After meeting with Reynolds, she met up next with Ava. Ava had gotten to her through David. Amy had chosen the coffee shop she and Reynolds had first met together for them, since she was not sure anywhere else would be appropriate to meet.Being there earlier, she was going through the menu before Ava arrived."Hii". Ava greeted. They did not go through the hugs, kisses or shakes; but Ava did smile sweetly at her before taking a seat. "Did you wait long?""No, just arrived earlier than we planned""That's a relief. I thought I had kept you waiting".She looked around the shop. "This place is cute. I like it""It's nice", Amy agreed.Ava looked at her, smiling again before placing a bag on the table. "Here I brought this for you".Amy reached over, taking the bag off the table and looking in it. It was a bottle of red, her family's brand it seemed.Ava's family made breweries. It was something that had always been in the family, kind of similar to how the Bennet's business had begun in
Amy's head rested on the white desk with a low bang. She sighed. It had been about three days since she started working. She had not expected it to be easy, considering everything Isaiah had explained to her that the business had gone through. Like he had said too, more staff was needed. They would conduct interviews for the ones that needed to be immediately filled tomorrow. The rest, they could do once the company was more stable.She raised her head and looked round her office. Compared to where she had met with Reynolds the last time, it was not overly large, but it was not small either. His office had a large mahogany desk, curved at the sides and imposing. The large desk would have seemed too much to Amy on any other day, the amount of stuff that had been on the desk that day, she supposed it was not too much at the time. But despite how crowded it had been, the desk had not looked completely disorganized. It gave Amy an idea of how the businessman was in terms of orderliness.A
The meeting ended very late that day. His father had shown up later on into the meeting. He had come deliberately late, but he had come. Reynolds escorted his father home, upon his request, if he was to even call it that."You won't even take your father home?". The old man had asked when he had thought Reynolds was about to leave.. Reynolds had chuckled before helping his father into the car."I still don't understand why you had me handling everything if you had plans of getting involved and showing up". He said as he wheeled his father into the house."It's my business. Why wouldn't I be involved?", cane Gerald's nonchalant reply.It was exactly his point, Reynolds thought. Already tired from the day, he decided not to broach the subject any longer. The meeting was held and they had a solid plan. Hopefully his father would disturb him less now."I'll be leaving now". Reynolds announced, turning to leave."Already? Stay for the night. Your mother has been complaining non-stop that y
Pulling back, he gave her a satisfied smile. Amy didn’t know if that was for the camera or if it was because of the kiss. But what she knew was that there was a fluttering feeling in her stomach which quite scared her. Reynolds took her arm in his and led her to where their parents stood. Everyone took turns congratulating them, some even sharing their supposed love stories about how they had met their spouses and it somewhat irritated her. As if these people knew anything about love. Most of their marriages had been arranged just as hers was. She smiled when she saw David approach their group. “Congratulations, Mr. Bennet, Amy,” David offered a hand to Reynolds who took it firmly. Amy watched as both men shook hands but couldn’t help but notice the hardening smile they exchanged and how David’s eyes turned to slits. And before anyone could notice it, they masked their expressions but she of course had seen it. Amy had always been good at reading people probably prior to years of play
Reynolds scrolled through his tablet as he sat back in his car. It was a Saturday yet his father had asked him to meet Robert Martin for business. His old man knew nothing about limits. He answered his phone on the first ring when he saw the name that flashed on the screen. “One would assume you missed me,” Luke chuckled. “Of course”, Reynolds answered with sarcasm. “What did you find, Luke,” he cut straight to the chase. “You are no fun. Anyways they’ve been best friends since high school and from what I gathered they’re pretty close. It’s actually a wonder that they’ve never dated. In fact Miss Martin has never been in any sort of relationship.” Reynolds hadn’t expected that. Most affluent ladies he knew loved to be in a relationship but then again he was learning how Amy was different. She carried herself with poise and elegance and was reserved, he had noticed from their meetings. “Both of you make a good pair since you also barely date.” He heard him chuckle on the other end of
"Excuse me, do I know you?" Amy asked the strange man. "What are you doing here Dion and how do you know Amy?" Luke hissed, looking serious and quite intimidating all of a sudden. "In fact, do not answer that. Leave," Luke added. "Chill dude, she's someone I know from school. I just came to say hi," the strange man, Dion answered. From where he sat across from her she noticed how his eyes were unfocused. She could tell he was tipsy. "We went to school together?" Amy asked, her interest peaked. "Yes we did. High school to be precise. But then again I won't expect 'daddy's little princess' to know me because she only spoke to that guy always. What's his name? Aha! David. It's quite a surprise you're not engaged to him but rather that uptight man up there," he looked at Reynolds who had mounted the stage. "What happened, was David not good enough for you?" "That's enough, Dion. We can do this the easy way or the difficult way. Go to your table now or I call the securities" Luke threatene
