"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
Amy heard gasps all around her. Everyone in their social circle knew most marriages were not made based on love. Just a few who were lucky got to experience love before marriage. The others got theirs after marriage and there were even some who decided they could never fall in love but between ladies of their circle it was rather impertinent to voice it out. Carie must really hate her then “Respectfully, Carie, that is none of your business,” Amy replied. She watched as it was Carie’s turn to gasp. Her facial expression was one of unbelief. “How dare you, do you know who I am?” she yelled. Her face was turning red. She was fuming. Somebody didn’t like to be on the receiving end. “Look, I do not want to start an argument with you. I really hate those. You’ve been rude to me the entire time you’ve been here. But there’s so much one can take and I will not tolerate such questions. I was hoping we could be friends,” Amy said. “Friends with a lady who snatched the love of my life awa
"You may come in." Amy watched as Mr. Patrick entered her office. "Ma'am, you called for me," he said. He looked, if Amy was to be frank, quite disheveled and sad. It looked like he'd grown another thirty years since she last saw him. He looked unhealthy. "Have a seat Mr. Patrick." He seemed reluctant but took the seat nonetheless.“ It has come to my notice that you've been absent for some few days without permission. And even if you did come to work, you were not your usual self. I've had the opportunity to review some of your works myself and I couldn't help but notice the mistakes in there. Those mistakes could cost the company,Mr. Patrick and I guess you know that. If our Head Accountant is slacking off in his work, it'd be at the company's expense. What do you have to say Mr. Patrick?" "I apologize Ma'am. I'm well aware that I'm slacking off. I promise to take any punishment served. Please don't dismiss me Ma'am. I need it. Please Ma'am" Mr. Patrick pleaded. The man was on the b
It was just a few days ago Amy had been thinking about the freedom ahead of her and the joy of making her own decisions. She ought to have felt happy on this day, her wedding day, but she felt sad. She was not even angry at her parents and neither was she nervous. She just felt sad for herself. This didn't feel right to her. She didn't even get the opportunity to even choose the song she'd walk down the aisle with. When she had told her mother she wanted 'Perfect' played when she walked down the aisle, her mom had said "Darling, I don't even know the song. How much more the guests. And you know a lot old respectable personalities would be present." And just like that her choice had been brushed off. Who cared about those guests. She didn't even know them. She sighed and wiped the tears that had fallen. She was glad her make up hadn't been done yet. She had asked the bridal stylists to excuse her the moment they arrived because she was still in her morning robe. If there was any wa
Amy sat opposite Reynolds on the private jet which belonged to the Bennet family. Reynolds was immersed in whatever he was doing on his tablet that he had not even spared her a glance ever since they got on the plane. Unlike him, Amy did not know what to do to keep her busy. Her phone had died so she had put it on charge. She didn't like to use it whiles it charged. She had read somewhere that it was unhealthy. Her mind suddenly wandered to how they would spend the night. Though to both of them this marriage was just a mere contract, would he ask that she performed her wifely duties? She shook her head at that. Reynolds wasn't that kind of man. She could tell that much. But would they have to sleep on the same bed because that would be very uncomfortable for her. She had never shared a bed with anyone. She only hoped his father had booked a room with a separate bed. Maybe if she was lucky she would get a separate room. What was she thinking? His father would not book a separate roo
Amy was finishing up her breakfast when she heard the water stop running in the bathroom. She wiped her mouth with the napkin and stood up. She moved to the large closet and opened it. Seeing as Reynolds had ordered food for her this morning, he must've ordered them to unpack their bags and arrange their clothes in the closet. That was thoughtful of him and she was grateful. Living out of her suitcases was already becoming a thorn in the flesh. Her face turned red as she imagined that the workers must've seen those flimsy nightwears. She chose a pair of white heels to match her top. She closed the closet and watched as Reynolds got out from the bathroom. Amy was astounded by how a man could look that good in anything he wore. Reynolds was devastatingly handsome. He was dressed in a blue button down and a pair of jeans. He wore a casual outfit better than most models did on the runway. He walked to the closet where she stood. He opened his side and picked out an Armani watch. He put
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