The next morning, Pamela had taken a quick flight back to Vancouzer, leaving Kelvin behind. It was Sunday, but she had a lot of files to check at the office, so she went directly to the company. It had rained the previous night, causing a cold breeze that early morning. She alighted from her car and sauntered into the talk building. Silence engulfed the air, as there were barely any living souls in the company, except the security men hired to safeguard the area. A deep sigh flew from her mouth as she entered the office. She took off her coat and hung on the chair. Immediately, her phone rang, catching her attention. She glanced at the screen, it was Katherine. A cute smile spread across her face, etching lines of satisfaction beside her lips. “Hey, babes! I was about to call you now. I just came into town, so I thought maybe you should know. Are you busy right now? Gosh, I've got a gist about what happened back home yesterday.” She said, and Katherine cleared her throat.“You li
“I need to go, Kelvin. Don't call me again till I get back. I feel like your calls since today have provoked my anger."“You can say that again. You didn't think for one moment that I'd let myself get bored when I had you huh?" Kelvin's gentle voice said over the phone, and she chuckled. A beaming smile spread across her face, and she picked up her handbag. It was workday day, and she had a business deal she was after for the Fubris Company. It was a mega deal, and she knew that the company needed it. “I'll talk to you later, boy," she said to him, and he mumbled inaudible words. She ended the call and set out of the house. Her security team had prepared a convoy for her outside, after what happened to Katherine the previous day, she couldn't risk leaving the house all by herself. They drove down to the big hotel sitting beside a lake, it was the meeting point for the deal. As she entered the hotel, she went directly to the hall where
Mark Muller was sitting on the balcony, staring down at his magnificent compound. A sense of satisfaction settled in him, as he thought about how far he had come. He returned home trying everything possible to forget what had transpired between him and Pamela. At first, he didn't picture her to be someone to be scared of, but seeing what happened today, he began to wonder how far she would go to destroy her enemies.“Fucked up bitch!" He muttered to himself, darting his eyes around the compound, even though his mind was no longer there. His phone rang, and he stared at the phone lying on the small table before him. He let out a deep breath and licked the phone. His countenance changed, as he stared at the screen. “Hello.” "Yeah, what's the problem this time?" He retorted hastily, and the husky male voice behind the phone sighed.“There's a problem, boss. I think you might want to handle this situation yourself. I'm in the basement, and I have a prisoner here with me. You must want
Kelvin sat on the sofa, thinking about what had happened earlier. It had been hours since he spoke to Mark, and Pamela was supposed to be in Boston already. He furrowed his brow and glanced at his wristwatch.He could hardly focus on anything at the moment. Frank was a danger to Pamela, but how would he prove that without provoking his family more? The eerie silence in the sitting room was as sharp as a knife, cutting through his nerves as he stared into the open. “Come on, Kelvin. Think of something. There must be a way," he lamented to himself, his voice had grown sharp and irritable, a clear sign that frustration was taking hold of his demeanor.Blaring car horns from outside the building, called back his attention, and he froze and listened. He couldn't hear anything, so he left his seat and rushed outside to see what was going on.Before he could get to the door, the security man at the door had already opened the door for the wide. Frank and Pamela walked hand in hand, into th
“Everything you have seen in this video has been uploaded to several hard drives that will be distributed to every one of you. All you need to do is lay low and wait for my instructions.” Mark said, and two security men walked in with a big box and started distributing the drives among them. After the successful distribution to every partaking member, Mark raised his brow staring across the room, like a teacher supervising his students. “It's about time we witness the shameful collapse of the Woodlucks. It's time for justice and fairness to take charge, and let new power rise in the country. God bless us all!” He said, spreading his arms in the air, and a round of applause filled everywhere. Everybody had a contagious smile on their faces, they believed in him and couldn't wait to witness the destruction of the Woodlucks. ***In the Woodluck mansion, Kelvin collapsed on the bed, his eyes fixated on the ceiling when he heard the low squeaking sound from the door. He raised his fa
Mariana was alone in the house, as Johnny had returned and left for the hospital to see things for himself. She cursed herself under her breath and blamed herself for what had happened to Katherine. Her face was a mask of anguish, and her eyes, red and swollen from crying, spoke volumes about her grief. She sniffed hard, trying to control her growing rage and fear.“I'll get you justice baby. I will. I promise," she muttered, trying not to give in to the hot tears fighting for their freedom from her eyes. ***Kelvin had landed in Vancouzer the moment he heard of what just happened. He couldn't believe that of everybody feared, Katherine got the first attack. He didn't see that coming. He entered the police department in Vancouzer, and on seeing him approaching the front desk, every eye fell on him. “Mr. Woodluck, it's an honor to have to here again." The DPO said, and Kelvin looked around and back to him.“Indeed, it's an honor!" He growled silently, and the DPO widened his eyes.
