Ryan's POV"I need to speak to someone" I demanded coldly."You are a murderer, a heartless one at that to remain at the crime scene. And you dare to ask to speak to someone?" One of the officers had replied "Yes, I still have my rights" "I'll tell you what, you have no rights whatsoever in here" "Let's hope that you won't regret this" I warned "Believe me, I won't. We are helping you by keeping you here. A lot of people out there want you dead. You see, what you might not know is that you just killed a very important man" the officer explained "I did not kill anyone. Even if I did, I am not stupid to remain there" I objected "Except of course if you wanted for it to look like this like you are not stupid to remain there" the officer added nodding his head "Oh God, you believe that?" I asked "Of course I do, we will await the autopsy reports" he answered "Can you not even try to look for other suspects? Or other persons that were at the location at the same time?" I asked "Y
****Mrs. Bruce's POV55 years ago, a little girl watched her mom struggle to get on from day to day. Her father died when she was just one, leaving her mother with two kids to raise. Whatever she did, people never saw the hood, no one wanted to marry a “half-woman” as they called single mothers then. Securing even a place to stay was as tiring as birthing a child. “Ma’am, we can’t let a single woman with no husband and two kids stay here. It can bring a lot of trouble, what happened to your husband?” They thought she was one of those loose women out there. Her mother breathed pain, lived in misery, and died unhappily. Even though the world has gotten better than it was then, single mothers are still stigmatized daily. Her daughter doesn’t tell her but she knows, she sees it in her eyes; carrying a bump around with no man to show. This was why she was concerned, she did not want her daughter to experience or live as her mom did. She wanted her to be accepted by society and be ha
****Hayley had a tough time picking out the dress she wanted to wear. But each dress she picked was either too tight (making her look desperate) or short (giving off some vibes) which she did not like. She wanted to be a woman in her dress, feminine, classy, and yet decent. She thought about what Olivia told her and wondered if it was true. She always dismissed thoughts of her feeling affection towards John and she pretended to be oblivious to the way he stared at her sometimes like he was lost. She just wanted to be sure and do what was right for her and her unborn child. John was no doubt a great man but what if he did her dirty? Or leaves like Clyde? She had to think of these before entering into any relationship, the last one had damaged her beyond repair. Would John be willing to care for a child that was not his? All these would affect her decision to either be with him or not. “I feel like this a plan for you to get John and Hayley together and I have never seen you this e
****“Son, you don’t look good. Something about the call?” Mrs. Morbian asked Alex at dinner with Theodore when she noticed he was odd.“Yes, the call. I have just learned Olivia was arrested in connection with the murder. She was the only one present at the scene” he replied sadly shaking his head.“Oh my God. Murder? Olivia? How? It is impossible. They must have her mistaken for someone else. Christ!” Mrs. Morbian did not want to believe it. “Guess we have to go to the station ourselves and find out” Alex had said.The Morbian and Theodore family agreed they should all go together and see how they could help. It was one thing to be a suspect in a murder but a different thing entirely to be the only suspect in a murder. They called on different lawyers to see if anyone was willing to help take this on, this was definitely beyond them. And if they wanted a lawyer, they needed a damn good one. The question is, can they afford one? There are no “good Samaritan” lawyers handling cases
****Eleanor got a call from Booker saying he got some information for her. She had been waiting for almost 30 minutes now, she had asked him to keep a close eye on Alex for her, where he visits, and who he sees. She wanted to find out if he had a terminal illness or something. She was beginning to believe the intel she had received because Alex had avoided public gatherings since she heard about the blood incident. “There you are,” she said sighing after she saw Booker come in“What took you so long?” she asked“Did I take long? I am sorry. I was trying to get the address right”“What address?”“You asked me to keep a close eye on Mr. Alex, that is what I have been doing” “So, tell me. What is it?”“It turns out you might be right. He went to the doctor. I am very sure it was a private set-up meeting because the place did not look much like a hospital”“Well, that is not surprising considering he would not just go to the hospital. This doctor must be very trustworthy. Did you mana
*** Alex *** "Hemoptysis" the doctor said. Alex frowned at him, "okay?" "It's associated with the lung, yes but it's not cancer and can be treated." He didn't know what to feel, excited, relieved??"Does that mean I am not going to die soon?" Alex ask to confirm."Yes" He smiled. "You were just worried for nothing." "That's good to know." Alex sighed, that means he was going to live a good and long life with Alina."However." The doctor continued, "if you don't come for treatment soon or start immediately, I don't know what will happen next." Alex nods at him, "When can I start the treatment?""The earlier the better.""Will I be admitted in the hospital?"The Doctor glanced at him, like he just asked the most stupid question. In an attempt to save