The men were dressed causally and moved on with their duty of lifting tons of packaged milk into the large van discreetly. Stephen watched the men, memorizing Ray’s plans for the package. The company’s van would carry the milk cartons stuffed with hard drugs and illegal money safely to the seaport by night. A speedboat would be waiting at the shore to convey it to its next destination until it was at the reach of Raash who was waiting eagerly in Bangladesh. But the exchange was not going to happen.His stomach churned in excitement. Today was the day he and Barbara had planned for.He walked steadily towards the van and slapped the door. “Be quick,” he instructed the men. They nodded and increased pace. Stephen stared at the boxes with a stifled smile.“You know what to do?” he spoke with the driver.The driver, Sam, a man in his late forties, stared at the open sky. “If it doesn’t rain, we’ll be crossing the ocean earlier than Wednesday morning.”Stephen nodded.Sam drove the van and
Kate stood behind Denzel and rubbed his shoulder. They exchanged knowing glances and smiled. “Mind if I disturb the match?”Denzel glanced at the television screen. “Football game comes second to you, babe.”Kate moved to sit on his lap.“At this rate, we might make babies soon.”Kate smiled. “No babies, babe.”“Yes, mummy. No babies.”They kissed. Denzel rubbed her breasts and noticed they had increased in size. “You’re damn sexy, babe. You know it?”“Uh-huh?”“Uh-huh.” They kissed again. Denzel squeezed her breast underneath the light gown she wore. Kate smiled and they continued to kiss. He pulled down the left arm of her gown and kissed her exposed shoulder. “You’re damn gorgeous. I love you, Kate.”“I love you, Denzel Hobbs.”He took out her breast and fondled it. Kate moaned.“You like it?”“Yeah.”She tilted toward him and they kissed. This time, their tongues twirled together in a passionate dance. Denzel ducked down and attacked her left breast with his mouth. Kate sighed and
Kate stepped into the scene in time to see Stan throwing a punch on Denzel’s cheek and Denzel taking three steps backwards. Kate rushed to the scene and buoyed Denzel. Stan’s hand was still tightened to a fist and the angry glare had not left his face. He took a step forward and Kate intervened by stepping between the two men. “What’s wrong with you, Stan?!” Stan ignored her and dared towards Denzel. Denzel who had regained his composure, steadied for a duel. He shoved Kate aside gently and from his vantage point, he got Stan unawares. A blow of equal strength landed on Stan’s face. Stan wasted no time nursing his pain. He threw himself towards Denzel and both landed on the ground. It was enough advantage for Stan and he used it maximally. Denzel couldn’t escape any of his harmful blows. Kate was lost for what to do. She knew it was futile trying to stop the men from dueling and Stan was punching dangerous blows to Denzel. Denzel was barely retaliating. It wasn’t time to ponder on w
“Who the fuck are you?” Denzel asked.“Who I am is not your concern, Denzel Hobbs. I am a man who wants to bring Raymond Dantley down and I can do it without your help.”Kate sat beside Denzel and listened quietly as the conversation continued.“What do you have on Ray?”“Proof of illegal businesses run by Raymond Dantley.”Denzel readjusted in his seat and cast a quick glance at Kate.“I’ll be a witness to testify against the incriminating acts of Raymond Dantley. I’ll get a sentence too…but my goal is to see him rot behind bars.”“Let’s meet tomorrow. We’ll discuss it properly.”The following day, they met at a café downtown. After a cup of coffee, Denzel walked him to his car and the two got in. McNeil had been briefed about the situation the previous night, so when he met Stephen, he composed himself properly, and they chatted in his library.“What do you have?” McNeil asked.Stephen took out a file from the bag he had clutched to his chest all day and spread some bundles of paper
Eva Simpson watched Denzel when he drove into his compound a few minutes ago. Denzel was back to New York, but Kate had come with him. She stared ahead to the top window of the building. It was Denzel’s bedroom and she knew he was fucking Kate.That dirty maid! She screamed in her head.She pushed her head to the chair of the car and listened to Daniel’s voicemail again. She sighed when the recording ended and pushed the phone aside.Daniel was good enough for her. It was Denzel she wanted and all she needed to do was take the dirty maid out of the way- out of his life!.“He’s fucking her,” she mumbled angrily. “Fucking that dirty, fucking maid.”She pulled off her blouse. “What has she got? Some gold-plated tits?!”She pushed off her skirt and pulled down her pant. Her body longed for touch. The touch from a real man. The real man-Denzel, and while it tarried, she would please herself. The sight and thought of Denzel had made her wet. She stroked her clit until it gave her the pleasu
Kate woke with a slight headache. The warm weather had hastily metamorphosed into a cold night. She pulled the duvet over her naked body and shuddered. When the cold didn’t leave her after a few minutes, she realized it was an internal cold. Pulling herself from the bed she shared with her lover, she eased into the closet, and took some painkillers. For a few seconds, she stared at her form in the mirror, noticing the slight changes in her physique and skin tone.It’s time for some exercises, she cautioned herself.In the past, she could sprint for kilometers- she knew it would be a miracle if she could go a kilometer. She moved out of the space and walked into the bedroom. Denzel slept still like a log of wood. The first night she laid beside him, she had thought he was dead. Not until she placed her finger underneath his nostrils and felt the warmth breath that usually turned her on.Kate didn’t feel like sleeping and the cold hadn’t left her yet. She wrapped a coat over her body
