Detective Camille Adams doubled her footsteps as she neared the elevator. She took it all up to the fifth floor of the building where the technical department was located.About sixty seconds ago, she'd received a call from the new technical crew member, Charlie Rodrigues informing her of the discovery he'd just made. It changed everything.She hoped with everything in her that Charlie was right. Because if he was, then there was still hope that this could still be sorted out. She was running out of breath when she finally reached the monitoring room.Charlie was seated there, a knowing smile on his face. She'd come to hate that smile so much. And he always had it on every time they met in the hallway or at the driveway or anywhere else they bumped into each other.It gave her the impression that he knew something she didn't know. It further buttressed her incompetence. Despite the fact that it would look as if she didn't know what she was doing if Charlie eventually sorted things out
After being dull and lackadaisical with work for the past couple of days, Emily was surprised when Edmund suddenly came back to himself one day at the close of work and told her that she was going home with him to fix some things that he'd noticed were off-course.Apparently, he'd taken a look at some of the account books and the proposals that were sent from where deals were supposed to be signed and had noticed major discrepancies in them.That had pushed me back into his senses. The next thing she knew, he was yelling at everyone and asking that everything be made right.They'd set out for his mansion at about 7 pm. Emily reckoned that she'd be working overtime for two hours maximum. She hadn't mentioned to Edmund that she had other things to take care of but she hoped that two hours was more than enough time for them to patch things up and rest for the night.When they got to his mansion, Edmund set her up at his home office while he went away for some minutes. Emily got to work a
Hot tears burned her cheeks as they rolled and fell all the way down to her neck. Emily was so broken that for a moment, she contemplated calling Mia to cancel her appointment with her and Dre.Then, she thought better of it and decided that she wasn't going to cancel their appointment. She would meet with Dre and talk things out once and for all tonight. And as for Edmund, she wasn't going to do any favors anymore for him from now on.She took a cab to Blitz and Glamor Square, one of the most beautiful parks in the city where they were supposed to meet. When she got there, she called Mia who informed her that she was on her way.Satisfied with her response, Emily put a call across to Dre. She never answered, but she was rest assured that she would soon be there, she gave up and took a seat by one of the benches in the park.The night was bustling with the cries of the nocturnal creatures that surrounded the park. Lovers were littered to her left and her right. The whole park was infe
Detective Camille Adams was pacing through the room like she often did when she was worried or afraid that something wouldn't work out as planned or wouldn't work out at all. Tonight, they were going to pop into a few tattoo shops as undercover detectives and ask a few questions. Earlier, she'd had a hard time picking her companion. Both candidates that had presented themselves for the job were very good and it was difficult to choose between them. Charlie Rodrigues wanted to join them because according to him, he'd discovered what had turned out to be the turning point in the investigation plus he believed he would be the best person to recognize that tattoo once they saw it in real life. Detective Adams did not think that was a good enough reason for him to want to join them there. She knew the tattoo well herself and if they ever saw it in real life, she didn't need any help in spotting it. Her partner, Detective Jackson Cooper, on the other hand, argued that when they finally c
Detective Adams was the first person to ask the most obvious question at the moment. It was pretty clear that just a few minutes ago, the man had been unwilling to help them even if he could. She was interested in knowing what changed his mind much more than she was in the price he was asking for."Nothing much," the man said in answer to her question. "I have the answers you seek and you seem pretty desperate for answers. Depending on how much you pay, I might just be willing to search my memories for some answers." He had a cynical smile on his face.Of course, Detective Adams thought. It was always about money for folks like these. After all, he needed money to do some of the illegal things he was involved in and Detective Adams assumed drugs were one of them.While she thought, the man introduced himself for the first time to them."I'm Didier Anjou, the manager here."Detective Adams wasn't surprised. She'd always had keen eyes that were capable of spotting things easily. She cou
The silence that hit her from the other end of the line was deafening. If Mia was distraught on hearing the news from her, she wondered how she would have felt if the news had reached her directly from Ronnie himself after the ambulance and the police reached out to him.She'd just come out from the shower and was putting on her night clothes when the call reached her. Ronnie was on the brink of suffering a mental breakdown when he described what had happened to her on the phone.According to him, her body had been taken to the morgue at St. Philip's Memorial Hospital. He was still there with the swarm of officers that had followed Dre's dead body from outside her house where it was found to the hospital."Are you sure?" Mia asked. "T—There has to be some kind of mistake. Dre's not dead!"It was a trauma response. Emily was well aware of how painful it must have been for Mia who was just learning about it and disbelief was the first response her brain could give to the shocking news.
