“Hello, who am I speaking with?” Mr. Moe asked the moment he picked up an incoming call from an unknown number.He had been waiting delightfully for the moment Barrister Harry and Alexander would get back to him. On notes about how they had successfully carried out the assignment that morning. He was seated with Jasper right beside him as Mr. Moe sipped from his glass of wine.“This is Officer Ken from the York City Police Department. Am I speaking with Mr. Moe Alex?” The voice from the other end said.With that, Mr. Moe could sense there could possibly be a problem but he had to compose his tone in a calm and peaceful manner: “Of course, I am. So, how can I help you?”“Your attention is needed in police custody now.”“For what exactly? Do you think I am some criminal or something you could just call up as you wish?” Mr. Moe blurted out immediately.“I never said that to you, sir.“There are some accusations, and all that is needed is for you to come to answer some questions regardin
“What was that?” Mr. Andrew asked out of the blues the moment Mrs. Nelly had dropped the call off with Mr. Moe.“Yes, he is the one,” she replied with an unfazed expression on her face.“What did he say? I think I heard him mention going to the police station. What for?” Mr. Andrew goes on to ask, as he could not stop the negative feelings, that something was going to happen that took over the better side of him. He wasn't quite sure of what to think, but then he could also read clearly, a few disappointed looks on Mrs. Nelly’s face.“That guy must have found his way out. How could he? Who does he think he is that can't be tampered with?” Mr. Andrew blurted out, but this time with a high tone that pointed out that he was so upset.“Since the police that called my husband didn't specifically mention that, we can't be too sure; you know it might be mixed up somewhere. Let's say it's for something else. Let's just keep our fingers crossed and be hopeful.”All the effort she made to make
Mrs. Nelly stormed into her husband's room in a hurry the moment she got into the house early that morning. “Good day, sweetheart. I have been calling you since yesterday evening after I felt you should be back from the police station. Moreover, this morning, you still didn't pick up my call,” she explained, looking at Mr. Moe’s hard face while he remained speechless.She continued, “I called Jasper to inquire from him what was wrong, and he didn't pick up the call as well. I even thought something must have happened to you, and I had to rush down here now, as it was already late when I called last night. What is the problem?”“Take a look at this,” Mr. Moe finally said, handing over a parcel containing some hard copies of pictures to her.Mr. Moe had received the parcel the previous day from Jasper, the moment he got back from the police station.Jasper had informed him that the security man received it from an unknown source, who claimed that Mr. Andrew gave him the parcel to delive
“If you don't want me to have trust issues with you in this marriage, you need to sell your house,” Mr. Moe said thoughtfully, just the way he had pondered the idea in his mind.Mrs. Nelly would rather live fully with her husband, just for peace to reign. So she didn't need to argue that. “It's fine; I will do that. I will sell it as long as you are willing to forgive me, my love. Even if you want me to put it up for sale today, I will do that.”She was ready to change this time and was also eager to work on that. All she needs to do is adopt a new behavior from the moment on, as she thought of staying away from Mr. Andrew.Mrs. Nelly could read that her husband had forgiven her from the way he spoke to her.She stood up from where she had kneeled all along and went to hug her husband, who was seated on his bed. “Thank you, sweetheart; I promise I won't let you down again.”“One thing is promising, while another is keeping the promise. I only hope you will keep to it because, from now
“Have you heard anything about Barrister Harry and Alexander after they were arrested here?” Jack asked in an expressionless tone, yet his facial expressions convey some concern.“I mean, what is their fate now?”“What else will be their fate if not going to jail?” Blade uttered indifferently with an unbothered expression.In his mind, he feels that whatever their fate is, they deserve it. Having accepted to go that far to scam Jack was something punishable by law, as far as he was concerned.“So, then, you mean they didn't find it necessary to explain to the police who got them to involve themselves in the act?” Jack questioned tentatively.“They did, but you should know Mr. Moe better by now. Well, Officer Ken let me know that Mr. Moe was invited to the station, and he came.”Jack’s brows furrowed as he thought of what the outcome of Blade gist would be. And so, he listened with keen interest.Blade continued, “But then he denied ever having anything to do with the culprits, and sin
Jasper was the one who actually met Luciano on his way back from his long walking exercise routine. The moment Jasper got back, he had to get to where his boss, Mr. Moe, was.“This one, you are beaming with joy; what is the secret, did you just win a jackpot?” Mr. Moe questioned Jasper when he noticed he approached him with smiles all over his face.“I got someone who is reliable to assist us; he is one of the housekeepers in Jack’s house.” Jasper explained to his boss as he sat down on a couch next to his boss, in the kicimg room.“How are you sure that this person can do the job? What if he just wants to collect money and still not do anything?” Mr. Moe interjected with piqued curiosity as his brows furrowed, his frustration evident in his tone.“He will; besides, he gave me his trust by saying I shouldn't pay him now until he completes the job.”“Wow!” Mr. Moe exclaimed in surprise as he breathed out a sigh of relief. This seemed relatively surreal; it was as if he were the one wh
Jack got back from work earlier than usual that very day; he couldn't wait for his normal closing time as Blade needed his attention at home.He just needed to put his things together and get back home immediately, as Blade sounded rather urgent over the phone, although he knew why anyway.The moment Jack reached home, he couldn't even wait to pull off, and he went straight to meet Blade, who was already waiting for him at their favorite spot for discussion.“Welcome, boss,” Blade said the moment Jack advanced close to him.“Thank you. Just go straight to the point. How did it go?” Jack asked hurriedly.“After testing and examining the substance, it happened that the white one is propofol while the blue substance is benzodiazepine,” Blade explained.“Ok. So what exactly does it do?” Jack asked, remaining disbelieving.“Well, the white substance is to keep you in a coma, and like he instructed Luciano, after two days, he should continually add the blue substance, which is benzodiazepin
“The guy did it. Take a look at this,” Jasper said as he passed his phone to Mr. Moe, who watched the video three times, where Jack was lying unconsciously. It all seemed so comic to him that he laughed over it again and again, which was the reason he watched it more than once.He actually asked Luciano to do that so as to confirm that Jack was in a coma for real. To him, Jack had really been a hard nut to crack, and so this was the best way to follow him. Now it seems his dream has come to pass.He couldn't contain the joy he felt. “Yes, that's a good job. Honestly, in the course of all these, I never believed so well that the guy could do it, even though I said it. I thought he just wanted to pull our legs. But thank God he did; he didn't just deliver, but he did a perfect job.” Mr. Moe went on and on to express the way his heart was gladdened.“Indeed, he did a wonderful job, boss,” Jasper admitted.“I can certainly say that the drug got him big time; look at the way he is lying on