“ I lost my Job. ” He said, his face grim and voice cold. I looked at the soaked and muddy figure standing in the doorway and couldn't help but burst out laughing. The detective glared at me, clearly annoyed. "I'm sorry," I said, trying to stifle my laughter. "It's just...you look like you just went swimming in a swamp." The detective rolled his eyes and hissed under his breath. "What's the matter?" I asked after my laughter finally subsided. "Before we talk, why don't you clean yourself up in the bathroom?" I told him, gesturing toward the adjoining room. "I don't want you tracking mud all over my room, and my staff has worked so hard to keep this place clean." "I don't have time for that," the detective said gruffly. "I'm afraid I won't listen to you until you've cleaned up," his sight made it hard for me to listen, putting on my best stern face. "It's for your good." The detective sighed and grudgingly made his way to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and let the hot wat
He made to turn towards the exit when he heard it again “ Raymond…. Is that you?, hold on Raymond”. Attempting to leave her bed with the stripes still in her veins but the nurses were quick to hold her down. “Raymond listen to me,please I beg you I didn’t mean to treat you the way I did these past years” “Please Raymond my love please don’t leave me please don’t go“ roselle kept pleading . “I understand but it’s far past the time to plead, I just came to make sure you were alright” he said with his back to her. “Turning to the nurses “please from now on call her family for any reason I won’t be available for her welfare anymore“ he said with a stern look And walked out. Roselle’s voice was breaking of the distance as he made his way out of the hospital to the road, it had stopped raining Memories of them together when happiness was still amongst them rushed in like the flood but so did the pain and humiliation he suffered from the afterward, blocking of everything he
“ she is sure beautiful but a pain in my ass” Raymond thought as he watched Powell from his ray-ban dark shades. His phone rang again for the second time “God dammit why is she buzzing my phone” he thought Just as he was stepping into the company building His eyes caught a small group of men hanging around a shop close by and he recognized one of them. “hey you, go pick those men up and put them in jail, I’ll deal with them later” he ordered to guards behind him and walked off. He got to the meeting room and found the detective and a well dressed man discussing over some documents. “Hello sir, this is the lawyer one of the best in town,” the detective said as he stood up to exchange handshakes with Raymond. “Welcome and thank you for accepting my case” Raymond said expending his hands for a handshake to the lawyer. “ the pleasure is mine, call me Paul” the lawyer said before sitting down. Powell stood at the far end of the room and watch closely observing the discussion and
“ so how long have you worked for my father?” Raymond asked in a way to make her comfortable seeing she still has a guard up. “Long enough now, I was one of the search teams that looked for you when you were missing” she said putting the glass now and threw a glimpse around the room. “Have a seat…..” “Powell” she added “ yes Powell have a seat” “ thank you sir I'm fine stand……” “ sit down powelll, you just love arguing don't you” Raymond said with a smirk, an amused smirk. She sat down lowly in “thank you” she said. “ so tell me how is my father being treating you?” “ he has being good to me, very good sir” “Okay and my stepmom and her son?” he went on “ I can't say much about those two” “ Of course, you don't work for them, and they are not exactly pleasing people to be around” Raymond said letting out a short giggle “How did you know that?” Powell asked surprisingly With her eyes slightly opened. “ well I have flashbacks of my memories, of the life I h
“Raymond you missed the board meeting today, and there was an important decision made” his father said to him “ okayyy, so was my attention needed for this important decision?” he asked trying not to be too inquisitive “ well, your attention will be needed from now on wards Raymond, you are now chairman and part of the directing boards” “Father…” but he was cut short by his father's hands in the air. “Son I'm now old and wary, my days of directing are over I want to spend my last days living and watching you man up” “I should have been approached with questions, with an choice, father I….” he thought of the detectives words and played back on his seat trying not to say anything more. “You what Raymond? Do you know how far long you should have done this already?” “Then why wait, why not give it to your other son” he replied with a scorn smile. “Raymond you are my first heir, and I didn't just spend resources finding you…for you to hold back on your responsibility! Its
Raymond gets of the plane as it lands on teterboro in NY he is long elegant in his two piece set of a shirt and shorts with snakeskin slip-ons as he makes his way to a private party he was invited to as the top invites and he definitely knew roselle would be there and whomever she decided to bring as his plus one. His plus one was no where tibbe found after a night spent in one of the lounges in Mississippi, he was only distraughted at the fact she went off with one of his expensive watches Knowing he was just not obligated to have a plus one his decision to go alone was not taken in well And as father would have it, he made him bring along his so called personal secretary to the event, why personal if she would have to follow everyone else around except her employee. But he gave no attention to her constant trailings and it also almost seemed he she was keeping her eyes on him to apprise his father of his activities which he made sure to have no foul stuffs done at this momen
"Hello, mate," Raymond asked his friend, Pete, on the phone. "I have a request.""What is that?" Pete’s voice was distant and distracted."Money. I'm in need of money.""How much?""Maybe ten grand," Raymond shrugged rubbing his head"Ten thousand dollars? What's that for?" Pete’s voice rose five decibels higher than normal."You know… I've been wanting to surprise Roselle. Maybe get her something really expensive that she will really appreciate. She said the gifts I give her are poor." He hesitated, but then he still said: "Just like me."He sighed. "Sorry, man. It's your fault, though. You shouldn't have gone for a rich woman. Sometimes, I think you don't deserve her. She deserves someone in her class or higher."He exhaled, rubbing his temples, trying to think. "You're right, that's why I'm trying to make it up to her. I want to get her something that she'll remember for the rest of her life.""So, you need money?""Yes, I do. I'll pay back.""Okay. I have a friend who lends money.
Roselle was in the living room when he woke up. He smiled and came up to her, planting a kiss on her cheek, but she pushed him aside. "You're just waking?"He sighed in exasperation. "Roselle, did you understand all that I told you? I was beaten, robbed… can't you see my black eye?"She hissed. "Well, I thought you were running away from doing your duties as a man and making excuses that you were not able to buy me a gift because you were 'robbed.' " She paused for a second then her eyes opened wide in realization. "Did you just raise your voice at me?"His head ached so hard he was unable to answer her. He walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Finding a carton of milk, he emptied it into his mouth. It increased her fury."Don't you dare drink that milk from the carton! I bought it with my money and all you do is put your mouth all over it. Answer me when I'm talking to you, Raymond."He turned to glare at her, but remembered that it was HER house he lived, he backed down."I've