As Quincy and Kenzy left the elevator, they got back to the hall and it seemed like as if everything was as they left it; including everyone.“Uhm… Mind if we can grab a drink?” Kenzy asked, with a smile.“Thanks for the offer, Kenzie,” Quincy said, then walked a little distance from her.He had had enough of wandering with her. He needed to focus on the reason he was here and wasting his time with her would only make space for regrets.He picked up a glass of wine and looked around as he sipped it, then he dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out his phone to reach out to Scott.“How's it going in the car?”“A little boring though. How's the event going? They haven't started anything yet, I guess.”“No, they haven't. But I'm guessing they should start soon, though. Did anything suspicious happen outside?”“No. Just the normal thing. Checking people and allowing them in.”“I see. Alright then. Talk to you later. The atmosphere has changed. Seems Mr. Prescott will be coming up s
“Sir, we need you to duck!” The man raised his voice and Quincy bent down immediately only to hear the sound of a gunshot.The man had pulled the trigger but on who?Quincy turned to look back and saw someone lying flat on the ground and a few guards ran towards him.“Sir, he could have used you as a hostage.” The man who pulled the trigger informed him politely.“Who is he?” Quincy asked as he rose to his feet, still in shock.“He's just an antagonist. He promised to come here to destroy things, so Mr. Prescott already gave us an order to watch out for him.” He said to Quincy.Quincy looked closely at the man who was shot and he didn't look anything like anyone he knew. What was even more shocking was that he had a gun and could have gotten rid of him.“Well, thanks for saving my life.” Quincy appreciated him and then he saw Scott coming from a distant place. Quincy walked up to him briskly, wondering where he had gone so that he didn't answer his calls. “Where exactly have you bee
“Why are some people after your lives? About two people have threatened me to take your life. If you want to see me for more details, we can meet at Sky Blue Restaurant. I’ll be reserving the rooftop for us to talk in private.”Quincy wondered if it was true or if she was just looking for a way to get him to see her. But then, from how much he knew about her, he didn’t think he was someone who would fake that information just to get him to see her.“Is anything wrong?” Lauren asked, noticing his change of mood.Quincy slid his phone back into his pocket and looked up at her.“No. Not really.” He said, acting like he wasn’t there anymore.“But you are looking disturbed. Are you sure you aren’t keeping anything that I should know, from me?”Quincy then sighed placed his hands on her shoulders and looked into his eyes.“I should sue you for caring too much. Well, there is nothing wrong. But I might have to see her like you advised, or she may never stop sending messages.” He said to her,
Quincy was horrified by the sight of the dark veins previously concealed by Kohler's sleeves. They scattered across her arm like cobwebs, and her arm was so pale and sheet white that Quincy could bet that if he used a knife to slit her arm, no blood would come out. How could anyone be so wicked?What was she to do? Wait, why was she bearing it? She ought to have done something about it.“And the antidote?” Quincy asked, looking at Kohler. Her large eyes glistened, and she pulled up a little smile, although Quincy could tell it was a hundred percent fake.“The doctors can't even identify the poison, not to talk of its antidote. I've been taking different drugs daily, but I feel worse. They're not working, and it feels like I'm abusing those drugs. They're working together with the poison to kill me. I'm hopeless.” Kohler kept her smile on, and Quincy's heart broke.“No, don't say that.”“At least I'm going to see Eunice.” She gave a bitter laugh and looked at Quincy. “I just needed to
Quincy was very worried when Kohler said that, and the call ended immediately after her words. If she ended up dying, he was going to term it as his fault because it was because of him that she was poisoned.He got outside to his car, and then got in and started the car. Quincy was trying his best to stay calm. He knew how fast poisons were, so he was aware that there was a possibility that it could have gotten really serious before he would get there.Then he put a call through to Scott while on his way to Alexander’s home.“Scott, please help me get through to a personal doctor right this instant. One who can handle poisons. I’ll send an address to you and I want you to tell him to hurry to the address immediately.”“Alright. I’ll be waiting.” Scott said, referring to the address.Quincy hung up and typed out Alexander’s address, then he increased his speed, although, still within the speed limit, and he was lucky enough not to encounter any traffic congestion or issues.Soon, he go
Just before he would panic or anything, the door opened, and as he looked in that direction, he saw a man with a stethoscope around his neck.“Good day, sir. Please give us a little space while I do my thing.” The man said, and Quincy took one last look at Kohler, then walked out of the room.While in the hallway, he paced around a little, hoping that the doctor would still be able to revive her, and also remove the poison from her bloodstream.Then his phone began to ring, and he brought it out from his pocket, then answered it on seeing as it was Scott.“Has he gotten there, yet?” Scott asked, out of concern.“Yes, he has. He’s working on her, now. Are you sure he’s good?” Quincy asked, trying to be certain that he had left her in the hands of a professional.“You should trust me. By the way, it’s thirty minutes to ten. What about your meeting with Mr. David? You know very well that he wouldn’t accept a representative.” Scott reminded Quincy.“Oh, jeez. I have forgotten. Alright, I’
“So, how can we stop him?” Quincy asked Mr. David.“We both know that to take down someone so bent on eliminating the world would be so difficult because he must have prepared a lot of things.” Mr. David said, then sipped his tea.“I know, and that’s why I’m asking for an idea of what we can do about it. We need to stop him because so many people would die in his hands.”“I think someone needs to get closer to him to get a lot of information from him, and with that information, we will gradually make his plan an impossible task. I should rely on you for that.”“Okay, that’s a great idea. I’ll find a way to make that happen as long as it is a good idea.” Quincy assured Mr. David.“Alright, it was nice talking to you, and I must say, it was worth flying back here. You’re the only person I have tried to speak to who made sense of this.” Mr. David said.“Speaking of this, I noticed that at the event, everyone was fine with the talks about elimination and sorting. And even the waiters had
Quincy was struck by her question. He had no idea that she was that scared about it, so he drove his car to a corner and halted, then he turned to her.“I know you are scared, but I don’t want you to be. A blood transfusion is all you need, and if you feel like your parents’ blood won’t tally with yours, I will ensure I find a donor; someone whose blood will tally with yours, so do not be scared.” Quincy assured her, and Kohler felt relieved.This time, she felt like she wasn’t in a problem alone, and she was so moved to tears, but she tried her best to stay calm. When Quincy noticed that she was much better, he started the car again and continued driving.“So, when do you plan on telling my parents?” Kohler asked, inquisitively.“You might have to be the one to tell them so they do not panic. Tomorrow, we’ll be getting ready for the blood transfusion process and all, so, you should tell them tonight, and explain the reason I couldn’t tell it to them at that spot.”“Uhm… I’m afraid I