David was a friend she had met in school. Everyone had called him Dave for short and he had also seemed to have preferred it. He had explained to her one time that everyone called him David at home. But Amy had continued to call him David, the one she had become close with before finding out that his family was affiliated with hers. If there was one thing she later learnt about David's family, is that they knew a lot of people.
"No one of interest this time?", their conversation continued back in the living room. She might have overthought it, but Amy thought she caught David's eyes lingering longer than normal on her legs as she raised it to sit sideways on the couch.
He chuckled lightly. "No. No one"
"Uh-uh", she said in disbelief.
"Believe it or not Amy. There's no one to fool around with. And hold up, I don't believe I talk about that with you"
"You don't?" she asked teasingly. When it made
him a bit lost for words, she laughed. "You dont", she assured him. "It's more or less like an insinuation. Its kinda hard not to notice it. You know that something that makes your trips very enjoyable" She emphasized the 'very' still smiling teasingly at him and rolling her eyes.
He glanced at her fondly before looking down smiling awkwardly.
Was he that uncomfortable talking about that with her? Amy wondered why.
"Yeah... well it was not my usual trips this time. It was business so couldn't really think of those things "
"I did meet someone funny though. I wonder. Is it a trend for business men to keep long beards"
"What?"
"This man I had a deal with had very long beards. You know me, I have nothing against beards. And I don't mean the kind that can still be considered normal. Worse, he kept stroking it all through the meeting ahhhing and oohing at almost every thing.."
Amy burst out laughing. "At what point does beards become abnormal?"
"I don't know but definitely not what he had on his face".
Feigning seriousness she asked, "Have you seen your father lately? He seems to be going with that trend". David stared at her ready to retaliate until she began to crack up again.
"You know, you are one to talk. I do remember your father also having these beards one time..."
She interrupted him. "No..no. My father's beards are just fine. He keeps them neat and nice".
"I just wonder how hard it was for you not to crack up".
"For the sake of the meeting, I had to endure". He sighed dramatically.
"Now a serious boy eh", she stared at him while he raised both hands up, shrugging.
"When do you plan on going home then?"
He groaned quietly. "I honestly don't know nor do I have any plans to do so soon"
"Huh. Thought you were serious now. So you'll keep avoiding what you know is inevitable?"
"I know I can't avoid them for long okay. Just not yet. I guess I'm not that serious yet", he smiled humorously.
They stayed quiet for a while, Amy staring at a random object, while David watched her. He really did miss her and he hoped to spend as much as he could with her before it would become hard to do so.
"We should meet out next time", Amy said after sometime.
"We could still do that", he said. She smiled softly at him. "Not today", she said shaking her head.
"I'm actually meeting up with some friends tomorrow night for some drinks. You could come with me", he suggested after a while. "You remember Ava from school right? She'll be there I think with some old friends"
She looked at him. "And you want me at this gathering? I remember Ava but I never spoke to her that much"
"It's fine. It doesn't really matter. The more the merrier and plus, you can meet new people".
"You mean your friends"
"Still new for you". She shrugged in response.
David really was quite different from her. Honestly to herself, it was not a bad idea. She knew David and apparently Ava. She could drink and leave early if she got bored. She made up her mind already but she said said nothing in agreement. And she did not know why, but for some reason the invite had felt like he was trying to provide an escape for something she was not complaining to him about. It peeved her a little but she reasoned that he could have been concerned at her suddenly about to get engaged.
After talking some more, David stood to leave. She stood along with him. He moved closer to her and pulled her into another hug. They stood like that for a while.
"I really missed you Amy" He said and she 'hmmmed' in response.
"You smell nice", she could not help but say. She felt him smile against her as they stayed hugging .
"Yh? I got it on the trip". She pulled away and stared at him.
"Hm. And what did you get me?"
He put his hands in his pockets smiling and then brought out a small jewellery box. "I... got you this".
He placed the box in her hands and Amy let out a quiet sound, surprised at the pair of earrings inside. Amy had been joking about the gift but if she would have expected anything, it was definitely not earrings. They were not new to exchanging gifts, but David had never gifted her jewellery. And she had started to think that it was perhaps something that was meant different, maybe a bit more special for him. It made her a little awkward accepting it but she also could not bring herself to reject it either. She knew that it would hurt him if she did that.
