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“Say hello to my grandfather,” A gunshot sound pierced the air, followed by a ringing that the little boy found unbearable. The voice was rough, a sinister grin exposing his half-chipped tooth. A wooden smoking pipe hung between his teeth when he tossed his gun to the man beside him. His vision started to blur, the scene losing its color and then swiftly changing. This time Ryan was a spectator. He watched his little self beside his now lifeless father, blood splattered across his clothes and smeared on his face. His little hands trembled slightly, eyes trained on the body beside him. A small gasp left his lips as he heard someone yell again, huge hands gripping his tiny arms. Ryan watched as his little self was thrown out of the car and let out a painful cry. His eyes shot open, his clothes and bed drenched in sweat. His breathing became unsteady as his eyes searched the room. He groaned in frustration, taking a fist of his hair in his hands. It’s been two days since the test
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“How’s this even possible? I’m very sure I was alone. The place was deserted enough for me to know if someone was following me or not. I don’t get it.” Ryan scoffed, narrowing his eyes at the screen in sheer disbelief.Evans only laughed then clicked replay. He changed the playback speed and the video played slower. Evans instructed them to watch carefully then suddenly hit the spacebar, so quickly that both parties flinched. His chubby index finger pointed at the computer, almost making contact with the screen."Look really closely, there's a moving figure between those trees. Barely noticeable but he's there," He said to them and rested his back on his swivel chair. Ryan's eyes widened in shock as he stared at it, refusing to believe the sight in front of him. He shuddered a bit, the eerie feeling of paranoia hitting him again. Turner looked at Ryan, shook his head, and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. He pushed play on the video again and watched it intently. He paus
The Hidden Heir Chapter Eighty- Eight
“We are sticking to the plan, aren’t we?" "Definitely," Turner confirmed, earning an acknowledging nod and hum from Ryan. Ryan swept across his fairly used loveseat with his hand, noticing some dust had settled on it. He looked around his small apartment again, then glanced at Turner, hoping he felt comfortable scrunched up in it. Turner's eyes were kept fixed on his smartphone, paying little attention to him. Ryan sighed in disappointment and slouched back in his seat. He couldn't wait to leave this small home. They both sat in Ryan's living room waiting for Jessica to arrive. Having informed her there was new information about the watch, Jessica would definitely not waste any time getting there. Soon enough, they heard footsteps by the door, followed by three short knocks. Jessica's signature knock, Ryan recognized. As he stood up to get the door, he turned to Turner one last time and they gave each other reassuring nods. Ryan swung the door open, a welcoming smile when he g
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Evans had already been waiting for them in the living room, aware that they had arrived. As if on cue, both men entered the room with sinister smiles on their faces. “So? How did it go?”“It was hilarious. Ryan here─,” Turner swung an arm around Ryan’s shoulder, using his free hand to ruffle his hair, “─could play a very good actor. He lied so smoothly that he almost convinced me.”“No, it wasn't that good…” Ryan smiled sheepishly, cowering into Turner’s embrace. “It was, boy. Give yourself some credit” Turner scowled and jokingly smacked his arm. “Jessica totally fell for it! You should’ve seen her face,” Ryan started, bursting to another fit of laughter.“She looked so desperate like a mother hen that lost her chicks.” Turner mocked, mimicking Jessica’s facial expressions. “Alright. It's good she was convinced. Let’s hope Smith receives that information and waits for them to make their next move.” Evans encouraged, eyes twinkling at the two men that were so excited by the progr
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Evans and Ryan turned to him, confusion etched on their faces"There are literally people waiting outside," He repeated with his arm waving in front of them waiting for a reaction from both men. When realization completely settled in, Evans quickly stalked to his desk, swiftly landing on his swivel chair, and punched in keys on the computer.The CCTV footage opened and true to Turner's words, there were a handful of men scattered around the exit points of the house. "What the" Ryan's mouth dropped open in shock. Evans let out a deep breath, fist supporting his head with his elbow on the desk. "They made their move," He concluded."They're quick," Ryan remarked, shaking his head in disbelief. "To the point of stalking us here? Persistent," Turner was baffled, almost impressed even."They're after the watch, Jessica must've gotten to Smith already" Evans corrected him. "So what do we do?" Ryan blinked, still monitoring the men. "We give them what they want.""What? There's no way
The Hidden Heir Chapter Nighty- One
Jessica stood frustrated after getting the call from the men she hired. They just threatened her life thinking she had played a dirty prank on them. Jessica groaned, stomping on the now snow-coated pavement. She huffed as her mind raced. "What does he mean lost? Ryan has never lost his watch before. Why now?" She fiddled with her phone, trying to call Emily but to no avail. It said it was switched off. She cursed to herself, finally deciding on a solution. "I need to search Ryan's house," She whispered to herself, gathering her purse and properties and heading to her own home. She got to her own house and gathered supplies she thought she needed. She hastily shoved the black leather gloves in her pocket and the spare keys to his home which he had entrusted in her care. She ran to his house, paying no heed to the harsh freezing weather. Her teeth chattered as the wind hit her face. Immediately she got there, she noticed it was unlocked and busted the door open. She definitely wasn