The array of small cubicles that fitted into the long corridor was occupied with every kind of medical emergency. Humans with stethoscopes dangling around their neck, carts tightly under their grips, or surgical equipment close to their gaze overlooked the helpless humans stuck on beds with hard mattresses and dull bedsheets. In one of these cubicles, Collins stood, with his ward coat carelessly worn over his body, and exchanged glances from the report in his hand to the lady lying on the bed.It was his second time in the room and he wanted to be the one to break the news to her. More importantly, he wanted to do so before Denzel came.He sighed, considered leaving the room, and sat down instead. His shift was over and he was just a regular visitor. He watched her for the umpteenth time and wondered if he was doing the right thing by sitting by her bedside. He glanced through the report again.Kate stirred from her unconscious state with the feeling of heaviness in her head. Her body
Kate ignored the question and continued with the chicken in her hand.“I’m sorry if you don’t want to answer the question.”“I don’t want the baby.” She tossed the remaining chunk of protein, losing her appetite. “I don’t want it,” she repeated.“Have you told Denzel?”Kate grabbed the plastic bottle of water and gulped half of its content. “He wants it…it’s not his fucking choice to make. I’m not even his damned wife.”Her statement was enough to explain what had ensured. They had argued about the baby and Denzel left the hospital.“Have you told him why you don’t want it?”“Firstly, I told him I didn’t want any freaking baby yet. He didn’t have to change my pills. That’s terrible.”Collins grew quiet.“I’m not even his wife yet. I don’t want to have a baby when I’m not married but he seems to be in haste to grant his father’s wishes these days. I’m not ready for that, Collins.”Collins moved closer and took her hands. “It’s only three weeks, Kate. You can get rid of it but … a child
Kate stared blankly into the street ahead and let the tears flow from her eyes. She sat on the roadside bench and waited for Collins. He had promised he would come and pick her up. The cold evening breeze blew against her body and she shivered but she was too sad to cover herself. Neither did she care about her brutal wind. She could only blame herself. She had been foolish to believe she could find committed love with Denzel.Collins' car pulled over and he rushed out to meet her. When he noticed he was shivering, he took off his jacket and covered her. Kate sniffed and thanked him. Collins sat beside her, and for a moment, no words were spoken. Collins wondered what happened. Whatever it was, he knew it was terrible. Kate's box was standing behind the bench."You were right," she said with a light chuckle. "Denzel didn't deserve me and I was too foolish to see it.""I'm sorry, Kate."Kate pursed her lips and sobbed."Stop crying, Kate. Whatever it is, he doesn't deserve your tears.
Four NYPD vehicles blared along the road to the house of Raymond Dantley. The winter clouds had been dissipated by the sun and the morning dew soaked the tarmac. The cold winter breeze still blew and the men wore their police jackets and sipped hot coffee – their bosses swallowed bottles of gin in their office.The four vehicles came to a halt in front of Ray’s compound and instructions were given. Five cops, armed with a rifle, surrounded the perimeter of the house while the rest three made their way in. The truck loaders who were sniffing some of the drugs they stole were the first criminals they caught.“This is the New York state police department,” one of the officers recited with his rifle pointed steadily at them. There was no escape. “Your hands where I can see them.”Another police officer cuffed their hands from behind. He inspected the substance. “Codeine.”“Take us to your boss. A single mistake and I’ll blow your brains out.”***Stephen watched from afar as the four poli
The men were up long before dawn. Silently, they moved about their duties. In the underground warehouse, several boxes containing codeine, Vicodin, and oxycontin were labelled and placed on each other. The men in the lab were dressed in white overall coat inspected samples before they were lifted to the ground floor. The boxes were carried into the compound and loaded into a truck carrying the Culid company logo. The men ardently placed the boxes of hard drugs in between cartons of beverages.When they had finished uploading the boxes, Roland slapped the back of the vehicle and the driver started the engine. Roland slid into the passenger seat and lit a cigarette. He pushed his cigarette box to him.“Want some?”Tarry, the truck driver shook his head and reached for a bottle of gin. “Gin does it better.” He took a gulp and passed the bottle to Roland. “How’s the boss?”Roland took a gulp. “Mad as hell. He wants Stephen.”“Heard millions of dollars was missing.”“Raash wants his cut, n
Eva heard everything. The sounds of the birds singing on the tree outside her window. The yellings of the crazy men outside her door. The clicking sounds of shoes that belonged to the psychiatrist. At night, she could hear the creeping sounds of the bugs that wanted to feast on her. She hated the place. And she hated that she was locked with crazy people. She wasn’t crazy. She was only fighting for a love that was hers and Daniel betrayed her.The three nights at the mental home had been hell for Eva. The therapy sessions were worse. She sat, hand cuffed, before a man dressed in white overall coat.“Eveline. Can I call you that?”“I’m Eva?”“How are you this morning?”“I can’t be fine as long as I am held in this hell hole.”“Are you ready for a session?”“I’m not mad!”“You tried to kill a woman who dis nothing to you thrice.”“She took my man.”“He isn’t yours.”“How do you know that?!”“Because he said so. Eva, he was only your boyfriend in high school.”“You don’t know anything.”
