"It's me, I have a special delivery for Alex Waynee." The postman's voice barely above whispers.The sky was black, as the weather went haywire, the electric pole and their wires rattling under the whirling breeze.The postman immediately brings out his black umbrella and covers his head.Gazing at the door, he knocked again."C'mon guys, the rain is about to wet my documents." His voice was laced with concern.Staring at Sandra in bewilderment, trepidation immediately reeked all of him, he stared at the door."Sorry! Mr postman, isn't it a bit late to deliver those items…I mean the time is almost 7.00 pm." His voice barely above Whispers."Can't I come tomorrow and pick it up at your office.?" Alex Asked as he rested his ears on the door to hear the postman."It's a special delivery from Evans Raymond." The postman's voice slightly above whispers slightly as he continues looking up at the sky, which is now getting darker.As Alex Waynee hears the postman mention Evans Raymond, he imm
Alex Waynee still couldn't believe what had just happened some 30 minutes ago.His head is heavy, his feet felt as though he was tied to a heavy milling stone.'What just happened?' His thoughts askance as he gazed into the ward where Evans Raymond was laid.Doctors were running helter-skelter, the muffled sound of the defibrillator and the doctor shouting, "Clear" was all Alex Waynee could hear.Tears welled down his eyes as he stared at Eric Raymond who was just entering the ward, his hands all laced with blood.Thoughts of how Evans Raymond shoved him off the podium and fell to the floor flooded his mindHe held his head as he watched the doctors do their best trying hard to revive Evan Raymond.Beads of sweat build down his cheeks, his eyes sore from the tears that held being welling down his eyes.Each passing doctor was a symbol of hope, but as Alex Waynee gazed into the ward again, the doctor had stopped defibrillating him.Fear gripped him immediately, he sank into the sofa be
Silence enveloped the car as Alex Waynee stared in disbelief at the image of the man carrying a bag into the premises.Trepidation gripped him immediately, his hand wobbly, the tablet almost falling off his hand."Young master! What is the problem?" Eric Raymond asked, his voice slightly above Whispers."I have seen him before… He is the man who had been stalking me for weeks.""Sandra and I met him one day at a restaurant, he had this scar and his gaze fixated on us." Alex Waynee's voice was laced with terror."The other day you came to the wishing well, he was there too and he gave Sandra a note to give to me." He said gazing intently into Eric Raymond's eyes."Wait a minute! You had an assassin stalking you and Sandra all this while and you didn't deem it fit to tell me about it?" Eric Raymond's face was etched in bewilderment."He wasn't much of a threat at the moment and I was beginning to think he was even on my side." Alex Waynee replied, his voice slightly above Whispers.Eric
"Hello! Where are you, young master?" Eric Raymond's voice is barely above whispers as he gazes at the original Wayne's pendant.The golden artifact glints from the light hanging above his head."I can't hear you, but if you can hear me, I'm at Savannah Suites." Alex Waynee's voice a bit husky.Hanging up the call immediately, Eric Raymond tested Alex Waynee and told him to wait wherever he was.John Paul had alerted him when he got the cyber alert of the searches made by Sandra Douglas.Immediately he moved and knocked out the historian and pretended to be him, so that he could retrieve the original Wayne's pendant from Sandra.Gazing at the back of the counter where he stood, he glared at the sedated historian and said, "So sorry Professor."Jumping into his car, he zoomed off to Savannah Palace.Moments later…"Young master! With due respect, you are putting your life and the lives of everyone who loves you in danger."Eric Raymond's voice was laced with anger.They were seated in
"I and Edward Hinnbergs had this thing going, but something happened…something I'm not proud to say out loud." Her voice was laced with trepidation.Her hands wobbled on the table. Gazing into her eyes, Her best friend could see the fear reeking all over her."Sandra, you can trust me with anything." Her best friend said, whilst holding her hand and squeezing it softly.Gazing into her eyes, Sandra began to rethink her idea of wanting to expose a big secret that might even end up getting her killed.But she trusted her best friend and Mrs Snow had proven to be the most trustworthy confidant in her life.Despite the overwhelming fear colliding within her, Sandra knew she needed to unburden herself, to finally exhale the weight that had been suffocating her for so long.Mrs Snow had weathered storms with her, offering unwavering support in times of vulnerability.Gazing into her eyes, Sandra took a deep breath, she steeled herself."Edward…He tried to sexually assault me the night befor
Alex Waynee's gaze immediately locked with that of his former Fiancée.The eye contact set off an emotional surge within Alex Waynee as if time had folded in on itself, compressing years of joy, heartache and longing into a single, charged moment.In that moment it was as though a kaleidoscope of memories had erupted.Each shard of recollection gleamed with the intensity of their shared history.Emotions rise like tidal waves, crashing against the walls Alex Waynee had erected around his heart.Their gaze felt like a bridge connecting the past and present, a fleeting echo of the love that once bound them together.He immediately moves his gaze away from the door to Mrs Williams, who had her face still etched in shock at the sight of the gold-plated platinum card."What is going on here?""Why is everyone staring at that beggar?" The cold and disdainful voice of Tyler Wells broke through causing everyone to laugh out loud."Why are you all wasting your time on him?" Janet Douglas's voi
"I am here to complete the transaction for the blue bag." Alex Waynee said as he approached the lady."Haven't I warned you, don't get me annoyed…the police were here earlier looking for you, don't make me call them back." Mrs Williams's voice was slightly above Whispers and laced with fear."Eric! Bring it in." Alex Waynee's voice was vehement. Immediately Eric Raymond walked into the store with a black bag that had the unique crest of Lex Adams International Bank.Immediately Mrs Williams saw the crest, she shuddered in trepidation."What's the meaning of this?" Mrs Williams asked in bewilderment, her eyes widened in surprise as Eric Raymond placed the bag before Alex Waynee and bowed before him.Mrs Williams stared askance at the whole scenario, her eyes were furrowed in bewilderment.Pacing around, Alex Wayne walked around the store, staring at masterpieces that were locked away in their various containments.Without sparing the lady a glance he continued pacing around the store a
The next morning Tyler Wells is sitting as receptionist at Elvis Global Empire.His heart raced as the thought of his father's voice scolding him very early in the morning reverberated throughout his mind.His father's voice echoes with a sternness that seems to cut through the present moment.Gazing around, Tyler Wells could feel the weight of his father's expectations pressing down on him, each word a sharp reminder of the standards he was to meet.'You have to get us closer to more power and influence in whistling meadows by getting us a merger or a good deal with Elvis Global Empire.' The cold and emotionless voice of his father reverberates through every fiber of his being.As he sat at the receptionist at Elvis Global Empire, his father's voice seemed to linger in the air, a constant presence urging him to excel, to prove himself, and more especially to live up to the family's name."Mr Tyler!!!" The 7th shout of the receptionist finally jolted Tyler Wells out of thoughts.Stari