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Ryan cracked his eyes open, feeling refreshed. His joints and bones felt free, he took in a deep breath without his lungs feeling like they were being hit by a golf club. He let out a breathy chuckle, using his left hand to rub over his rib cage. “How are you feeling, son?” Evans’s warm hands caressed his cheek, his head and glasses coming into view. He was so close to his face that Ryan thought he could count his wrinkles and pores. Ryan laughed, more because he could and he was just grateful to be alive. He used his palms to elevate himself from his bed and sat up, facing Turner and Evans.“Better than ever,” He sported a cheeky grin, stretching his arms for proof. Evans smiled at him but his smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Ryan thought it to be worry or concern so he shrugged it off. Meanwhile, Evans was still plagued by guilt thinking that he put Ryan's life at risk for nothing. Learning that Jessica was working without Smith was a huge blow to his ego and he couldn't qui
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"Hey, girl!" Emily exclaimed as she watched her friend walk through the door"Hey, you. How are you?" Jessica replied with barely half of her enthusiasm. "Same as always, bae. I've just been a little under the weather," Emily sighed, a sniffle escaping her nose. She rubbed her hand on her forehead, Jessica felt she was checking her temperature. "I tried to reach you,—" Jessica adjusted herself on the couch, taking out the purse from under her, "—the other day.""Oh, I changed my phone." She whipped out a new cell phone from beside her, Jessica's eyes ogled the device following it whip around. It was the latest model of that brand. "Didn't I tell you?""N-no, You didn't," Jessica stuttered, still staring at the item. Her eyes blinked to reality and she shook her head, trying not to be too obvious. "I thought I did," Emily gave her one of her signature grins, and a chuckle followed soon after. Jessica smiled a small curve at the corner of her lips. Emily could have whatever she wante
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“Why are you so nervous?” Turner asked Ryan who was pacing the floors of his home, sweat running down his back and his breathing a bit chopped.“This is huge, Turner. This is huge!”“But you both are on the same page, right? There’s nothing to be nervous about”“No, the streamers shouldn’t go down that way. And why are they yellow? I don’t want anything yellow.” Ryan said to one of his staff who was hanging up the streamers, not answering Turner.“Okay, you’re one step away from scaring them and making them run for the hills. Come have a drink.” Turner smiled as he stood up and guided Ryan out of the living room and into the dining room.“Why is the cake still out? Shouldn’t it be cooling off in the freezer? It’s not yet time for it to be out.” Ryan commented as he spied the cake with lettering on the counter.“Apparently, this place is off limits too.” Turner added before he dragged him up the stairs. When Ryan protested, Turner stopped at the landing and spoke to him.“Listen, Ryan
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“Why are you so nervous?” Turner asked Ryan who was pacing the floors of his home, sweat running down his back and his breathing a bit chopped.“This is huge, Turner. This is huge!”“But you both are on the same page, right? There’s nothing to be nervous about”“No, the streamers shouldn’t go down that way. And why are they yellow? I don’t want anything yellow.” Ryan said to one of his staff who was hanging up the streamers, not answering Turner.“Okay, you’re one step away from scaring them and making them run for the hills. Come have a drink.” Turner smiled as he stood up and guided Ryan out of the living room and into the dining room.“Why is the cake still out? Shouldn’t it be cooling off in the freezer? It’s not yet time for it to be out.” Ryan commented as he spied the cake with lettering on the counter.“Apparently, this place is off limits too.” Turner added before he dragged him up the stairs. When Ryan protested, Turner stopped at the landing and spoke to him.“Listen, Ryan
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Five
“Greetings.” One of the students who passed by the school greeted me with a bow. Ryan who had been staring at the completed and now functional school building tore his eyes away from it and responded to the student who was already several steps ahead. He looked around to realize that sometime during his gazing, the students had let out for their lunch break. From where he was standing, he could see that some were milling around in the garden and having lunch while some preferred to make use of the outdoor café. He knew and was quite aware that others would be scattered around the indoor cafeteria and different lounges at the different corners of the school. He had decided it was best the students had a wide variety of places to choose from to have lunch. Experience they say is the best teacher, from experience he knew quite well how it felt to suffer through humiliation in the cafeteria and even worse not to have anywhere else to go. This even sponsored his reasons and gladness to
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Four
