personels,and in the hands of love and so,he promised himsel
The shocking revelation reverberated through the wood-paneled walls of the courtroom, evoking a collective gasp. Already charged with financial crimes, Kelvin Armstrong's friend, and Sophia now faced even more serious charges: planning the deaths of George's parents. A mixture of astonishment, incredulity, and sick interest cracked the air.With a stern resolve on his face, George sat in the front row, silently finding strength in Olivia's hand. The realization tore up old scars; it was a reality he'd always suspected but never verified. In spite of the years of lying, justice was finally at hand, and a glimmer of grim delight appeared in his eyes among the wave of misery.The prosecution painstakingly put together the horrific reality, buoyed by a pile of recently discovered evidence. They revealed a story as contorted as the coil of a serpent. It was discovered that Sophia and George's father, Jethro, had been having a covert affair. Driven by a desire for vengeance and a cunning
The news that Kelvin Armstrong, friend, and Sophia had been detained by Russian officials sent a shockwave over the world's news networks. Those who were acquainted with the Armstrong name and their complex web of deception shuddered at this unexpected turn of events.The world was aware of Russia's tense ties with the West. The country strongly defended its own, and there was widespread mistrust of any alleged outside meddling. When it came to those who were thought to pose a danger to national security or had a hint of Western influence, they weren't beyond breaking the law. Because of this, Russia came to be seen as an unbreakable fortress that was beyond the reach of the long arm of international law. Russia's borders provided commanders and others in legal difficulties in the West with a safe haven and a shelter from responsibility.But this time, circumstances were different. There was a lot of guesses in the news reporting. The vast Russian countryside seemed to be being swep
Excitement was in the air as George took in the lavish ballroom. The long tables were covered in soft white tablecloths and beautifully placed flower arrangements, all bathed in a warm glow from the sun streaming through the large windows. It was just a few days away from his wedding to Olivia, the lady who made his life brighter again.For the first time in ages, George had a true feeling of calmness descend over him. All of the hardships of the previous several months, including the conflict with Armstrong and Mr. Joseph's slander campaign, appeared to take a backseat. Olivia had been his defence through the storm, her unfailing support and contagious optimism.Now he watched her, her dazzling smile lighting up the room as she spoke to the wedding coordinator about the finishing details. She looked stunning and happy, wearing a flowing white dress that provided a sneak peek at her wedding gown. Wordless affection filled George's heart to overflowing. He was eager for them to beg
Tension boiled in the air when Georgia's father, Mr. Joseph, padded into the courtroom. He seemed pale and wan, a long cry from the gregarious businessman he had previously been. His relationship with Armstrong, particularly in the defamation campaign against George, had forced him to confront the repercussions of his deeds.Under Ms. Davis, George's attorney,'s stern glare, Mr. Joseph moves uneasily and restlessly while seated at the defense table. Ms. Davis, a strong lady renowned for her piercing wit and unshakable commitment to her clients, did not take long to present her case."Mr. Joseph," she said in a loud and crisp voice, "you stand accused of collaborating with the notorious Daniel Armstrong to make up a defamatory documentary about my client, Mr. George Hopkins."The overweight attorney representing Mr. Joseph, whose face was always strained, cleared his throat. "Your Honour," he shot back. "Mr. Joseph was only acting based on facts he thought to be accurate. He was unawa
Still, a little bit of doubt gnawed at the margins of George's newly determined determination. Even when the obligations were paid off, a feeling of justice was still unsatisfied. There was a simmering sense that his uncles, now free men again, still had the capacity to cause problems. Yes, they were reprimanded, but leopards don't completely alter their spots. George still had a secret weapon in his sleeve—an ace that would eventually bring them to ruin. They may pretend to be sorry or show signs of humility, but he would see right through them. He was aware that their desire for riches and power persisted, like a ticking time bomb ready to go off.Meanwhile, another type of tension simmered in the air behind the antiseptic walls of the military jail. Seated opposite his imprisoned son Armstrong was a haggard man with a haunting expression in his eyes: Mr. Daniel Armstrong's father. The older Armstrong's eyes filled with tears, and the harsh fluorescent light glinted off them. Shame
The military prison facility's impersonal white walls made Armstrong feel insignificant. The luxurious furnishings and soft carpeting from his former confinement cell have vanished. Here, concrete was king and the sole decoration was a single fluorescent bulb that flickered and gave him a sickly, ugly glow.His thoughts were filled with the picture of Mrs. Janeth's stern glare, a terrifying reminder of his demise. In his isolation, bitterness was a continual companion, eating away at him. That George, his own cousin, had turned him in was beyond shocking to him. It brought back memories of a carefree, youthful period of life. George, beaming and teasing, the familial tie appearing indestructible. But that George was long dead, long since replaced by a man whose sense of justice and duty had hardened him. When Armstrong was originally discovered engaging in questionable activities directed against the Hopkins Group, which was led by George's father at the time, pardon had been grante
The sound of gunshots reverberated around the deserted warehouse. Mrs. Janeth huddled behind a stack of boxes, her heart a frenzied drum solo on her ribs. Angry lights shooting from across the room revealed dust motes dancing in the air. George's security system, a well-oiled apparatus refined for just these kinds of circumstances, was engaged in a vicious dance with Armstrong's men.The sharp sting of cordite and the metallic flavour of gunpowder filled the air. Mrs Janeth heard bullets squeak past her head and sink into the corrugated metal walls with a horrible thud. The guttural roar of automatic guns and the anguished screams of the injured broke the staccato pattern of firing.Colonel Petrov and his tactical battalion proceeded with well-honed precision across the large, open area. Their motions were lethal and precise, like those of ghosts in the shadows. Their guns fired in short, deliberate bursts that quickly and precisely neutralised Armstrong's soldiers. The sound of metal