Novels by STESSY B.

JAMIE After what feels like months which has just been a few weeks in getting what more information I can get about F.S. FASHION, I don’t think there will be more I can get if I am not there. I’ve waited on Eric for more details but he’s taking longer than expected. I’ll have to give Fred a call to find out what his progress is on the search no matter how little he has, I will deal with what I have, then plan a visit to the company. Who knows, I might hear something, since I know office employees love to gossip a lot you never know. The company is actually in chaos at the moment and from what I gathered from Fred, they are seeking companies to bid for their shares or might declare bankruptcy soon; which means they are really in a bad shape since the current CEO died. This is the best time to make an offer but I think I’

EMA “Yeah” I scoop up the last of the ice cream in the bowl and put it in my mouth. “So from my knowledge of what’s happening, the new CEO will be a young man so he’ll obviously need an assistant” “And where did you get that tid bit of information huh?” he wiggles his eyebrows at me asking “Uhh...lets just say, I have my ways as well” I smile mischievously cause I can’t let him know its just a speculation cause if he does, he would not let me leave it down. So I decide to just keep that little tid bit to myself “Uhuh, I see” “Yeah. Don’t tell me you don’t trust me…” “Not that I don’t trust you, you have your moments, I am just being sk

EMA Smiling slightly, I make my way to the kitchen to get my ice cream from the fridge. The house is not big so I can hear him from the kitchen. “Do you want to share my ice cream? So I can get you a spoon as well” “Of course. Don’t think I’ll say no to that” “I would have been surprised if you actually said no” opening the fridge to get the ice cream, I realise he got two containers of Ice Cream from Njeiforbi...Mmmm and its Coconut flavour. Spectacular! *Mentally kisses fingertips* I take another spoon for him, leaving the other Ice Cream in the fridge for future consumption and get back to the living room “What!?” he says, clutching his hand to his chest fending hurt

EMAHe turns on the couch now, facing me completely and takes my hand in his. Looking at me in the eyes, he says very calmly that its a little scary“Ema, I know you really want to find justice for your Dad but are you really confident you’d find what you are looking for? This is very risky and you never know what you might find instead. Why don’t you leave the job for the experts huh?”“The job was left to the experts a long time ago and what happened? Nothing! So I want to find out what happened. You know I wouldn't rest until I actually do. Even if I can’t get all the info I want, I have a strong feeling I’ll get something out of there. I can’t just get out empty handed”“Or maybe you might not get out empty handed

EMA He stands in front of me staring me down and waiting for me to answer. I have the answer in my head but I don’t know how to voice it out. And I can’t let him know he’s right again, which he always is. “I uhh...I’m not avoiding you actually” why am I stuttering…? “Yeah right.” he says while rolling his eyes cause we both know am lying. “Okay. Just a little but there’s a reason and I think its not appropriate to talk about it while at work. Soooo “ I drew the last word, wanting him to understand what I mean… “Yeah sooo…?” He lifts a questioning brow. Yeah right he’ll really make me say it. “Ugh..yeah so would you come by this evening so we can talk? I know I know, I’ve been avoiding you”

EMA We are done eating by now, but our drinks are still there so we sip slowly. Smiling, I lean forward like it's a conspiracy and try thinking about it properly before I say what I remembered. “What if I take a two months holiday? I’ve not gone on leave or had any vacation time off for quite some time, I could use that time to work there. They won’t have to know I’ll be working for only two months though…” “And what are you going to give as your reason for the leave, vacation or whatever you’re taking permission for?” he lifts up his left brow in question Ehhh… Seems like my plan wasn’t well planned in my head as much as I thought. Well, what am I going to say? I can’t say family emergency without something to back it up with…..Or I co