"Why?" Amy asked, wondering why Oscar was suddenly so concerned. "It's important that I know, don't you think, I need to find him or at least get an answer as to what might have happened to him," Oscar replied, whilst keeping in mind that Amy might just be a suspect and her current reacting may have just proven him right. "I don't want you to involve yourselves in these matters, Oscar, concentrate on learning about the company while the detectives do their jobs." Amy tried to persuade him, but Oscar insisted for the last time. "Don't you want to know what happened to your husband?" He asked her and Amy sighed heavily, this wasn't a top she wished to discuss and hoped that Oscar would drop it soon. "I do," she replied half-heartedly, "But it's been two months, what are the chances that he is even still alive? Left to me, the case should be buried and forgotten... "Mom," Oscar exclaimed in shock. "What do you expect me to say, Oscar?" She asked, tears already gathering up
"That fool is after me!" John yelled and slammed his hand on the desk as though it was a cushion. "And that bothers you?" another man, seated across the desk in the dimly lit room asked. He had a cigarette in his right hand, and a mug full of alcohol on the table in front of him. He had no shirt on, as he enjoyed being massaged by the hired stripper running her hand all over his chest. "Does it bother me?" Jordan exclaimed in shock, "Of course, it bothers me, you moron! do you know who the Slytherins are?" "The Slytherins?" The man laughed, sucking from the cigarette and exhaling through his nostril. "The Slytherin's couldn't find their CEO for over two months now and you think they'll find you? ha! Even if try to do, Aiden Slytherin is on your side... "Aiden Slytherin my foot!" Jordan cut him off, kicking the chair that stood next to him, "Aiden Slytherin is nothing compared to their new CEO, that man is all-powerful! Aiden himself need my help to take him down but t
Everyone froze for a moment, even the fight stopped as they waited to see if they'd hear the sound again. This vicinity was located underground, in the basement of a good-looking building. The owner of this house was none other than Kabir, an Indian businessman who had moved into Axel City and bought a house, only to move out two months later to the United States for the same purpose he had come to West Arcadia in the first place. While leaving, he entrusted the property in the hands of a family member, Raj, but the young man did more than just take care of the building. The basements were his secret hideout and that of his men who dealt in drugs together. He lived alone but had lots of guests ranging from Jordan to Wades and a bunch of others, and for more than five years, they've been working together even though he always claimed to be the boss. As soon as Raj heard the sound on the door, his heart skipped a beat. He paused his fight with Wades and contemplated on whether
Get your hands off me!" Raj tried to push him off, but Tom's grip was metaphorically the same as a coconut crab. "And so if he lives here, then what?" Raj asked because there was no way he could convince them otherwise. Now he knew that the phone-like device that the agent was holding, tracked Jordan's phone down here. But how was that possible when Jordan's location was never turned on? "Where is he?" Tom asked, yelling at the top of his voice, while Raj appeared indifferent. "Look around, did you see him here?" He asked, giving Tom a second to look around the room. "Go ahead, search everywhere until you... "Shut up!" Tom silenced him with a punch across the face, before tossing him to the side of the room. If he wanted to get answers, he'd get them from the scared one, the stripper. The young lady almost died on the inside while Tom was yet to approach her, she almost screamed but placed her hand over her palm to stop herself. "You want to live huh?" Tom asked, withou
A.N [Sure you want to know how they got out of there, just hang on a little longer] ___ Sunday morning Harley's Hotel Axel City 9 a.m Ellen did not smile at anyone till today, after the experience at the Slytherin Empire building, she was left shocked and devastated. She thought about how much it would cost to swallow her pride, pick up the phone and call Oscar, but even if she did, what were the chances that he would pick up her call? As for Micheal, he was yet to receive the news that someone else had bought the stake that he wanted, he made all the calls that he could to see if there was anyone to help, but none could interfere with matters that concerned the Slytherin Empire. He didn't sleep at the hotel last night, and Ellen couldn't care less about his whereabouts, once she claims her father's company "or so she thought" she'll dump him and move on with her life without or without a man. But to even save her father's company, she needed to call Oscar to sort
"Oh!" Ellen exclaimed, "What's your plan exactly?" She inquired with a hint of curiosity on her face. "I just said it, we plan to invite him to a restaurant for a conversation without him knowing that he's coming to meet me... "And you think that's the best idea?" Ellen cut him off, unable to believe that a fully grown businessman could come up with such a plan without looking into the consequences. "It's not the best idea," Micheal replied before taking his seat on one of the sofas. "It's the only idea Because there is no way in this world that I am picking up my phone to call that loser." "I see," Ellen muttered, "Tricking the CEO who doesn't want to see you into meeting you is what you call an idea? oh lord!" She exclaimed, "Just pick up your phone and call Oscar, swallow your pride and save your company, to avoid trouble." "Now you are just saying nonsense," Micheal exclaimed as he stood up from the sofa and headed for the bedroom. "Don't say I didn't warn yo
Monday 8:30 am Wade just walked into the Slytherin Empire feeling uneasy. After the incident at the basements, he couldn't help but feel that there were FBI everywhere constantly waiting to catch him. As for how they had escaped the FBI in the basement, he could only call it a miracle. They had overhead the FBI planning to check the whole room and panicked for a moment because they would be found in no time. The chamber was large enough to contain a king-sized bed with enough room for a sofa and a few other home appliances. But most of these spaces have been occupied by gadgets and machines used to prepare *** and bind them before smuggling within and out of the country. They knew that once the FBI found the door, they wouldn't hesitate to unlock it and they'd be busted, so each of them grabbed a gun and pointed at the door to prepare for the worst. "Where the fuck does this shaft lead?" Jordan asked looking up at a hole in the ceiling. From the looks of things, the the
3: 34 pm Wade made his way to the main building, he had intentionally not gone back there hoping that Oscar would have gone because until now, he had no idea that Oscar was the new CEO, not many people in the company had this information yet. "Hi," He walked up to the receptionist but met a different person this time because the shift for the first receptionist was over. "Yes, welcome sir, how may I help you?" She asked him. "Uhm, I just wanted to confirm if Mr. Oscar is still around, he visited earlier and wanted to see me, but I have been busy all day, so I couldn't meet him." "Yes, Mr. Oscar is still around," she replied and Wade sighed, that was a failed attempt. "That's a surprise." He uttered. "What do you mean?" The receptionist asked, curiosity written all over her face. "I thought he'd be gone by now, you know, most visitors just show up and in an hour or two they'll leave." He replied. "Huh?" The lady raised a brow, wondering what nonsense the young man bef