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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
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ARROW'S POVStood beside me, her eyes on the door, her face a mask of silent determination. But we didn't have time to open the door before a man emerged from the shadows, his coming sudden and unexpected, like the soft, silent rustle of leaves in a fall breeze."Good day, sir," the man declared, his voice firm and authoritative, like the soft, gentle thumping of a summer drumbeat. I rose to him, my gaze locked on his, like the soft, gentle glance of a summer moon blazing full in the black heavens. "Good day, sir, Mr. Man," I replied, my voice measured and deliberate, like the languid, soothing beat of a summer's afternoon.His eyes contracted, such as the soft, mild concentration of a sunbeam, as he inquired,"Who are you looking for?" His voice was cautious, the gentle, soft hum of a summer bug, and it sounded like something illicit, something we could not be permitted to see. I was starting to get a creeping fear taking over me, the soft, gentle caress of a summer breeze on a hot,
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KALMIA’S POV As soon as I was through the inviting and warm doorway of our home, I sighed with relief, the reprieve barely out of my mouth when she cum back in, leading me dazed and confused through the events of that day that lay before me. "We're home, baby," I managed to croak out, my voice hardly above a whisper, as I fought to accept the revelations that had shattered my insides dumb.I confronted him, my eyes black with questions, and asked, "Do you think we saw each other today at the hospital?" The words burst forth from my mouth, piqued with emotions that alternated between shock, disbelief, and a touch of apprehension. I paused then, inhaled deeply, then almost timidly, confessed, "What next?"But instead of the dark, brooding visage I had expected, Arrow broke into a rumbling grin that I was certain would shake the walls very near at hand. I felt terribly tired-sick from the emotional roller coaster ride of the day. The last thing I wanted to do was think. Not now. I wa
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ARROW'S POV I stood there, feeling that afterglow of a passionate session, with pride and satisfaction. "Why won't you get tired?" I asked, my voice low and husky, my eyes lighting up with amusement, "Don't you know I'm a king?" "When I insert my dick in you, I shoot fire," I said, letting my words hang in the air dangling like a challenge, a promise of pleasure and passion. Kalmia laughed immediately like a melody in the room, her eyes sparkling with mirth and amusement. "I consent, just let me rest small," the whispered voice was barely audible, like gentle, honeyed breezes on a summer's day. Gazing at her laid out on the bed in all relaxation and satisfaction, I could feel something brewing in me--an emotion of love and tenderness. "Mr. Dick," she called in a voice husky and seductive as her eyes sparkled with amusement and playfulness. So, she stretched out on the bed, at last relaxed and satisfied, and something seemed to bubble up inside me--a feeling of fondness and tendern
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************* Kalmia probed, "Okay baby, what do we do now?" a lilt of curiosity and little anticipation in her voice. The words had barely settled in the air between us, suspended in that moment of expectation, and she waited for my response. Her expressive eyes were surveying mine, glittering with hope, inspiration, and insight. I paused for a second to marshal my thoughts, sifting through instances.. The silence suspended in the air held the anticipation alive. Finally, I answered, my voice heavy and slow, "I don't know." These words came out like molasses, rich and thick as syrup, while I weighed my thoughts to determine what, if anything, we were going to do. Kalmia’s eyes were still on mine; encouraging and shining with expectation were those eyes. Softly and encouragingly, she urged me on: "First of all, let me call my friend, yeah, you are right, please do that." The words came in a smooth rush, gentle yet full of hope and promise. Her fingers moved swiftly and surely over
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************ I was just trying to whisper out my distressing tale to Kalmia. "I don't know...I'm getting tired," was what I almost whispered, weighty as this particular discussion was about our investigation-the extensive researching hours and endless leadless cat-chases. It had been suffocating. I am drowning in the ocean of confusion with no lifeline around. But Kalmia responded to that immediately. "No, baby, please don't say that," she said urgently, almost in an insulted tone. "We can't back out now, not when we finally got it." It was almost like a shot of adrenaline into my system, with its reaction speeding up in me again. The conversation turned back on topic after the ringing of my phone. My eyes fell on the screen displaying Joseph's name. I paused at the moment and thought of whether I should answer it or not, but the hopeful gesture from Kalmia egged me to pick it up. "Joseph," I stated with an unyielding tone, calling him on speaker. His voice became alive and then i
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KALMIA’S POV In that moment, when he closed the distance, my eyelids began to stretch open wide, and my heart raced with doom. My heart traveled through my mind, but my feet were frozen in place. He came to a halt only when he reached my position. His hands slapped on the sides of my body against the wall, effectively trapping me. It made me horrified as well as angry to realize that I was cornered. "What are you up to, Mr. Man?" Drawing on every ounce of my control not to tremble, I demanded. In reply, he merely broke into a wicked laughter, a sneer stretching his lips that sent ice through my veins. I might have exploded at that moment, a kettle boiling over from a stove that had been left unattended. I was so angry, I didn't think before pushing him with all my strength. My hands hit his chest, and he stumbled backward, crashing against the table. The table couldn't take the weight, splintering and sending fragments flying outwards. Like I had a vision of his demise, heartre