himself from the embarrassment he was beginning to feel, Alex scanned the office, like it was his first time there. His eyes caught a family photo on the Doctor's desk.Alex sat up, "Isn't that...." He trailed off. The Doctor st
*** *** ***Ryan sat where he was, ignoring the obvious commotion that was going on outside because of him. "I demand that you release him!!" Grandpa Tony yelled from the counter at the officers on duty."I'm sorry, we can't do that, not until he confesses.""Confesses for a crime he never committed?" "Until he is not proven guilty, there's nothing I can do.""My husband would never kill anyone." Alina butts in."How can you be so sure? Vouching for a husband that looks like crazed man? I'm surprised you are not crazy yourself." The police snaps.Ryan clenches his fist, glaring into nothing. Unlike other incoming inmates, old inmates never dared to talk to Ryan or pick a fight with him. The cold icy gaze was enough to send them to the corner of the cell, completely avoiding him.He wishes Alina wouldn't care and just leave the police station. If he wanted to leave the station, he would right this minute, all he had to do was make a phone call.He hasn't made a move because he is wai
*** *** ***"Oh!" Alina gasped out, "see who it is."Ryan surveys the environment, searching for who she was talking about. In the police mini park, pacing around and mumbling under his breath was Asher."Isn't that the man that helped us out in digging Grandpa's grave?""Is he?" Ryan answers, "They might just look alike.""Or maybe he is." Alina argued, "They have the say hairstyle on and bracelet, it's too much of a co incidence. We didn't quite catch his name last time.""That's because we didn't expect we would be meeting with him soon.""Come on, let's go say Hi and thank him for the other day." Alina smiled.Ryan stood where he was, watching Alina go.Alina noticing Ryan wasn't following her, plasters a small smile on her face as she approached Asher."Hello... It's you again.""Ah.." Asher grunts in surprise, his eyes meeting Ryan's cold gaze."Didn't I ask you to stay out of these?!" Ryan asks with his eyes, twitching his lips unpleasantly. A low whimper escapes Asher lips,
**** "I don't understand you" I continued when we entered the car "if I'm to be treated like a queen, why are you driving when we have an entire entourage behind us?" I asked "Because I'm treating you like a queen, durh" "I'll think of you as my driver then" I smiled satisfactorily. "I have a very juicy news" he licked his lips. "I can see it's really juicy for you to lick your lips, did you taste the juice?" He glared at me and concentrated on driving. Knowing him, I knew he would continue talking. "My three year old girl is dying to see you. She even decorated her bedroom and expects you to share the room with her" he said admiringly. "I knew she would always be smart, smarter than her father who paid an entire entourage to accompany us home" "It's was her idea, so that means I'm smarter" he bit his cheeks to surpress himself from laughing. "Wow that's so smart of her, she deserves a medal." I replied wiping the smile off his face. "Hmph.." he
Five years later, Courtney I stood at the arrival terminal in the airport, looking for my ride home. I had travelled to Europe for college with the help of Div and Donald and graduated with an upper class in law. I specifically chose to major in law so I can lend my voice to those that are voiceless. I saw a flag raised up with the name CounterKnee. I shook my head and walked to the person who was busy chatting away on his phone with a big smile on his face. I smacked him on the arm "Didn't I tell you not to call me CounterKnee?" I playfully glared at him. "What do you expect me to do when I miss you so much?" He grinned at me "Should I blush now or what?" "None, a hug will do" I hugged him tight "it's been five years" "I know right, it feels like yesterday and it also feels like ages ago" We disengaged from the hug and he collected my luggages from me, leading me to sleek car and I noticed an entourage. "Please don't tell me you hired
Donald "I knew something was up with that Uncle of yours. I never liked him." Mum said after I narrated everything to her. "I still can't believe he tried to kill me and Courtney." "I haven't told your father about it. You mentioned Div just now?" "Yeah, he's the one that helped" "That's new, the Div I heard about is cruel and he's a Drug Lord." Mum explained. "A drug Lord? Courtney got herself involved with a drug Lord? Is that why the police man saluted to him" "Maybe..... I'll head over to the police station. They should wrap up the case, we aren't making any charges. He's dead, we don't need to mention his case in court." I shrugged and eyed mother who was staring at me with mischief. I went over and hugged her tightly. "About Courtney" mum started. "Don't even go there mum..... don't" I disengaged from the hug and flashed her a grin then went to the kitchen where I met Flynn and Eva cooking. It was a sight to behold. "We're sorry,
"What contract you signed with mother ends today, I'll give you the money" My heart plummeted down, I wanted the money for college so I can't rent an apartment till I apply. "I want to work for my money" I argued "No, you've worked enough. I'm going to sponsor you to college and you can always consider this place as home" I wanted to raise my head and look at him. He pressed my head back against his chest "No don't look at me" "Thank you" I said with so much sincerity. "You deserve it CounterKnee" " Sorry to break you guys up, but what the heck happened?" Another voice said "Mum" Donald cried out, not masking the surprise in his voice. His mum?!
