Quincy stood outside patiently, waiting for the cops to come out to declare if Vincent was innocent or not.Scott noticed that Quincy was only trying to be calm, but he couldn’t wait to get the news.“Why is it taking so much time?” Quincy spoke, beginning to sound impatient.“Don’t you want them to take their time, and find out that he is not innocent? Or you want them to do everything in a rush, and come out, declaring that he’s not guilty.”“That’s not what I want,” Quincy uttered and rolled his eyes, then looked away, trying to keep his cool.Shortly after he and Scott spoke, the cops came out of Vincent’s home, and to Quincy’s joy, Vincent was in handcuffs.“Quincy! Trust me, you’re going to regret this!” Vincent threatened as the cops dragged him to the car.“Mr. Quincy, you were right. He also tried to attack a particular cop, just so he would run away from here.”“Oh, man. That was intense.” Quincy responded.“Thanks so much for letting us know this, but we would also need you
Alex was in his office, working on some things when he got a mail notification. At first, he wanted to ignore it, because he was a little busy, but then, remembering that he was waiting for updates on the new investment he wanted to try, he decided to take a little of his time to check it out, hoping that it was going to be worth his time.*_Good day, Mr. Alexander. *_We hope we met you well. A meeting has been scheduled for you to have, with one of our executives, and he will put you through on all you need to know, and the steps that need to be taken for this project. The meeting is set for 3 pm. The venue for the meeting will also be communicated, to you. Have a nice day. _*“Yes!” Alex swung his arm, victoriously. He didn’t know that he was going to be this excited about the offer, but now that it was looking this real, he wanted to go for it, test its limits, and see all he could do, with it.Alex then picked up the landline and contacted his secretary.“Come in.” He urge
Alex and Mr. Raymond shook hands with smiles on their faces and then they parted into their respective cars.Alexander was happy about the smooth conversation he had with Mr. Raymond.He had thought that he could have gotten a minus for not paying attention to time, but it seemed like everything worked out fine. They had agreed to invest in him if he had enough capacity to provide the number of tech products they were looking for.He drove back to his company, and when he got to his office, his secretary greeted him.“Welcome.”“Thanks. I need you to gather the production team in the conference room.” He instructed her as he sat on his chair.“Noted, sir,” she responded respectfully.“Tell them I'll see them in ten minutes,” he added as he brought out a calculator.“Alright, sir.” The secretary responded and walked out of his office.Alexander then began to calculate how much he would gain if he had to produce a lot of a particular good tech product.He knew he would have to use auth
The next day, Kohler woke up with all smiles, but she didn't meet Alexander in bed.That would have been annoying if he hadn't had time for her, but she decided to let it slide; since he might have something else to do.She got down from the bed and walked up to the bathroom to have her bath. And she took as much time as she wanted while in the bathroom.The moment she was done and stepped out of the bathroom, a knock came on her door.“Who is it?” She asked as she wrapped a towel around her body and then walked up to her door.“It's me, ma’am.” The maid responded respectfully.Then Kohler opened the door with a questioning look.“Madam Deborah is presently in the living room. She asked to see you.” The maid informed her.“Deborah?” She said under her breath, wondering why Deborah was there to see her.She was hoping that there was no trouble looming around or anything because she had had enough of them.“Alright, I'll be there soon.” “Okay, ma’am.” The maid spoke and bowed a little
Quincy headed to work and on getting to his company, he phoned Lauren.“Hey, Lauren. Got any spare time in the afternoon?” “Uhm… yeah, sure. Want me to come over to your company?”“Yes please,” Quincy replied.“Alright then.” When the phone call ended, Quincy leaned back on his chair and thought about how life would be after he had exerted his revenge on the Walter family, including their extensions.He felt life was going to be good, but he knew he had to pick up something that would be interesting as all that he had occupied his mind with would be gone soon.A knock came on his for and the door knob was pulled down before the door opened up.Scott walked into his tab and greeted.“Good morning.”“Good morning, Scott. What's the schedule for the day?” Quincy asked, staring at Scott.“You have a meeting with about three people in the space of two hours. That's three different meetings. Do you need me to cancel one?”“No. I can handle that. Besides, each meeting might not last up to
Quincy shook his head off from the weird encounter he had with Mr. Prescott and instructed Scott to set up his next meeting.He wasn't going to let some weird encounter make him eat away his time thinking about all he meant.At least, he was still going to get all the answers to his questions in a week when he attended the event, so it was no big deal.Fortunately, he had the two next meetings with ease and it went well without having to speak about strange things.“Scott, I need you to put an eye on a package I'm expecting,” Quincy spoke as he picked up his suit jacket and wore it.“Okay. What kind of package?” Scott asked just to know the details of what he should be expecting.“I don't know. But it is from Mr. Prescott. And it has to be handled carefully just as he said.” Quincy said.“Okay. You got me.” Scott assured him and Quincy smiled.“I should be back in thirty minutes or an hour,” he informed as he checked his wristwatch.“Alright then.”Quincy turned around and headed for
Quincy and Scott had been staring at the package on his table for a while in silence, wondering what exactly it could be.“I think we should just check it out. But I'll have to do that carefully.” Quincy finally broke the silence.“You have to be careful. Are you sure we don't need experts to do this?” Scott suggested, looking a little anxious.“No, we don't. We can't afford to let anyone know about something that was probably meant to be classified. On the brighter side, it might not be a timer bomb.” Quincy said as he stared at the package.“Okay, you're right. We should open it.”“Let's do this,” Quincy uttered and slowly pulled the package box cover open.The moment he was able to open it up, he looked away for a while, but noticing that nothing happened, he and Scott turned their heads back to take a look at the package.“A wristwatch?” Scott spoke with a puzzled face.“I'm as perplexed as you are,” Quincy said under his breath, although he could still be heard.“So, is it a gift
While Quincy was trying to wrap his head around what had just happened which seemed more like magic to him, a call from Scott interrupted him.“Yeah. What were you able to get?” Quincy asked as he placed the wristwatch on the table.“It’s Sunrise Hospital. The directions have been sent as a text, just in case you might need them.” Scott responded.“Okay then. Until tomorrow. Thanks.” He appreciated him and ended the call.Quincy then went through his text and saw the directions to the hospital. He hoped that tomorrow wouldn’t be too late to go to the hospital because he wasn’t certain of how fatal the injury was. It could have been a light injury which would only get him to be discharged easily.He let out a sharp breath and stared back at the wristwatch.“I think I’ll just prefer to wear your hours to the event.” He uttered and placed it back into its package.Then he took it up to his bedroom with him and gently placed it on the bedside table.Quincy pulled off his clothes and went