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KALMIA’S POV I stood at the mouth of the compound, surveying the surroundings, mind racing with apprehensive thoughts that settled so deeply in me. The glorious sun beat down on my skin-even then, a chill finger ran down my spine at the thought of that suspicious, unknown man lurking about in shadow. Turning to the gate man, Jacob, my voice firm but tinged with a hint of concern, ready to boil over into full-blown anxiety. "Have you seen any strange or unknown man in this compound?" I asked with a glare in his direction, searching for an answer to any relief in his hesitation or deception. The light of my gaze fell on him, my eyes trying to pry the truth from the web he had spun with his words. Jacob squirmed beneath my scrutiny, his eyes darting back and forth like a trapped animal seeking a way out. The gatekeeper Jacob nodded slowly, his head drooped, remembering some dreadful thing he was trying hard to forget. "Yes, ma'am, I did," he muttered, voice straining away from him l
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************* We were just halfway through supper when we were suddenly struck by a scream that rented all the air and shattered the meal. The words spoken, of course, were almost inaudible; yet the tone was unmistakably clear-an expression of despair and anguish, full of dread, and very quickly sending a chill through my spine. "Who's that?" I asked Jacob quickly, with eyes wide open in curiosity and concern, my head turning toward him with expectation to know who could be crying. I waited, leaning over the table on my elbows, with my fingers tightly entwined, for Jacob to complete his response while the argument persisted and became more raucous, stubborn as a mule, my anxiety feeding upon it. While Jacob's eyes flicked almost afraidly towards the window, he breathed, as "I don't know, madam," he said, "Maybe it's that stranger.” Suddenly, I remembered that the odd man was still in the compound, and an ill-restrained smile crept over my face. A shock from the stranger seemed funn
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ARROW’S POV I entered my comforting home, the familiar setting enveloping me in a warm embrace. "I'll be fine. Thanks," I told Daniel as my voice trailed off into an almost inaudible whisper. The echo of that whisper was like a reminder of everything that had transpired a few hours ago. I hopped into my sedan while blaring some loud music to drown out the chaos in my head. The rhythmic beats from the speakers filled the hollow space for just a moment. Almost instantaneously, from the moment I pulled into the driveway, a profound sense of relief swept past me, finally arriving home. I went into the house and called my wife, "Baby!" My voice echoed throughout the hall, which then brought with it a gentle call that his wife answered promptly. "I'm over here," Kalmia would respond from bellow where the kitchen is with the warmth of an inviting voice. Following the source of her voice, I padded after her in the kitchen, where the smelly dinner floated tantalizingly through the air, almo
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DANIEL’S POV "It's as if the person left in a hurry, and I was just hung there, feeling uncertain. The cursor kept blinking endlessly as if to remind me that the conversation wasn't finished yet; however, the silence was becoming unbearably loud. And finally, after ages of waiting, a text popped up on the screen," I can't tie this one to you. The words would extricate themselves, letter after letter, each one wielding well-laid calculation to enhance the torment behind such severe brevity. Down sank my heart as the phrase registered within, disillusionment and fury swelling up in response to it. Those very words were so final, so dismissive-I could not help but wonder what other secrets had been muzzled by just those few words. It's fine, I said, desperately trying to sound as though I meant it while trying to weigh for more. It was a complete lie; nothing was okay. But I was in no mood to stretch this conversation. Because of their absence, I was fully charged and restless
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DANIEL’S POV What could Arrow have done to piss Visha off? Was it something personal, or just business? Whether it was something personal or business-the questioning Pollyanna's in my head like a vortex, taking me further into the miasma and making it harder with the passing moments to breathe. This was an avalanche being set to go down-Are Visha's motives ever so deep and multifaceted that it makes for a complex riddle? I was starting to process my thoughts when another message shot through on my phone, the noise sounding in the silence like a gunshot fired in the dark with jarring mention. "If Arrow doesn't go down, he will know my secret," read Visha's words, electrifying me like a tsunami, leaving me breathless and gormless. What could possibly be her secret? I wondered with a really piqued curiosity like that of a detective after a lead, racing through a thousand wild scenarios, each more tantalizing than the last. Something to ruin her reputation? Something evil? Each possibi