Detective Camille Adams slumped into a seat and heaved a tired sigh. It'd been one hell of a week. First, they'd found out who Max Walker's assassin was but were yet to confirm what they'd been told when they were called upon to take up another case.Apparently, the chief had been so pleased with the progress they'd made so far that he decided to give such an important case to them. Detective Adams knew it was more of a case of credibility and skillfulness than anything else. That was why the chief had given them the case, even though they had their hands full already.There was something off from the very onset of this particular case. For one, the man they'd arrested had no semblance of a criminal, and yet, from what they'd learned at the crime scene from the man himself and a few neighbors who had opened up to them, he knew something about the poor lady's death.Unlike the other case that Detective Adams was handling which she'd wasted enough time on already, she had no intention
Emily stood still, eyes looking straight and her heart lurching forward. A shiver went through her. Was this the moment where he'd say that he no longer wanted her to work with him anymore?Not that it would have mattered much anyway. Already, she had plans of leaving the job especially now that things were about to get better at SkyNet. What if that wasn't it? Shock waves hit her, making her feel dizzy for a brief moment. She wavered but Edmund's hand caught her just in time to stop her from falling.He looked at her with concerned eyes."Are you okay?""Yes," she admitted. "What is it that you wanted to tell me?"Edmund heaved a controlled breath and held her face with both hands. Then, he traced smooth hands on it with his hands. His eyes levelled into hers and at that instant, he felt like he could read her entire life like a book.He had so much to say but he didn't trust himself or his words. What if he ended up saying what needed to be said as it was but not the way it made se
Life had suddenly turned good for Emily. It was barely a week into her engagement and the soles of her feet had stepped into more bridal shops than she'd stepped into restaurants in her entire life.It wasn't exactly her fault. Jason wanted a quick wedding. The wait was killing him and he needed the wedding to be over and dine with in no time. He'd reintroduced her to his family and his mother had even begun warming up to her, despite her earlier cold feelings towards her.Emily wasn't sure whether it was the universe that was tired of seeing her suffering and had decided to make things better for her or it was just purely out of merit but whatever it was, she was grateful for it.Today, she was going to go with Mia and her soon-to-be mother-in-law, Mrs. Wendy Campbell to yet another boutique that had a bridal shop to pick a wedding dress.The boutique was owned by one of Mrs. Campbell's influential friends. She was going to take the ladies there to show them around and also catch up
Seeing Edmund jump down from his jeep and advancing towards her like some maniac made her blood to suddenly stop flowing. She stood rooted at the spot and plotted her next move.Directly across from her, Jason was standing on his own, waiting for her. No matter the direction that Edmund came from, he was going to see him.There was no need to run away. Edmund didn't look like he was going to back away easily. The only decision she now saw was to stand back and contend with him or maybe reason with him.They didn't have to cause a scene here. In fact, if Edmund cooperated, no one would have to know what the problem with them was.As Edmund continued to take quick strides to reach her, all her hopes of reasoning with him evaporated into thin air.Edmund didn't look anything like the Edmund she knew. He wore nothing else but a fades shirt that shouldn't have been seen outside and a pair of trousers that were at least two sizes smaller than him.He looked even worse. His facial hair was s
All around the garden, black umbrellas formed pinnacle of covering over the over hundred people that had come to witness the lowering of her coffin to the ground.It was unarguably the most horrifying scene that Emily had ever witnessed. It was hard to just stand there and not shed tears while the burial proceedings for Dre Sinclair who was amongst other things, her friend was ongoing. She thought she had her acts together all this time. Not even when the priest had delivered a pitiful sermon about how people ought to lead good lives when they were alive so that when they died like Dre had just done, their spirit would not be filled with regret, had Emily shed a single tear.The high point of the event was when everyone was led to the graveside, dug in the middle of a beautiful garden. It was just the kind of place that Dre would have wanted to rest in, had she been alive to make her decision. A place filled with so much calmness and serenity, where she would forever commune with th