“Roberts, you never told us how it went on your end.” Lewis said as he popped open another bottle of red wine, poured into his glass and brought it to his lips.“What are you talking about?”“How did the project with Jessica pan out? Was it completed successfully?” Smith asked, irritated at how slow Roberts was being.“Oh, that?” He said flippantly as he swirled the wine in his glass.“The assassin carried out the job without a hitch. He told me that he stabbed her more than 5 times and left her to bleed out in a dark alley. She was taking her last breaths when he left and there was no one in sight to help her so now, we have nothing to worry about because our tracks are clear.”Smith smiled and raised his glass, inviting the other men seated around him to a toast. They celebrated Jessica’s death. Her death meant that there was no one who could point fingers at them especially with Turner one step away from the grave.“Soon, there will be no more obstacles in my way and I will have my
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Three
“Remember that we have to remain calm no matter what he says or does.” Evans said to Ryan as they walked towards the place where they had kept Monroe all the while because he knew Ryan had the propensity to be erratic sometimes.“I know that.” Ryan nodded“Okay, good.”They got to the room and without any hesitation or stopping to think about the decision they had arrived at concerning their hostage, Ryan turned the doorknob to reveal the inside of the room. There, Monroe was, strapped to a bed; his mouth duct taped so he didn’t make a sound and alert anyone. Not like there was a single living soul that could be found for miles but still, it was better to be safe than sorry.“Hello, Monroe. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Evans asked, as he strolled into the room behind Ryan, a smile on his face.Monroe saw them and began to wrestle with his bindings eager to be out of them. He thrashed and thrashed on the bed while screaming at them or rather attempting to scream at them seeing as th
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She ran like her life depended on it, weaving between parked cars and alleys because it did.She was being chased by someone she didn’t know. She had on Nike shorts and a plain black tank top with her hair in rollers looking like she was about to go to bed because that was what she had been trying to do when she heard a crash from outside her bedroom door, down the hall from the toilet.When she crept out, she saw a shadow from under the door because the light was still on and she hightailed it out of there, hoping to get a bat or something to defend herself. However, when she saw a big, burly guy coming to her with a knife, she took off outside the house, to save herself.She was still running, looking back at intervals to see where he was. Previously, she was several steps ahead with a large gap between them but the last time she looked back, she saw that he was way closer. She cursed her luck at not keeping in shape with her body when she finally had enough money to afford a gym
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One
Ryan walked into the hotel where he was meeting Smith and went straight to the receptionist who was all smiles.“Good morning.” He greeted her before letting her know that he was supposed to be meeting with Mr. Smith and wanted directions to the private meeting room Smith had asked to be met at. It was a new upscale hotel that was the rave of town. It was no surprise that Smith had chosen the hotel for them to meet because it was a neutral ground as neither of them had shares in the hotel though there were rumors that Smith planned to acquire it. After all, he liked the way it was growing rapidly. “The maître d’hôtel will be here to escort you shortly. I will just place a call to him now.” The receptionist said after confirming his identity and checking that indeed Smith had reserved the private meeting room.Ryan nodded and took a seat in the lounge as she asked. He was not seated for long before the maitre d’hôtel appeared to take him to the meeting room. He stood up and after adj
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“What I need is a hot shower, a hot meal and sleep. Exactly in that order.” Ryan muttered as he dragged his tired body into his house. He plowed straight into the shower in his room and proceeded to have his bath.He had just finished the first task he was given, which was to give out 100 million dollars to a hundred beggars in 3 hours and he was extremely tired, who wouldn’t? It had been a hell of a day and he wanted his bed badly.He quickly sent a text to the chef to send his dinner up because he didn’t have the strength to trudge downstairs. He laid on his bed covers, still tying his towel. He knew that if he got under the covers, he would be asleep faster than a light went out.Suddenly, his phone rang. He stretched his hand out on the bed and picked it up, his eyes squinting to see who it was and he was excited to see that it was Rebecca calling. He sat up in his bed and leaned on the headboard, his finger about to slide up to answer it when he stopped. He remembered the mann
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One Hundred And Fifty Nine
“What exactly are you saying to me? I don’t understand all the medical terms you just mentioned.” Jessica said as she looked at the doctor from her seat at her mother’s side. The doctor blinked at her slowly.“Let’s have this conversation outside, please.” His voice was almost a whisper as he directed her outside the room her mother was lying in and then began to explain what he had said earlier in clearer terms.“What I am telling you is that your mother has no chance of living anymore. From her prognosis, she has at best, a few days to live. I’m sorry!”Jessica was shocked and she gaped at him for a while before she got her words back.“No, no, no!”“I’m sorry.” The doctor apologized as he shook his head.“No, doctor, there has to be something that you can do. My mother can’t just die like that. You can’t just abandon my mother like that.”“I’m sorry but there’s absolutely nothing more we can do for you. Her cancer has spread and eaten into so many of her organs. It is a miracle tha
