She isn't home! Edmund gets home at about 2 00 am, he habitually checks up on everyone when he comes back from work late. “Oh she's deep in sleep, let me not disturb her,” In a soliloquy, Edmund mumbles, looking at the pillows Jane had perfectly arranged to appear like she's covered her head. A few hours after arriving in the office the next day, Edmund receives a call from Anna complaining that Jane is nowhere to be found. “What are you talking about Anna? I saw her in her room last night sleeping soundly!” Edmund sputters. Edmund cannot believe Jane has made a fool of him again. “It appears she made a fool of us sir, she carefully arranged pillows, so it seems she's there,” Anna shutters. Edmund drops the call and goes for a moment of silence, pondering on where he went wrong raising Jane. He calls his friend, John Wright (Chief Of Police), to inform him about his daughter's disappearance. “Ed, you know it's not been up to 24 hours since she left the house, so we can't declare
Kidnapped! Jane had passed out from screaming and fear but woke in a soft and comfortable bed. There are beautiful morning lights entered her room from the East. She tries to open her eyes but is welcomed by the morning sun. She's lost, and confused. Likewise, she places her right-hand downwards over her eyebrows because the sun is obstructing her view. Jane looks around but doesn't seem to know where she is. She can remember getting kidnapped, but wonders why she's in such comfort. Jane wakes up gradually and walks across the room quietly and gently. Moves towards the door and hits it hard three times. She leans on the door with her back and exhales shakily. In a couple of minutes, she hears footsteps walking towards the room, she looks at the door, anxiously waiting to see who will come in. Surprisingly, she hears someone open the door with a key, but no one opens the door. She walks towards the door, opens it shakily, looks outside the corridor and sees no one. She goes down th
Don’t touch her! “Hey woman, you need to eat something; the boss commands it,” Steve’s employee commands Jane. “Fuck you, fuck your boss, fuck all of you!” Jane screams with so much anger and tears. She’s so worried about her dad at this point. How worried he must be. The employee walks close to Jane, picks up a rope from a table behind her, and ties her hands and legs as if she wouldn’t stop fighting back and kicking. He tries to force food into Jane’s mouth, but she spits it out on his face. He’s so furious and raises his hand to hit Jane, but is barged on by Steve, who’s so offended to see his employee raising his hand at Jane. “Hey!” Steve screams at the top of his lungs when he sees his employee, Jane, raising her hand. He runs to her, “What have you done?” Steve asks the employee, and before he could say anything, Steve punches him in the stomach and pushes him against the wall. “No one touches Jane, is that clear?” Steve utters sternly, looking at his eyeballs. “Yes, bos
The afternoon wasn't favorable, as the sun was smiling on the earth. The wild dog took a break in his swimming pool, getting cooled off and relaxing himself. It's been a while since he's had fun. It's been like five months now. He missed his old lifestyle but has to keep up with his fake identity just to get his sister back. He had a hard time trying to convince his mother, who had called in the morning, to calm down. She heard about the news of him getting beaten up and wouldn't let his ears rest with the questions of who had beaten him up and why he was beaten up. His parents don't know about his fake identity, as it would be hard to keep up with it if they were aware of it. He came up with a lie to try to calm her down, and after what seemed like hours, she agreed to his request of not bothering herself about him, but he knew she wasn't convinced. Even though she wasn't, staying away from his business for a while will be better for him. Camille walked toward the pool. Her heels
Frustration! Frustrated and not knowing what to do she decides to continue with the dress fitting and the ones he wanted her to have she had gotten tired of the entire scenario even if it was just for the time being. Somehow she knew that Steve was a good person. Steve sat there and was just looking directly into the open air doing some transactions. Even though his eyes were fixated on his phone he sure had a good reflex meaning if Jane did anything she would pay dearly and not just that his men were surrounding the entire place so if she ran she would be caught and she would be taught a lesson. "Are these okay?" Jane asked as she did the fitting of the first dress. Of course, she was pretty in the dress and even though he felt some type of way like his heart yearned to just wake from where he was seated to elapse her in his arms, he thought against it he couldn't be weak before her. "Try something else that doesn't fit the purpose for which I have kept you here or for why I to
Memories Sitting on the edge of the bed she had been given in the mansion not knowing her before or back she began to think of her father and how he used to be with her mother. Why could she not have that kind of love for him? She remembered w day they had all sat when she was 11 years old two years before her mother passed on and she heard her father say to her mother. "It hurts so much to watch the one you love be drifting away from him and not just that you have made yourself too reserved so that it hurts those around you love," he said. Jane heard her mother promise to be receptive and to make up for a lost time, she persuaded Jane's father to take had and Jane shopping just something to distract them from all the tension from the past months, he accepted anything for her right? He wanted to make her happy at all costs so he went downstairs to arrange the car while Jane's mother apologized for her recent withdrawal and thanked Jane. "I wish my dad would just do what is neede
