But all he got from the driver was that he pulled down his window frame of the cab and dropped his hand outside saying, “Sorry about the scratch mister!”Doctor White’s face was a map of queries and his eyebrows raised in surprise. Was he not going to come down from his vehicle and talk to him? Did he take it all as a joke that his vehicle was scratched? Did he take him as a comic character so that he would just ignore him and only give him a wave of the hand and a subtle apology?While Doctor White was still beaming with confusion, the cab driver drove off with a casual air of detachment, the cab slipping through the commotion like a ghost.That was the height of disregard, Doctor White thought. He could see the person driving the cab - it was a man who was probably in his mind 30s, with tinted hair and broad shoulders but he had no passengers. He felt that it was awkward not to have any passengers especially since the road was quite busy and people were waiting to take cabs.But th
“Oh, yes, yes. Of course. I remember. But what if today she doesn't pass through the alley?” Morgan asked, showing the raw vulnerability of the doubt and fear that he still had inside of him.“Come on Morgan, we have to believe and hope that things work out. I believe it will - you should too,” Jude responded.“I want to believe brother but that was the same thing we thought that she was going to be walking out of the medical institute,” Morgan spoke, his words bearing a weight of faltering confidence.“Let’s leave that in the past. We still have a chance to get Camille irrespective and that is what we will do,” Jude responded. “Remember the stakes that are involved in all of these. This is way too important for us not to achieve.”Both Jude and Morgan followed after the vehicle until they got to a place that was a few meters away from the estate’s gate.Jude was hoping in his mind that the vehicle did not drive closer to the estate’s gate because it was going to be much more difficul
Camille soon excused herself after she seemed to have told Doctor White to back off so that she could go to her house. Jude could realize that Doctor White didn't understand why he was being rejected.Jude heaved another sigh of relief when he saw that Doctor White had finally left Camille alone.He then plugged his earbud device to connect with Morgan. “Morgan, get ready. Camille is about to pass that route I was telling you about. We are lucky that she didn't pass through the estate gate. At the moment I give the word, we should burst out immediately and reach for her.”Jude’s focus was a laser and a beam of unwavering concentration as he crept out of the cab with his head lowered. He turned his gaze to find out that Morgan had also crept out of his cab so he waited for a while for Morgan to meet up with him before they proceeded together.Jude and Morgan darted from one patch of darkness to another with their pistols hidden by the hook of their belts as they flitted through until t
Camille soon excused herself after she seemed to have told Doctor White to back off so that she could go to her house. Jude could realize that Doctor White didn't understand why he was being rejected.Jude heaved another sigh of relief when he saw that Doctor White had finally left Camille alone.He then plugged his earbud device to connect with Morgan. “Morgan, get ready. Camille is about to pass that route I was telling you about. We are lucky that she didn't pass through the estate gate. At the moment I give the word, we should burst out immediately and reach for her.”Jude’s focus was a laser and a beam of unwavering concentration as he crept out of the cab with his head lowered. He turned his gaze to find out that Morgan had also crept out of his cab so he waited for a while for Morgan to meet up with him before they proceeded together.Jude and Morgan darted from one patch of darkness to another with their pistols hidden by the hook of their belts as they flitted through until t
It had to be the same vehicle where the driver stuck out a hand and waved to him in an apology. Did the same taxi follow him and Camille to the estate?That was weird, he thought. He knew that he wasn't making a mistake about the taxi. It was the same purple taxi and he even memorized some other scratches he saw on it when his Range Rover was hit by it. The same scratches were still there.Perhaps he had to check the inside of the taxi, he thought. It might just not be a mere coincidence that the taxi came all the way over to where he wanted to drop Camille off. There had to be something more. Doctor White pressed against the window, his eyes straining to decipher the contents of the vehicle.Damnit!Doctor White shrieked, his breath coming in short and ragged gasp as his body trembled.He first saw a bunch of keys but on a closer look he a pistol beside it and two blood-stained knives.What the hell?! He suspected that whoever it was in the cab who hit him followed him to the estate
“Can you imagine this man,” the younger security butter in again. He was determined to prove that Doctor White was not making sense with his so-called observation. “How can you say that you saw weapons inside a vehicle that is not even in this street but in the next? How does that affect the safety of any of the persons who live in this estate?”His voice was contorted with query and aggression.Bambi was noticing some sense in what his junior colleague was saying. The street he was talking about was close to the estate but it was still a different street. Also, it was very possible that since it was night, he wasn't so sure of what he was seeing.Bambi flickered his gaze repeatedly between Doctor White and his junior colleague. “Look, Sir, what’s your name?”“You can call me Doctor White,” he responded.“Oh, so you are a doctor,” the junior colleague security butted in again but Bambi signaled for him to take it easy.“Alright Doctor White. Let's assume that what you said was even tr
Doctor White’s face flushed with a deadly flush of embarrassment as his soul was filled with despair. He wondered how a responsible man with a doctorate in medicine and surgery would be trading words with a drunken security man. He knew that it was beyond him to toil at that hour of the night with a security who didn't have a sense of responsibility. It was only Camille that could make him go to such an extent - and to think that he was even rejected by the same Camille.The junior officer continued with his mocking words with the precision of a drunkard. “So, why don't you tell me? What’s your agenda with her? Considering how long thay discussion was I assume that you were trying to convince her into something very naughty, weren't you?”The junior officer winked in a cut of mockery toward Doctor White. “Who would have thought that Mr. Doctor would also want to have some fun, haha.”Doctor White was so embarrassed that he wished that he could just disappear from the scene for a whil
“I am not sure how much time she has left but I don't think that she has much time left. Things are not looking good at the moment and she might die,” Janet Winston responded, her voice breaking amidst the silent tears that were dropping off her face.Janet was the last person to witness Lady Winston before she was in a state of coma. She recalled how she warned her against going to the meeting with Mr. Maxwell and how she told her that even if she was going to go, she should go with either Frank Winston or Thomas Winston.Why did she have to be so stubborn and refuse to yield to her counsel? She could see the handwriting on the wall. It was very clear to her that something was wrong and Lady Winston’s desperation to go for the meeting was what made her even more cautious about it.Lady Winston never liked to be in a position where she would be anxious. She liked to sit back and plan her best move but visiting Mr. Maxwell just seemed like a half-thought plan. There was no deliberation