*** He stared at me as if he couldn't believe what he was wearing and pulled me into a hug. I let myself be hugged and relax in his embrace. It's finally over, we conquered our nightmares. "Know the first thought that crossed my mind when I saw you?" He asked, his chin resting on my head. I shook my head negatively against his chest. "Who's this fierce beautiful petite lady with wild chestnut hair who isn't afraid of my cold aura and broke through, now I have a warm heart willing to love." "What do you think when you see now, after you know, everything?" I asked "Wow, my bossy maid is one hell of a strong woman, beautiful and fierce at the same time, selfless too. She's one of the people I hold dear to my heart now." I blushed, surprised someone still thinks of me as beautiful. "What contract you signed with mother ends today, I'll give you the money"
ourtney ️ I watched helplessly as the policemen took Div away. "I'll be okay and probably be back in the night" he said as they took him away but that didn't alleviate my worry. Killing Simon was self defense, the police should know that. Seeing I wasn't convinced "what about bringing your flowers this night?" I smiled and nodded in agreement. After he left with the police, an ambulance came to carry Simon's corpses and I was asked to vacate the room without cleaning as they need evidence. I packed my belongings and moved them to Donald's room. I sat on his bed, reminiscing. Simon is really dead, my nightmare is gone. It still felt surreal. Donald entered and sat quietly beside me. "I'm so sorry Nora, I'm sorry I didn't believe you" he pleaded. I looked at him and placed my hands on his, "If I were you, I wouldn't have believed a stranger over my blood too so I'm not angry."
Donald I entered the room and stood in shock as I watched Uncle fall slowly to the ground with a strange man holding a gun. I glanced at Nora, she was holding a gun too. Where did she get the gun? "Who the fuck are you?" I wanted to ask but the words died down in my mouth when I saw her run to the strange man. For a moment, my heart surged with gratitude towards the strange man. He save Nora. I didn't mind that Uncle is dead, after all he had been planning to kill me too. "Who are you?" I wanted to ask again but the police men interrupted this time. They looked at the gun in the strange man's hand and Simon's corpse. "You are under arrest sire" The police man saluted before talking which only made me more curious. Who exactly is this man standing here??
*** After I killed him, she ran over and hugged me, surprising me completely. My sister was the only person that could hug me, here, another person is taking her place. I hugged her back not caring about the person behind me who should be the owner of the house. Hugging another person after a long while felt good and refreshing so I held on to her, not worried about the blood seeping into my clothes. "B-bo-boss" Jeff stammered. "Just kneel and raise your hands up till I come back and clean the mess here" "W-where are you going?" "Police station." Just as I said it, a batch of policemen entered fully armed and took in the state of the room including the kneeling Jeff.
DIV While I asked Jeff to stay guard of the house, I also stationed two more people. When I got report that Simon was heading to her room and destroying things in his bedroom, I knew he was going to do something other than having sex with her this night. So I got into my car and drove as fast as I could. I told her I won't let his blood stain her hands and I'm a man of my words. I'm not going to let her go to jail because of him. I couldn't protect my sister then and she's going to be angry if I don't help Nora. I entered in time to see him choking her and her pulling the gun I gave her out. I stood, watching the entire exchange, waiting for the right time to make a move. When he pointed the gun at her, I pulled my gun out and was about shooting. Then she threw the lamp at his hand, aiming perfectly. She picked the gun quickly and made to aim. I took action then and killed him. From my research, the Simon of a man has about twenty more people in ca