No Mercy Nashville is one of the most bustling places with lots of economic activities rapidly on the rise as well as the cost of living too. Life will be easy if you have a job in the city but it will take a toll on you if you don't have one or someone to help you in times of need. Jane was still in bed when she heard some commotion downstairs the house. She thought maybe her father had finally sent some people to come to save her. Trues knew he would look for someone to come save her because it had been a week since she had been kidnapped and they called him. Slowly she walked down the stairs but she rather saw Steve shouting through the phone at someone. she didn't wish to be the person at the other end. She had been given the leverage to walk I'm the garden hence she used it to her benefit. Maybe the house was not the best place to think of a solution, so she decided to talk a walk around the garden hoping to come up with a good idea for escaping. As she gets to the garden
Best friend dilemma! Clara could not believe she got accepted, it felt like a dream but she got a job. Just now one of the workers came to her and told her the most was calling for her to come into the office for a short interview. Clara is Jane's friend who had been looking for a job for some time now since she hardly kept a job for over a month. And why was this? it was because she had everything she could get from her parents, she was from a wealthy family too but then she got involved with the police many times to make her feel the brunt of the meaning of making money hence the reason why she feels super happy about getting a job. "Clara Right?" "Yes," Clara replied smiling "ok, the manager is calling you," She said and turned to leave. "Okay," Clara said. She walked out and moved into his office before she finally knocked on the door and he asked her to enter the office. Clara was nervous. " Good day sir" she greeted, she had never been one to be in such a milieu without
Radley sat adjusted a bit and recollected the whole incident that had just transpired.Everything was becoming a mess and he had to act fast to avoid it completely getting out of hand.“Oh God,I need to inform Dwayne of the whole situation,everyone needs to be on guard”he said while picking up his phone from the table.He stared at his phone screen and he saw his picture there,he wore a long smile amd everything seems to make him get weary and tired this days,he hardly smiled and he’s looking older for his age.“Hey Radley ,you’ve always fought and conquered,you’ll pull through this and you’ll finally have a cause to smile again”he said.“Grnnggg….grnnng….grnnng”The phone kept buzzing.Dwayne didn’t pick up and Radley had to redial his contact again.“Grnggg…grnnggg…grnggg”the phone kept ringing.“I don’t know why’s he’s not picking up,I just hope he’s okay,”he said and kept staring at the phone to see if Dwayne had picked it up.Radley sat nervously on his couch, staring at his phone
“You mother fucker!” Radley said with anger.“What do you want to achieve,how much do you want,I’ll pay you,is it money or treasure?name it I’ll give it to you..just tell me what you want,you sonofabitch!” Radley said.“Wealth,riches,money and treasuries are all ticked boxes,I want to make your life and your entire family’s life a misery.I derive pleasure in seeing you and your family suffer”jeff laughed hysterically.“I’ll get to the root of this,you’ll pay for all the pains and miseries you’ve caused my family,just watch and see,I’ll make sure you and your accomplices are brought to book” Radley retorted."You're putting your life in danger, Radley," he said, his voice cold. "If you don't back off, I'll make sure that you regret it."Radley felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that this man was capable of anything, and he knew that he was in serious danger. But he also knew that he couldn't let this same man who has caused unbearable pain to him and his family get away with what
Camille and Tyler sat in the car, both of them feeling a little awkward. The tension between them was palpable, and Camille knew that she had to do something to make things right."I'm sorry, Tyler," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know I was being difficult earlier, and I shouldn't have treated you the way I did."Tyler looked at her, surprised by her sudden change in attitude. "It's okay, Camille," he said, his voice gentle. "I understand that you're going through a tough time right now."Camille looked at him, grateful for his understanding. "Thank you," she said, smiling weakly. "Can we go inside now? I'm starving."Tyler nodded, and they both got out of the car. As they walked towards the house, Camille couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She had left the food on the gas, and she wasn't sure if it was still cooking or not.As they entered the house, Camille's fears were confirmed. The food was still on the gas, and it was burning. Tyler rushed to the kitchen a
