As we drove into the Mansion, Marvin’s personal guard welcomed us. It was an airy evening and I saw the look on Larry’s face, he was tired. The day had been long and tiring. Everyone needed a rest, but not me.The gravel crunched under the tires as I pulled into the driveway of Marvin's mansion. Larry, my steadfast ally, turned to me as we parked."You want me to stay, Cassie?" he asked, concern etched on his face.I shook my head, a silent acknowledgment of the delicate nature of the upcoming conversation."No, Larry. I'll handle this. Stay alert and be ready for anything." I said, acknowledging the fact that he needed some rest.“You know I could stay if you wanted it,” Larry said.“Yes, I am sure you could, but you see I can handle Marvin and I do it best when we are alone. Moreover, you look like you need a very good rest,” I said.Larry laughed, his tired face popping out wrinkles like an old man.“Cassie, you need the rest more than I do. Though I understand you are trying to en
Marvin and I delved into the possibilities. The conversation took an unexpected turn. We contemplated each Simpson's motive and means to carry out the attack."Lucas," Marvin mused, his eyes narrowing in thought. "He's always resented being in the shadow of Uncle Jonah. Maybe he thinks eliminating us would secure his position," Marvin said.I shook my head, my perspective diverging from Marvin's. "Lucas may harbor resentment, but I don't see him as the mastermind. There's something more sinister at play. Though, like I said earlier, I do not know him and I do not trust him", I said.But I knew that no one had kept an eye on Lucas all this while. No Simpson can be trusted!The revelation dawned upon me as I considered the intricacies of the Simpson family dynamics."No one considers Lucas, the son of Uncle Jonah Simpson, as someone who could do such things. He's always been an outsider, and his aspirations might be focused on creating a legacy independent of the Simpson name." I said.
As we made our way to the office, Shantel and Mr. Ross following us, the atmosphere shifted. A ripple of surprise coursed through the office as the unexpected guests entered.There were a lot of murmurs everywhere we passed through and I got it. People had not seen Shantel or Mr. Ross for a long time and they had different versions of what had happened, which of course may not be true.Then there is me, their chief Security Officer, who no one knew her whereabouts. As we moved to Marvin's floor, Rose held my hands and whispered to me, “I knew you could not let go of the boss,” she smiled.I smiled back but said nothing. I was very suspicious of her and I felt she was working together with her husband for Uncle Jonah.The day promised to be interesting, and as we navigated the sea of curious glances, the complexities of our shared dynamics became more pronounced.In the office, the air buzzed with a tension that transcended the ordinary ebb and flow. The regulators and police were alre
As we gathered in the boardroom, all the directors of the different subsidiaries, including me, were there. Uncle Jonah and every other person not in the headquarters were online on a video call. You could see the anticipation written on everyone's face.Marvin addressed the board with a determination that mirrored the collective sentiment. "We have a choice to make," he declared. "Do we allow Uncle Jonah's doings to cast a perpetual darkness over the company, or do we take decisive action to sever ties with the past?" Marvin said.I could see the surprise on Uncle Jonah’s face, he did not see that coming. Everyone looked shocked because some of them did not know what was going on and needed to be brought up to speed.The boardroom, a crucible of decisions, buzzed with murmurs and whispered conversations. The weight of uncertainty clung to us, but the prospect of redemption loomed on the horizon.June, her voice resonating with conviction, spoke out. She explained all that happened to
“Who called for the meeting Larry?” I asked as we made our way to the gang’s meeting. I was really feeling stressed but I was not ready to rest until I saw that I had accomplished all that we had planned.“Sancho called. He sent you a text, Cassie. You need to be prepared. They may need to know what our next move is,” Larry said.“We knew this was going to take place, they would want to know what is going on, after cutting ties with the Contractor, the Gang seriously needed a new source of income.Though we had managed to meet expectations I had promised the Gang I was going to surpass what we doing when we had the Contractor on board with us.We got to the warehouse and it was looking quite scanty as we approached the gates I could not see the men that I usually encounter outside the gates. I asked Larry to park by the side of the building. I was not comfortable with what I saw at the gate from a distance.“I don’t like the feeling I am getting. Something is not right. The setting lo
June and I sat out for lunch. She had not been happy with what had happened the other day at Marvin's office and wanted to free her thoughts from what she thought was a lack of respect for Marvin.“I am sorry you feel that way, June, but what I know is that Marvin was protecting everyone there and that includes you,” I said.“Why did he have to call me back into the room the second time just to humiliate me? I was truly vexed and you are the only one I could relate with. That was why I called you to discuss it with you. Marvin should not have treated me the way he did. I am supposed to be his wife”, June said.It is okay, hope you feel better,” I asked.‘I don’t, I should not have signed that contract because right now I am feeling extremely useless and cheap,” June said.“I understand how you feel but I would advise you not to feel that way because I should be feeling that way, my friend, but I am not,” I said.“I am married to him, Cax,’ she said.“I am in love with him, June,” I sa
The news of the jet explosion reverberated through the city like a shockwave. The night air, once filled with uncertainty, now bore the weight of an impending tragedy. Every one of us was shocked. Phone calls cut across every phone. People wanted to know what happened and who was on board.Shantel and Mr. Ross were missing, their fate hanging in the balance, a haunting echo of the shadows that seemed to envelop our every move. No one could say for sure if they were on board. I wanted to know if this mishap was meant for Marvin or for Shantel and her father.Why would someone do this at this point in time? A thought ran through my mind that it could be Marvin who was trying to do away with Shantel and her father to cover his tracks once and for all, but they were allies and friends for that matter.In the midst of the chaos, I took charge. The Martinez Gang needed to be informed, and swiftly. The call went out, alerting them to the situation. They were our allies, and in times of crisi
I drove quickly to the location where Larry had given me. All the while, I was careful to ensure that I was not being followed. It would take a lot to convince Shantel and her father that they were safe and I knew that.It was not an accident as Marvin had said and I knew it was not him that did this. My thoughts lingered around the Contractor andUncle Jonah. Something in me kept telling me this was not the work of Uncle Jonah, because what I knew of him, was that he was incapable of doing such harm.Who ordered this hit? I felt it was time to call the Contractor because he is the only one that can make multiple hits happen at the same time. Though I had killed the top assassins, I would not underestimate his capacity to carry out multiple assassinations in a few days.I got to the location. It was a motel. A very small one, for that matter. It was situated outside of the town. The night air hung heavy with the weight of uncertainty as I approached the modest motel where Shantel and