Kate returned home after listening to Denzel’s voicemail. He explained why he was silent after discovering Eva had caused the accident and also threatened to kill her. He also pointed to her that he never had sex with Eva. Kate was too ashamed to remain in Collins’ company – much had been said and done. Going home was a relief.When she arrived, Denzel wasn’t in. There was a note stuck to the fridge in the kitchen explaining that he had gone to see his father. Kate sat down and thought about the event of the morning. She wondered if she would have enough courage to tell Denzel and she wondered how he would react.She busied herself all afternoon with responding to emails from contractors and business men. A particular fashion celebrity had been pleased with her fashion line and proposed partnership.It was a delightful news.Kate thought about how busy she was going to become as a design creator. She knew it was worth the time it would rob off her. She thought about telling Denzel the
Kate felt awkward and Collins sensed it. “Come in,” he said and moved out of the entrance. Kate stepped into the apartment. It was her first time coming to his place since he moved into New York.“We had an argument,” she explained.Collins closed the door and followed her in. “Was it because of what I told you earlier?”Kate sat down and sighed deeply. “I deserved to know, Collins. I could have died.”He took a seat opposite her. “Does he know you’re here?”Kate shook her head. “He doesn’t know I left the house.” She heaved a sigh. “I just wanted h to explain himself and then he left me.”“Does he know about your fears?”She shook her head. “He never asked.”“How about tea?”“Great.”Kate glanced around the room. She recognized some portraits from his previous house at New Rochelle. Collins loved art and he gathered artistic works. Whenever he was stressed or leisured, he painted.He returned shortly with two cups of hot tea.“Thanks,” she said.Collins thought about what she said ea
Denzel glanced at his sore eyelid in the mirror and decided it was better if he wore sunshades. He combed his hair, inspected his see eyes again, and exited the room. The news of Eva’s arrest had been communicated to him the previous night and he planned visiting her to give her a piece of his mind. But presently, he was on his way to the hospital. When he reached SEW 7, Kate was awake, and was having breakfast. She noticed the sunshades he wore.“What’s with the sunshades?” she asked.Denzel ignored the question until he was by her side. “Nothing.”Kate frowned. “I want to see your eyes then.”Denzel hesitated. “I fell.” Kate’s frown deepened. “I wanna see it.”Denzel took off the shades and Kate gasped softly. “This isn’t a fall. What happened?”“Nothing. I gotta go now. I’ll be here to pick you up by 6pm.”He eased out of the room. Denzel’s next stop was at the station. Eva was pleased to see him. “Denzel? Babe, you came for me? Please, tell them I didn’t do it. I don’t want to s
“You’ve got some effrontery, Eva. What are you doing here?”The glare in his eyes told her that he had not forgiven her yet. But Eva was in desperate need of shelter. “I’m sorry I had to hit you. I told you I did want to return to that place.”“You didn’t hit me, Eva. You tried to kill me. I was cumming when I passed out.”She smiled naughtily. “I can make up for it.”Daniel did not move from the door. “I found another woman who worships me the way I do.”Eva frowned. “I never wanted to be your woman, Daniel. If you’ve gotten a woman, I’m happy for you. I’m here because I’ve missed a friend and I’m in need of a shelter.”“You know where your home is, Eva.”“You know I can’t go home and you know why.”“And where you’ve been staying for weeks?”“It was at a motel downtown but the cops came over today. Please, let me in, Daniel.”“I have to talk to Sylvia about it.”“Fine.”He unblocked the entrance and she shoved in. She fell on the cushion and dropped her small bag. “Is there food in
Eva undressed and wrapped the bloodstained pen knife in a nylon. Then she kept it among her clothes. She moved to the bed with a wine bottle, prepared to celebrate her victory. When she had gone halfway through the bottle, she contemplated calling Denzel. Later, she slept off.Eva didn’t wake up until the next morning. She drove around town and stopped by at McDonald’s. At the eatery, she noticed sly gazes. She bought Chicken McNuggets and soda. When she stopped by at the gas station, the attendant asked her some personal questions before she drove off.Eva thought about Daniel for the first time in two weeks and hoped he had survived the hit. Daniel hadn’t called her.A few minutes before mid-day, she drove back to the motel she was renting at cheaply rate. After a morning of outings, Eva planned to remain indoors all day. Maybe she would watch an erotic movie and masturbate…It must have been the heavy food she ate that drowsed her back to sleep. Her slumber was disturbed as soon