Micheal did as he told Charlie. He arrived at Oliver’s place 6 am sharp. He knocked on the door but no one answered. So he took out his phone and called Charlie. She wrapped around Oliver’s arms as the smuggled under the sheets together when she received Micheal’s call. She panicked. “Honey, are you on your way?” Charlie asked in a sleepy tone. “Who’s that?” Oliver asked. “Shut the fuck up, it’s Micheal” Charlie whispered after putting the phone on mute. Then she turned it off. “Actually, I’m at the door. Can you come open the door” Micheal urged. “Okay, I’ll be down in a minute” Charlie said calmly then she hung up. “What did he say?” Oliver asked. “He’s at the fucking door, Oly” Charlie whispered anxiously. Then she quickly got up and began putting her clothes on and so did Oliver. Then he went downstairs to his room and left Charlie to open the door for her husband. Charlie got down stairs as quickly as she could. Before she opened the door for Micheal, she arranged her ha
Cyril’s burial was over and everyone returned to their homes. Roland took Kamla and Aaron in, he needed people to fill up his big empty house. Oliver was driving Charlie back home but he decided to make a stop at his house so he could get somethings for their son. On getting there, a very windy storm commenced and Charlie had no other choice but to wait it out at Oliver’s even though he could control the weather. She sat on the couch as she put a call through Micheal. “Hey” Charlie said nervously. “Hiya, is the funeral over? It’s getting late and a storms about you start” Micheal informed. “Yeah, that’s the thing. We met it on our way back and…” Charlie replied then Micheal cut her short. “We… who’s we? Roland?” Micheal asked. “No… Oliver” Charlie replied. “But Roland picked you up” Micheal mentioned. “Yeah but he had to take Kamla and Cyril’s boyfriend, Aaron back to his house. So Oliver offered to take me back. He made a stop at his place cause he wanted to get somethings fo
It wasn't until the next morning, when he woke up a pounding headache and a sense of shame and regret, that he realized the true cost of his actions. He had been so consumed by his own pain that he had hurt the people around him, and he knew he had a lot of work to do to make things right.The next morning, Radley woke up with a pounding headache and a sense of shame and regret. He slowly got out of bed, feeling the stiffness in his muscles from the fall he took the night before. He stumbled to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face, trying to shake off the grogginess.After relieving himself, Radley took a long, hot shower, hoping that the steam and warmth would help ease his aching body. As he stood there, he thought about the events of the previous night and felt a sense of embarrassment wash over him once again.But he knew he couldn't dwell on it forever. He had to get ready for work and face the day ahead. After the shower, he brushed his teeth and got dressed in his wo
The class erupted in laughter as Radley stood there, drenched in paint. He was humiliated beyond belief. Radley was confused if he should get an just to continue his undercover lecturing duties for the sake of Ridley.“Radley Baron”He muttered.He had never experienced anything like this before. He couldn't believe that his own students could do something like this to him even when it was their first day in class with him.The fact that he was going through all this torture was because of one faceless person who had taken it upon himself to make his family’s life miserable.He looked at the students with such much fiery in his eyes,he looked at James,who just kept an emotionless face and finally when it had dawned reality on him,he tried to gather strength to move out of the class but then he was clothed in shame.He couldn’t move.“Look how he looks like Bozo”one girl chuckled from the back seat.”Mr professor,won’t you leave now or you want to be Joseph’s coat of many colours before you
The two best of friends arrived at the Vatican. Fortunately, they met Batista in seat. “Any problem guys?” Batista asked. “Do you have any information about Windsor, Omar’s brother?” Oliver asked. “No… but his compartment still exists” Batista said with a smirk. Then he took them to a part of the Vatican that no ordinary member of the Vatican had seen. “Every year the Vatican grows but since you left for the void, it stopped. Jean and I realised that it didn’t need any more replacements. These compartments down here belong to some prolific members of the Vatican whether good or bad. Here, you’ll find the compartments of the likes of the Murphy twins, Heraldine and Hades- your parents, Ole-your uncle, Omar and Windsor, Omar’s brother” Batista explained. Then they got to Windsor’s compartment. Batista put his finger print and unlocked the room. They entered inside and we’re amazed by how the room looked. It didn’t look modern at all. “I hate my brother” Oliver read from the walls
Roland’s soul appeared right before Omar. He was shocked and appalled him summoning Omar actually worked. “Tell Oliver that if I knew where my brother was, I would have gone after him myself” Omar told Roland sternly then he sent Roland back to his body with the snap of a finger. Roland woke up on the couch as Oliver paced around his living room. “What did he say?” Oliver asked impatiently. “He doesn’t know where his brother lives” Roland replied. “Then how the fuck does he want me to find him?” Oliver asked agigated. “The more time you waste, the more innocent lives are at stake” Roland mentioned. “Ask him how he wants me to find him” Oliver told Roland then Roland began meditating. Soon, he found himself appearing in front of Omar. “I don’t know how to find my brother” Omar said sternly then snapped his finger and sent Roland back to his body. “What did he say?” Oliver asked in annoyance. “Still the same thing” Roland replied. “Well go back and tell him that I can’t get h