The next morning, Kelvin was sitting on his sofa when his security guard walked toward him.“Boss, the DPO from yesterday is outside. He said you're expecting him. He came with a young man who he claimed to be his nephew.” He said, and Kelvin darted his eyes around."Well, bring them in." “Ok, boss." He said, and Kelvin watched his back as he walked out of the house. He returned almost immediately, with the DPO and a young man in his later 30s.“Mr. Woodluck," the DPO said with a smile on his face, and Kelvin returned the smile.“Please, sit down and make yourselves comfortable," Kelvin suggested, and the DPO smiled. Kelvin shifted his gaze to the young man that had come with the DPO. “You must be the Nephew we talked about." He said, and the young man buried his gaze on the sofa feeling starstruck. “What's your name please?"“Umm… Jack. My name is Jack." He responded, and Kelvin nodded his head. “So, Jack. Tell me what happened that day. You were there when my Ex-wife was attack
Mariana was making dishes and preparing to go see Katherine in the hospital. It had been 5 days since the incident, and Katherine was still in a coma.The operation and blood transfusion the doctors said they needed had been done, but it seemed it was up to her now. The doorbell rang, indicating that someone was around. Mariana walked to the seating room, but Johnny was not in. For the past few days, he had been avoiding her. He blamed her for what had befallen Katherine. She sighed and walked to the door tiredly. Her head ached, but she couldn't settle to think of herself at the moment. As she opened the door, to her greatest surprise, Kelvin was standing at the door with his dark shades on. Her brow furrowed, and she glanced around the compound with a perplexed look, unsure of what to do next.“Good morning, ma'am." He greeted her in a rather ugly tone, and she swallowed. Her face paled, and a look of shame washed over her features, like a cloud passing over the sun.She buried h
Early on Monday morning, Mark Muller had been arrested at the airport while trying to flee the country. It was just a day before the final court hearing, and the handwriting on the wall was becoming clearer. That Tuesday morning, Kelvin and Pamela left the house for the court judgment. Kelvin pulled up at the court with his Lamborghini Aventador, while Pamela followed shortly with a fleet of luxury cars as her convoy. All press and media personnel chased after her as she alighted from the car.“Good morning miss, what do you have to say to the public about your recent disappearance? Were you kidnapped and held captive against your will?" Their desperate voices rang out in unison. Different questions kept popping up, but with the presence of the security men, she was able to find her way into the courthouse peacefully. The hearing began shortly, and after the hearing, the judge called for silence across the room. It was time for judgment to be served.Sitting at the front row, Kel
As expected, Kelvin had filed a case against Mark Muller and General Orlando, accusing them of plotting every single attack on his family, including the disappearance of Katherine and Pamela.The city was boiling with the big news, every lip had the story on them, whispering to whoever cared to listen. General Orlando being a prolific person in the country, his involvement in the case took the government by surprise. Many rubbished the news until today, the day of the hearing. After the court case, every piece of evidence presented by Kelvin seemed to tally with his claim, but due to the caliber of people involved, the judge had postponed the judgment by two weeks. Kelvin got home that sunny afternoon, his face was beaming with a smile. He felt victorious at the end, even if the damage done couldn't be undone. As he entered the house, he went straight to his room and collapsed on the bed, his face fixated on the ceiling. He gasped softly, and a thought crossed his mind. He stood
Two weeks had passed since the rescue of Pamela and Katherine, and their whereabouts remained a secret between Kelvin and his hired gun. Pamela and Katherine had settled in Bucham, a distant city from Cintria. Kelvin kept them under the guidance of Tyler, his long-time friend. For old-time's sake, Tyler had taken Pamela and Katherine in just as Kelvin instructed, and he kept their location a secret to himself. One morning, Pamela woke up with a moody face. She couldn't sleep all through the night, the urge to return to Cintria was growing on her, but she knew she had to obey Kelvin's instructions. She couldn't make things complicated for him. She sauntered towards the door, and just as she tried to pull the door open, someone pushed open from the outside, and the door struck her on the forehead. She grunted angrily in pain, as she raised her face with a furious glare, she saw Tyler staring down at her confusedly.She furrowed her brow, staring back at him. “Am I disturbing?" He a
“Assholes!" Kelvin cursed as he sauntered into the house. He went directly to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey.“Fucking assholes," he cursed again. He was panting heavily, after a long day at the police department, he had failed to convince the police that Mark Muller was behind the sudden death of Frank. Given the situation, it became obvious that Mark must be monitoring his movement, somehow, he managed to find out whatever he did or discussed with anyone. “Maybe he knows about Juliana already, or maybe he doesn't." Kelvin thought. He paced around the sitting room, thinking of the next move now that Frank was dead. His phone rang, and he glanced at the screen. It was a call from Dead Target. He sighed and dropped the glass of whiskey on the table gently. “What?" He said abruptly as he picked up the call. “I believe you have a mission for me. Let me hear it."Kelvin exhaled and left his seat with a little worry all over his face. “I was going to call you, but some
Flying back and forth from Vancouzer to Boston was a hectic journey, but was it worth it? Kelvin sat comfortably in his jet, it was past 11 pm, as he flew back to Vancouzer. He had returned to Boston just as Juliana instructed in her texts, and the outcome wasn't all that he had expected. “Boss we're going down, please fasten your seatbelt,” the pilot announced, and Kelvin sighed. He did as instructed, and in less than a minute, they were on the runway. Kelvin gasped, peeping through the window. His mind drifted back to the moment in Boston, Juliana's palms caressing his chest, and building his urge till he couldn't hold back anymore.Flashes from the mind-blowing sex with Juliana came crawling back into his memory, and he let out a low smile. He took off his seatbelt and sauntered down the jet. His security team was already waiting at the airport with a fleet of cars to take him home. As they drove into his compound, he alighted from the car and darted his eyes around. “Where is
It was a new day as the struggle in the Woodluck household continued. Kelvin had been to several meetings, but all proved abortive in helping his Mom. The situation behind Uncle Theo's arrest turned out to be a big disadvantage for his course, and there was no one to turn to for help. He left the bed and started making his Early morning push-ups when he heard his phone ring. He abruptly walked over to the bed and noticed it was a call from Fubris Company in Vancouzer. “What the hell?" He said and picked up the phone. It was just 7:30 am, while would he be getting such a call he thought, so he picked up the call.“This is Kelvin, what's the matter?" He asked curiously, and a dull female voice greeted from the phone, “Good morning, boss."“We have a problem," the lady said and Kelvin furrowed his brow. “Mind going straight to the point? I have too many scheduled for today."“Sir a government agency just came into the company and ordered a total lockdown of the company, and every staf
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
“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
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