Pamela lay on the sofa white decorated bed in her prison room. Her eyes had gone pale due to excessive crying. She got proper attention, however, her freedom which was the most crucial thing she craved was denied to her.As she stared at the wall with sadness all over her, it dawned on her that crying wasn't the best option at that moment. She had to find a way and get the hell out of the place. A knock came on the door, but as usual, she didn't care to attend to it. The door opened, and the young man ushered himself into the room. It was Elias, the young man assigned to watch over her. “Are you already, Pamela?" He called, but there was total silence. She ignored his call and shut her eyes “Pamela?" He called again, and she rolled over the bed and shot a glare at him.“What is it?" “I'm asking a question. Are you alright? Do you need me to get you anything?" He asked again, his voice soft and compassionate. She scoffed with a mockery on her lips and shook her head disappointedly.
Katherine sat on the sofa reminiscing about what happened back in Kelvin's residence. She recognized Amara, the same girl Kelvin was gonna sleep with back at Mark Muller's birthday party.Her growing anger was visible in her expression as she glared at a distance. Her eyes squinted, a clear sign of her intense seething rage that she could barely control.The door opened and Mariana walked into the house. She was so busy that she couldn't notice the presence of her mother. Mariana stood still, staring at her in silence. She knew something terrible bothered her, but she was tired after a stressful day. She wanted to rest, and she didn't want Katherine's mood to stop her from taking a nap. “Are you ok, child?" She called, and Katherine jolted back to reality. She darted her eyes around and confirmed it was her mother. She sighed and shrugged off quietly. “What's the matter? You seem very disturbed." Mariana inquired, and she sighed again.“Of course, I'm disturbed. I just noticed som
“Theophilus?" Becca screamed from the sitting room, running into the house with great speed. The tension bubbling within her was visible as her eyes squinted nervously. Theophilus rushed out of the room, dressed in a black suit. He was in a hurry to leave the house after speaking on the phone with somebody from Silverwood Associates. He bumped into Becca and she exhaled deeply.“What the fuck is going on, Theo? What am I hearing?” "You got a call too? Listen, Becca, I don't have time to talk right now. Why don't you join me let's go together. Surely we'll understand better,” he suggested, and Becca approved of it.Together, they walked down to the car point and drove out of the compound. **Flashback to the previous night**The previous night, Gregory walked into the COBMENIR after receiving a strange call about the disappearance of his son, Johnny.As he walked down the spot he was asked to come to, he saw Mrs. Juliana Martin glaring at him from far ahead. She waved with a devili
**3 weeks later**Becca had been arrested and awaiting trial in court. Everything went according to plan, Just as Juliana wanted. Her quest to seize power within the organization was becoming a reality, even though she still had those who would never submit to her. That fateful evening, Kelvin drove down to the Police quarters where Becca had spent the past 5 days. The news of Becca's arrest made the best headline on social outlets that week, creating awareness of the troubles going on in the family. “Good evening, Mr Woodluck. How may I help you?” A middle-sized policeman greeted him. “I'd like to see my Mom, right away." He said, and the man frowned with a confused gaze."I'm sorry Mr Kelvin, but I can't…" “Don't make me repeat myself!" Kelvin yelled at him, and the hall went silent. Everybody paused and faced their direction, curious to know what was happening. The man darted around nervously, seeing that all eyes were on him. He wasn't sure of the right decision to make
“Has the money been delivered?" Uncle Theo inquired over the phone. Finally, the Woodluck family had agreed with the unknown spokesperson of the kidnappers, and a ransom of 500 billion dollars had been reached. The same amount of money that had gone missing from the Silverwood Associates. It was the second day after the payment, and Pamela would be returning home in the next 5 hours. “Yeah, everything's in place,” Kelvin's deep voice responded over the phone. “Good. I can't wait to hold my baby girl I'm my arms. Thank you very much, Kelvin, you've done a lot to ensure that your sister comes back to us safely." "There's nothing to thank me for, Uncle. I did what every big brother would do for his little sister. By the way, how are you holding up? To be honest, I feel like our family is falling apart, Uncle, and it breaks me.” Uncle Theo sighed heavily, he was sitting in the garden inside the Woodluck home back in Boston with a bottle of Champagne sitting on the little table befor
24 hours later, Pamela was yet to return home. Uncle Theo had reached out to the number that called earlier, but all efforts to reach them failed. He had attended a meeting with the Ministry of Works in Cintria, and from the meeting, he had won a contract worth 250 billion dollars. The meeting was short and brief, and a conclusion was reached within 3 hours. As he stepped out of the building dressed in his expensive white suit, a fleet of luxury cars waited in the compound to drive him back home. He walked down the path with anger hanging on his face.“Mr Theophilus," a familiar voice called from behind, and he turned around and saw a magnificent curvy mature woman walking towards him. Of course, he recognized her at first sight. “Juliana?" He called, staring at her with a fake smile on his face.“What do you want? Are you following me around now?” He asked curiously, and she sighed and narrowed her gaze. “Damn Christ! You're beginning to bore me, Theophilus. I think you should b
Pamela sat quietly on the bed with her legs crossed together. Her face had gone pale and her eyes red due to excessive crying. She sniffed l, staring at the tiny picture inside her necklace. It was the only picture she had on her to remember her family. Hot years had a father in her eyes waiting to break out. She held onto the pics across her chest and raised her face to the ceiling. “Kelvin, I'm sorry. I should've listened to you. I don't want to die here," she lamented with a broken voice. The door flung open, and Elias entered the room with a plate of sandwiches in his hands.He noticed her tears that had found their way out of her eyes, and he sighed deeply.“Not again, Pamela. Listen, I already told you. You will be safe as long as your family does what's expected of them.” He said to her. She scoffed and narrowed her eyes.“And what is that if I may ask? What is expected of them?" She asked. He shrugged off and placed the plate on the table beside her. “You should eat," he sa
“Call me back when you're hearing this message, Kelvin. I think we've got a problem!" Kelvin was in the office when he saw a voicemail from Uncle Theo, he wasted no time in checking it out. Uncle Theo’s voice sounded very alarming on the voicemail he sent, Kelvin began to wonder what had happened. Without wasting any time, he left the house for Boston.Night had fallen before he got to Boston, Uncle Theo was waiting for his arrival in the large sitting room. There was an unusual silence in the house, and it was sickening for Kelvin to watch.As he entered into the sitting, Uncle Theo stood from his seat and slammed a file on the table. “You might wanna check this out. I feel like this whole thing is taking a different turn, and I don't understand it.” Kelvin narrowed his eyes and picked up the file without hesitation.As he opened the front page, he widened his eyes in shock and a nervous swallow betrayed him, exposing his fear and tension.“What is this?" He asked in a low voice. U