She smiled at him, "It's nice. Thank you"
"Let's see more often yeah. Before you get completely stolen away"
"Back at you. You left for two months and look what happened. I'm engaged"
"Yes... yes you are". He cleared his throat. "See you later then"
He moved in to peck her on the cheeks before leaving.
David would have to forgive her because she had two more glass of wine while she waited for her father. Having David around had helped her in spending most of time she would have used in waiting. In an hour or two, her father would be back. With nothing to do and tired of thinking while laying on the bed, Amy opted for more drinks. Well it was futile anyway, she ended up getting lost in thoughts, obsessing over how the talk with her father would go.Working, she realized, was one thing that kept her sane. And it had not taken her long to discover that without it she would fall into some very bad habits to cope. She was not a saint. What was her father expecting her to do with all this time. Modeling for her mother was a once in a while need. She needed something of her own to do.She was pouring another glass before she caught herself. She sighed. The last one, she decided.As she finished the third glass, her father came in. Amy could hear his raised voice from the kitchen, talking
David picked Amy up in the evening of the following day.She had told no one where she was going except for the house keeper, and she had told the woman that she was going to be out with David, just in case her father asked. Though she doubted it. The issue that was going on with his work seemed to occupy his mind the most lately. And she was not complaining.She considered taking the car with her driver just to avoid her father worrying, but decided against it. She did not think she would like to be the reason the man's night would suddenly become busy, ruining any possible plans he might have had. And besides, David was picking her up. If she happened to leave before David, then she would just call the driver or take a cab. The latter was more likely.David watched her as she walked down the steps towards him."Hey", he greeted giving her a side hug. "You look pretty""Thanks", she smiled. "I wasn't sure how big this gathering is". She said looking at him knowingly.He raised his ha
As they stepped out of the building, Amy took in a deep breath. She turned to face David. "You didn't have to follow me out"He looked at her dryly, "Its the least I could do Amy, since I brought you here. I'm sorry if you didn't enjoy yourself"."What? No. It was okay. I just didn't want to stay too long. I'm kind of tipsy already""Okay. You sure you dont want me to take you home?""No. It won't be nice if you left because of me. You should enjoy your time David"David led her to the cab that had been called for them. "Alright. Let me know when you get home""Sure" she smiled at him. She entered the taxi while he paid the driver then waved him goodbye.She asked the driver to drop her at the front of the gate, not wanting him to go through the trouble of turning to drive out. She walked carefully since she was on heels and she was not completely sane. She could not injure her head before she could get married now, could she?As she opened the door and entered the house, the housekee
Reynolds checked the time on his watch as he strode down the short hallway to his father's study. He maintained a calm posture as his father came into view, trying not to look as hurried as he felt. Because the truth was he was impatient and absolutely did not want to be there.This was the second time that week. He was beginning to rethink his decisions. He had had to put a vital meeting on hold when he got his father's call to be there. It was apparently urgent. Why then did the man seem so much at ease, on his wheelchair behind his desk, casually flipping through a file?"Father", he called out."Ah, there he is. You came quickly". He wheeled his chair closer towards Reynolds with the same ease that was starting to make Reynolds annoyed."It sounded urgent". He sat down. "What's wrong?""Everything!", his raised voiced boomed through the room. "Everything is in shambles!"Reynolds leaned on the chair handle, massaging his temple. His father could sometimes be dramatic. And yet aga
The following day, Reynolds ate at the family's house. It would have been pleasant if it had ended as quietly as it had begun, but halfway through the meal, his mother suddenly started. "Oh. Did I mention I went to Juliet's store. Juliet Martins, Amy's mother. She has an incredible taste. A good stylist..."Reynolds and his father shared a look. He felt a little sympathetic towards his mother. Once she had owned her own brand. She had eventually let it go when his father had gotten stuck to his wheelchair. She was no longer actively managing it as before."...she helped me decide on my dress for your father's party""Party?", Reynolds paused from drinking from his glass of water.It was his father who answered. "My birthday. There will be a party. Don't worry. It's a small affair. Just family and close associates”. Gerald waved his hand as though it was unimportant. "Your future engagement should be announced then".'Should' meant ' it would'. He wondered if the Martins were already i
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
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