“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
Two weeks later, Uncle Theo was sitting comfortably in the garden when the police drove into the compound. He buried his gaze on the ground, and a deep sigh escaped his trembling lips.“Pamela, my beautiful baby girl." He muttered, staring at her picture in his left hand. Over the weeks, he had become a drunk after paying another 250 billion dollars to the kidnappers, going against Kelvin's warnings. Kelvin had picked up a fight with him the previous day and left for Vancouzer in anger. He couldn't take it anymore, everything was falling apart, Mark was way ahead with his plans, and Uncle Theo was not helping matters. “Good day Mr Woodluck,” the police team leader said, but despite the presence of the police and news reporters patrolling around the place, Uncle Theo didn't seem to care. Somehow, it was as if he had already given up.“We have orders to bring you into custody, sir. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do can and will be used against you in court,”
Katherine had her gaze steadied on the road as she drove downtown. A few minutes ago, she had a serious argument with her Mom, and it didn't end well. Her eyes were filled with sadness, as she stared at the road ahead of her. She had confronted her Mom about her involvement with Mark, but it didn't go so well. Due to her state of confusion, she packed her clothes and drove out of the house unsure of where she was going. It was past 10 pm when she drove into a hotel downtown. She decided to spend the night there, and then by morning, she would worry about getting herself another house. “Good evening, Ma'am," the hotel attendant greeted with a smile on her face, and Katherine blinked twice. She was not in a happy mood, hence her awkward expression. “How many I help ma'am??" The young lady on glasses said, and Katherine sighed. “I need a room for the night," Katherine announced, and she smiled. “Ok ma'am, hold on. Would you prefer a regular room or a VIP room?” After a short consid
“What does the cunny lady have for me this time? I trust that you bring good news? Spit it, I've got no time to waste.” Mark's husky voice said over the phone. Mariana swallowed nervously, her eyes darted around the room as she thought of the best way to say what she had in mind. Mark was someone she knew to be impatient and arrogant, his temper issues were something to be concerned about. She exhaled, darting her eyes around the room.“What is it? I don't have all day." He roared, and she flinched. She swallowed hard and pouted slowly."Uhm… there is a problem," she said. Sitting on his sofa inside his sitting room, he raised his brow, showing his concern for what she had to say. " Spit it out,” he commanded, and she swallowed.Fear engulfed her, thinking about what he would do when she told him the situation."It's Gregory. It happened just like you said. He is deviating from the plan, I think he is going to the police or press, I can't tell which exactly.” "Hmm!” He mumbled in s
On a Monday morning, Kelvin woke up late, it was a new day to face the troubles in the family. He grunted, struggling to leave the bed, but he clearly was too tired and needed more sleep. He glanced at his side clock, past 8 already. He jumped off the bed, today was the day when he got to represent his Uncle at the Silverwood Associates. He knew he couldn't mess things up by showing up late, so he rushed into the bathroom. In the blink of an eye, he was done and was dressing himself as fast as he could. A knock came on the door, and he paused. “Come on in," he screamed, and the door opened gently. An old woman walked into the room, wearing white and a kitchen apron on her.“Good morning sir, your coffee is ready as usual. Would you like me to make something else for you before you leave the house?” She asked, and Kelvin sighed. "Naah! Don't worry, Carolina, I don't have any time to eat. The coffee will do just fine,” he said to her and she took a bow before walking out. After dre