Chapter One Hundred And Forty-Four.“It is my pleasure to thank the great political kings of this country, for considering this great honor on me. I am one of the least among everyone in this country, but you've made it a privilege for me, to have this national award.However, I can't say less and I can't say much, because this honor of recognition, is never of my making.The humanitarian services you think I'm carrying out, are not actually a big deal. It is also not a good thing to do. Under common sense, it is what we regard as the ‘right thing’ to do.I have tried every possible best to make sure that I shield my services out of public attention but it wasn't really possible.On behalf of my humble self and my family, I say a big 'Thank You’, for this recognition”.The crowd stood up and clapped their hands, immediately he was done with his words. George at this point, was the most popular celebrity in his country because his new national recognition as an ambassador of peace fin
Chapter One Hundred And Forty-Five.Days later, both George and his three uncles appeared once again in the law court. The case between them was still ongoing since no definite outcome had been resolved but meanwhile, his three uncles would remain in the police custody until the court gave its final verdict.This was because his uncles were not only charged for their misconduct against George but also, against the country's security, when they sponsored thousands of persons to protest.Such acts were possible to destroy the peace of the country. This is why the government was involved in such a case. Thus, their hearing in the law court continued.“Standing on existing protocols, we would proceed with this case as soon as possible. The three Hopkins sons have been charged with fraudulent practice against their nephew George, and the government.To the opposing counterparts, what do you have to say concerning this?”The judge asked George's lawyer, who had been patiently waiting to def
The same day that their case was going on in the law court, the same day Sophia would speak with her compatriots. She was no longer comfortable being in the prison and if not the way things are currently, she was supposed to be released out of where she was being held.Everything was no longer working as they had previously planned. She wanted to know what was going on and so, she requested to speak with Georgia, her best friend.She placed this request, through the prison officials, who acknowledged it.Their countries' laws permit for prisoners to speak with their loved ones even though they were in confinement.All they needed to do was to place the order, and the said person they would like to talk with, will be presented to them through the prison officials; who would arrange a meeting for them.Georgia finally came to the prison, and was seen sitting on a chair discussing privately with Sophia.“You've really changed a lot. This prison where you are, has taken away your joy an
Sophia's desperation to leave the prison, was about to be answered, but who knows what the outcome might be? The thoughts of her leaving or escaping through any available means were filled in her heart, as she finds it difficult to divert her attention from such.The universe finally smiled at her, when she woke up the next day, to hear the kind of news she had been waiting for.A prison guard walked up to her and said.“I have a message for you madam”.She was filled with suspenseful thinking, and not knowing what to do or say. She thought another problem had been discovered again by the security agencies, not knowing that her secret prayers were about to be answered.With the kind of thoughts running through her mind, she looked at the prison official, who was dressed in his appropriate brown uniform, and holding a rifle.“Who are you and what do you want from me?”She asked.“You don't need to know me? All you need to know is what I have to inform you” The man responded.His face wa
Sophia was convinced beyond every reasonable doubt that Armstrong would get her out of prison. Of course, he would.She observed the face of the prison guard who recently came to check on her. It was as if, he had been sleeping. His eyes were pure red and in fact, he didn't seem to be like one who was in his right sense.“What must have happened to him? Why does he seem to act strangely?”All these, she asked herself.While all this was happening, Kelvin was also attended to by another man from the same group that was sent by Armstrong. He has been informed of the proposed planned attack and anticipated such.There was no assurance of hope and peace in the end; even though they would have to remain in Russia all through their lives.Meanwhile, the general election in the country will be in two days. Everyone was patiently anticipating for it to come. The political weather was currently cold and gentle because no one knew who would come out victoriously.The two major political opponen
Both George and the chief journalist who was addressing the nation were praised by many in the country. They spoke at length, as they dug out so many issues affecting and rising in the country. Their words were non-supportive and not against any political opponents because they knew the rules of the political games.George's presence in the newsroom automatically reminded people of President Harrison. They knew that both the president and George are currently good friends.President Harrysons political counterparts wanted to raise cases against George but didn't have strong points against him because George's words were purely plain and generalized. They even thought of accusing President Harrison of motivating and sending George to speak in the press; whereas, George did it on his own accord.George knew what he did. His mission, plans, and thoughts, were to campaign for his friend president Harryson, without the people suspecting him.The deal was finally done, and even before the e
The day of the election,finally came to pass,with the spirits of hopes of good tidings,saturating the countries atmosphere.It was indeed,a hot election because such has never been observed on the country before. All the past years of election in the country,has experienced their own fires and weather but this particular one,appeared to be something different due to how unique it is.That day,every registered electorate,came out and happily participated with clear mind. It was a good time and a great opportunity to change the destiny of their country for good.Both the political compatriots of president Harryson,and the stateman 'Donald’, never expected much people to participate in the election because everyone has different reasons that was previously given,for them not to participate.Not until the likes of George Hopkins,had to come out to boosten the morales of all electorate,through his speech and conversations with the journalist few days ago.Although many people already knew
Meanwhile,while everyone was happily participating in the general election,Henry was not happy about the turn out of events. He was sad because the way he planned things, wasn't the way it was actually happening. He refused to participate in the countries general election because he considered it a waste of time to him. He hated George and the countries political leaders because he sees them as one friends in the same cabals. He doesn't wish to have anything to have with them because he knows that he wouldn't have any thing good to benefit from them. He was seen in his room, sitting down on a sofa,and thinking of his past days. As he sat to think,the thoughts of how he was been loved along with his siblings, was brought to his memory. He could remember how peaceful and harmonious his family was before the coming of George and his troubles. He remembered how his parents used to treat and love them. Well;Henry without any false doubts, came out from a wealthy family and as a bl
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