The alarm blared loudly, cutting short the dream Amy was having about a certain pair of dark green eyes. Those eyes would definitely be her undoing and even maybe the owner of them. She switched the alarm off before it could ring again. It was six in the morning. Her stomach growled noisily signaling how hungry she was. She had missed dinner yesterday and had barely had any of the meals served at the party last night. As she stood from her bed abruptly, a sudden wave of excruciating pain struck her like lightning in her abdomen. Aunty flow couldn't have chosen a better time to visit, she thought sarcastically. It wasn't even that time of the month for her. She knew that because the tracking app she used had not updated her like it normally did. She dragged herself to the walk in bath house and performed her morning routine. She stepped in her room and noticed the sun was almost fully out. She decided on a blue dress which came with a belt, put on her heels and went down to have brea
Amy arrived at Ava's at 9 the following night. She was exhausted from the day's activities but she couldn't cancel on her friend. Could she call Ava a friend now? She supposed so given that she was in the building where she resided, attending her little get-together and bringing her flowers as well. She had thought it rude to visit empty handed so she got some flowers on her way from work. She entered the elevator that led to Ava's penthouse but just as the doors were closing she heard heels clicking on the ground hurriedly, like someone was running. "Hold it open please." A female voice yelled. Amy pressed the open button on the elevator panel. “Whoops I thought I wasn’t going to catch it, thanks”. Surprisingly, it was Sarah. She hadn’t looked up to see whom she was in the elevator with. She was busily rummaging through her purse. “Pleasure, Sarah.” At that , her head shot up.“Amyyy!” she squealed, pulling her in for a hug at the same time. It was the way her eyes sparkled that sh
Reynolds was shocked while listening to detective Jones.An enemy in disguise indeed .He didn’t know how to tell Amy but he had to tell her somehow .He had to figure it out .Meanwhile ,At the Smith ‘s house poor Ava was on a call with one of her friends when she heard a sound on the door .Two policemen entered as soon as she turned the knob.Hello miss Ava Smith ,I’m Sergeant Eliot with my colleague Sergeant Collins you’re under arrest for the possession of herd drugs and frame up .You do not have to say anything as this may harm you.Her dad tried intervening but Ava was silent as they led her to the vehicle .Tell me who’s the culprit Reynolds ,why are you quiet say something .Is it someone I trust ,someone close to me ,one of my friends ?Please say something .This suspense is killing me .Amy said Amy calm down.I know it’s hard to believe but Ava is behind this .Ava?Amy screamed in shock oooh wow but why will she do something like this ?I haven't offended her in any way and I’m
The next day, detective Jones called to inform Reynolds about the current developments.He informed Reynolds that he had in possession the parcel of cocaine that was found in Amy‘s bag. Meanwhile, Amy was seated close to Reynolds, listening to the whole conversation, but decided not to contact any of her friends to inform them about the current developments.She didn’t even want to know what they had gone through at the detectives office. She had been so down lately and decided to ghost them since that last incident .Her last trimester has been so tiring that she had to stay at home Detective Jones informed Reynolds that he was done with the interrogation, and the next thing to do was to call all attended people for fingerprints, and that will be the final straw of the investigation.I believe after this we’ll know who the real culprit it .Thank you for trusting me and I’d like to start with your mom and Amy,s mom first Mr.Reynolds ,he added.Reynolds quickly put a phone through hi
Detective Jones held what he wanted in his arms but covered so as not to destroy the evidence .It was the parcel of cocaine that had been found in Amy’s bagHe was so confused at the moment as to whether to take the evidence to work or leave it in his apartment.After several questioning ,he decided to leave it at home .The Bennets were still worried that the case was taking more than usual because they wanted to clear this up and plan for their wedding meanwhile the twins and Ava were preparing for their interrogation.Lieutenant Hoffman put a call across Sergeant Arnold and asked him to be available in his office in a minute.When he arrived ,he questioned if he had seen someone enter his office that morning but the sergeant replied in negative .Detective Jones arrived at the office later than usual .He was already expecting a tense environment.He had two more persons to interview the twins and Ava.Why had he not thought about her ,she was also close to Amy .He decided he wouldn