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DANIEL’S POV With the passage of two weeks feeling like a grain of sand slipping through an hourglass, my days trickled by, counted with pain and agony toward the evocation of my so-called heavenly vacation. Caged with anticipation, a living, breathing entity all its own wrapped its sweet, loving arms around my soul and began to suffocate with every passing moment, until it finally came to be. Boarding the plane, I felt the soft whoosh of closing doors like a wishful adieu as Jamaica, with rays of sunshine and azure waters, beckoned to me as a siren would. The money that Visha had funneled to me was burning wild in my pocket like a wild inferno that could be subject to control only by my intentions. I resolved to spend it all and shift my focus from worry and inhibition toward blending with unchecked joy at being on vacation. The sound of reggae, wafting through the airport alongside the aromas of jerk chicken and spices, seemed to carry me off to a world where one could shove
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VISHA’S POV I stood before the stranger before me: Daniel. My head was spinning with the gravity of our talk. The room was dim, shadowing the man in front of me, highlighting the sharp angles on his face. "Let's get to business now," I interjected, voice strong but slightly fearful; the words almost a dare. Daniel looked right into my eyes, his intense stare penetrating. His curt nod rippled across his dark mane. "Okay, what do you want me to destroy from Arrow?" he asked, sounds almost casual, his tone utterly colorless, as if this were just routine for him. I stammered, now not able to say anything, my head going whirling inside with mixed thoughts. In truth, I was not preloaded with any idea, but whatever it was, I knew it had to be something that would really hurt Arrow's functioning, leaving him crippled and exposed. "I don't know," I replied. "Maybe you can think of something good enough that when you take it from Arrow, he falls." Daniel's face grew thoughtful. Said while fu
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VISHA’S POV It was difficult to have missed out on the trending topic-the mysterious man on my social media feed. That is literally trending everywhere. People were talking and speculating about him. I got interested, my curiosity piquing. I called my friend Jemima, who picked up on the first call. "Hey, girl! What's up?" she said. "Did you hear the news about that mysterious fellow?" I asked her again. "Yap! It's all over social media. But I have no idea what to believe," she replied. "Some say he is a billionaire; others say a recluse.” I laughed. "I know, right? It's like a mystery novel. I seriously need to get in deeper." "Me too," said Jemima. "Let's dig deeper and see what we can find out." We were now on the activity of digging for more information about this mysterious man. We hit the web, reading articles and social media posts. The more we read though, the more questions popped up. Who was this mysterious man, really? What was behind his enigmatic persona? A
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ARROW’S POV My anger toppled over, and I took a step closer to him. "You did not think you had any other option, did you? You are working for me, and you're getting paid well. You have a roof over your head, food on the table. And this is how you pay me back? By putting one of your colleagues in harm's way?" The head of a man hung really low, and he nodded slowly. "I know, sir. I'm sorry. It won't happen again." I scoffed. "It won't happen again? You're going to make sure of that. “Guards!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the restroom. "Take him away! He's fired, effective immediately. Get him out of here and make sure he's never allowed back on company premises again." The guards rushed into the room, grabbed hold of the man, and started dragging him away all the while he struggled and protested. I was looking at them from the restroom door, totally unsatisfied with the whole affair. When they had left, I turned to the one who had been kidnapped and demanded, "Now, tell me
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ARROW’S POV After a moment, he spoke again in his low gravelly voice: "You're playing a game you don't understand, Mr. CEO," he said. "And you're going to lose." My heart started pounding as I tried to stay composed. "Who are you?" I demanded. The voice laughed. "You know exactly who this is," it said. "And soon enough, you'll know what I'm really after." The line terminated, leaving me with my phone in hand, pondering what's next from this mysterious man. For a minute, I sat there going through all the possibilities in my mind. Who was this strange guy? What could he possibly want from me and my company? I mentally reviewed previous encounters trying to match distant memories against anything remotely pointing toward answers. Resolute for getting to the bottom of it, I convened a meeting with my security team, to whom I delegated the assignment to trace the call. All security footage was also requested for them to find any leads about the mysterious man's identity. I had the i
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ARROW’S POV The eerie words of the man sent shivers down my spine as I considered how serious the matter was. I had to react extremely fast to protect the company and its people from this wild man, who seemed almost supernatural in his ability to get into our deepest secrets. I immediately called the top executives for an emergency meeting to discuss the problem and see what alternative I could give to the company. While we all gathered around the conference table, one could almost touch the tension. "We have to get rid of him," said one of the executive members in a straining voice tinged with desperation. "He is a liability, and we cannot have him around threatening our existence." Another executive nodded her head in agreement. "But how do we get rid of somebody that has... abilities like that?" she pondered, having already given a second thought to the very same question. We talked about everything from trying to understand this strange man's powers to calling for help from the