"How could you tell that detective that I had issues with Amy?" Sarah screamed at Jessie. Without waiting for her to reply she launched again, "and you eavesdropped on my phone call? Jess you eavesdropped on my phone call with my husband and went ahead to snitch on me to make yourself look good". "I did not snitch on you Sarah at least it was not my intention to, he was just so persistent and made me say it" Jessie said slowly. "How could you throw her under the bus to save yourself Jessie?" Ava asked and shook her head in disappointment.The first day of the interrogations had ended with only Jessie and Sarah being the first two to be interrogated. Ava had asked everyone to meet after the whole day to get to know what happened and as a form of emotional support but things were gradually going South between Sarah and Jessie. "I…I didn't know what to say Sarah. It was like he was seeing into my soul and I couldn't shake the feeling off that was why I told him the first thing that
Detective Jones picked up the next file in front of him; the name on it read Sarah O’Brien, she was Luke's wife. Luke who happened to be the personal assistant to Reynolds Bennet and his close friend too. In a way she was the closest to the Bennet’s and would probably have more information than any other person could. He flipped open his note to where Sarah’s name was scribbled and peered at it, so far he had not been able to deduce any falling out or argument between her and Amy but that was the scary thing. The hidden resentments were usually the worst because when it manifested it usually was fatal. A knock sounded on the iron door and he pushed his chair back and rose to his feet, it was time for the next person.“Sarah O’Brien right?” detective Jones asked and stretched his hand to the woman at the door. “Yes,” Sarah said and took his hand. “Please step into the room” he said and moved to one side, giving her just enough space to go in. He watched her walk into the room and
Detective Jones stood behind the door of the compact sized room used as storage for the numerous files which harbored the cases that had been brought to the station since it had been erected. Cases some of which had been investigated properly while some cast away and long forgotten, their files now accumulated with dust and fraying at the edges. They filled the room at one end and spilled into the other end at one side. Detective Jones had spent half of the night moving and shoving things to one side of the room, leaving the other side of the room bare but which now had a small table with two chairs one on each side of the table sitting in it. He planned to convert the room into a makeshift interrogation room just like the one they had and used in the headquarters when they brought in people for questioning.Detective Jones yanked the cranky door open and strolled into the room, he walked towards the only window in the room and pushed it open, letting the slant ray of sunlight fil
Amy weaved through the throng of people as she made her way to the table where her friends sat. Sarah stood up and hugged her as well as she could, given that the size of her stomach had increased by 3 since the last time they had met, which was at her baby shower. “How are you doing Amy? You refused to see any of us for almost a week since that incident” Sarah said and led her to a seat. “Are you finally out from your hiding?” Carie said and placed her hand on Amy’s lap. “I wasn’t in hiding, I just needed to get some things straight” Amy said to them.“We were all so worried about you Amy, we called your office but your secretary said you were not yet on seat. You refused to take our calls or respond to our messages, I hope you don’t blame us for what happened that day” Ava said. “I am fine guys but there is a problem, I am not allowed to speak or talk to anyone who was present during the baby shower because there is going to be an investigation because I was obviously framed fo
Reynolds sat in the waiting area waiting for the police superintendent. It had been 3 days since Amy's arrest and their last meeting and he couldn’t let it pile up any longer, he came in early in the morning because he needed to do something about the whole situation. He had contacted Luke the night before and they discussed strategies and plans to go about Amy’s case and how to prove that she was not guilty and they had come up with plans which he was here to try out.The door to the office opened and the man stepped out and gestured for Reynolds to come in. “Mr. Bennet please come in” he said and Reynolds followed him into the office he had been in for like the 5th time in one week. “I want to know what types of investigations are being carried out on my wife’s case,” Reynolds asked. “Well Mr. Bennet, we have not yet commenced investigations on your wife’s case” the superintendent said and rapped his fingers on the table.Reynolds was having a feeling that at this point this cou
“Mr. Bennet I’m sorry but that will be quite difficult to achieve at this moment. We don’t take it likely with drug offenders and the case has been transferred to the DEA’s table” the police superintendent said to a grim faced Reynolds who was sitting in front of him. “How is that even possible? You arrested my wife last night and in the space of less than 24 hours the case has been transferred to the DEA’s table? I know the amount of paperwork involved in transferring cases Mr. Superintendent so do not try to fuck with me. I want my wife’s case transferred to the headquarters” Reynolds said again. “Mr. Bennet I’m afraid that cannot happen, this is my jurisdiction and it is a sensitive case which…” “Don’t tell me it’s a sensitive case Goddammit” Reynolds shouted and banged the table in front of him with a clenched fist. “I want my wife out of that cell this minute and for her case to be transferred to the headquarters or else I will subtly fuck you up in ways you cannot imagine