The man slipped out of the door unnoticed, feet barely touching the ground as he struggled to make it out of there without making a sound.Just a few meters away behind him, Jerry Ishag's body lay lifeless, his face bent over on the table. He'd died with tears rolling down his face.A part of him felt guilty for what he'd done but there was no undoing his action neither was there another option. It was a dog-eat-dog world. You either ate or got eaten. If he chose to disobey the order that had come for him to kill Jerry, that would be him signing his death warrant with his own hands.It was best to obey and stay alive to fight another day. The image of Jerry lying helplessly while the poison worked inside his body, killing him slowly was certainly going to haunt him for life. But Andre had no regrets, only guilt. Even if he'd refused to get the job done, another person would have been hired to finish Jerry off once and for all. And afterwards, come after him.By killing him, he'd save
Charlotte arrived breathlessly at his door. It'd taken a lot of guys to admit to her fault and finally make the trip here but in the end, she decided that it was all worth it. She was never really welcome back at Edmund's house anyway. At least here, she had a man that loved her, a man that wanted to be with her and most of all, a man that was determined to take care of her.Those were things that Edmund could never ever do for her. So, her fall was a blessing in disguise. At least now she'd get to love her truth and loving her truth wasn't as hard as the lies she'd been trying to keep up with all along.She didn't bother to knock on his door. He barely went anywhere these days. He just stayed at home and read all the books on his shelf. When she was around, they would make love from sunrise to sunset.As happy as she was about this new development, she still had her doubts about the new life that he'd adopted for himself. Would he be able to take care of her if he continued to live
Outside, Emily could barely focus on the road that lay ahead or any other thing for that matter. It was hard to focus on anything knowing that she could be in the police cell any minute.The idea of trusting Edmund to keep everything that had happened between them simply did not appeal to her. He wasn't just going to allow her to get away with everything she'd done.That's why she needed to clean up her mess and get out of town. This town had taken so much from her. Now, all she wanted to do was stay far away from it and count her losses.In reflective moments such as these, Emily couldn't help but think about how lonely her life had just gotten. With Dre dead and Mia grieving, there was really nobody else to talk to.Well, except for Jason who'd gotten so busy with work that he barely had time for her anymore. There was also her father. But surely, he too would be busy with work.Emily was in the mood to throw in a surprise on her old man. She didn't bother to think about it or call
She struggled to breathe but the stubborn burning sensation in her chest was so great that every attempt to breathe made her feel a lot worse than before.Everyone was looking down at her on the floor, waiting for her to say something, to clear the air and to answer all the questions that they had, both the ones that were said and the ones that weren't said yet. But the most demanding of them all was Edmund, maybe because she was betrayed on a very personal level. He refused to give in to her show of being hurt and continued to probe her to know what was going on."I'm sorry I lied," she said, making an effort to speak. "I didn't mean to lie. And I'm very sorry about it. ""What do you mean by you didn't mean to lie?" Edmund probed. "You did what you did with very clear eyes, so why are you pretending that it was a mistake now?" He rose from his squatting position, scratched his head rather roughly and paced to the end of the room. When he returned, he faced Charlotte squarely in the
From the first day he was arrested and brought in here, his hope had wavered. For people like him that weren't worth a ransom, no one would even notice he was missing and no one would come looking for him.The only thing Jerry Iahag now lived for was to know the truth. The moment he knew the truth about who sold him out and punished the offender accordingly, he would gladly tell the truth and accept whatever penalties went with it.But he was quite sure of one thing. He wasn't going down this path alone. It was either he brought everyone else who was involved down with him or he told the truth and struck a deal with the detectives, a deal that would allow him to return to the outside world again, to hunt down whoever had betrayed him.But with Andre's presence in the station, his hopes were restored. He suddenly didn't look forward to dying anymore. Like an animal who'd been caged for too long, he longed for freedom. He longed to breathe the air outside the walls of the police station
About thirty miles away, an unknown visitor slipped into the premises of the police station. Dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and a blue UCLA T-shirt, he looked very ordinary.But there was nothing ordinary about this man. His name was Andre Anderson and he was a very well-known friend of Jerry Ishag who was still being held in the station.Today, however, he was not there at the police station as Jerry Ishag's friend. He was there as a traitor, ready to perform the last act of betrayal to his friend.Getting into the station was made very easy as he'd had access to the map of the entire building and chosen to go through the places which were less guarded than the others. He got in noiselessly, slipping in like he was invisible. Taking the front door was suicidal as there would be many officers waiting to receive him. But Andre had a better plan. There were two main doors in the station. One opened up at the entrance of the building while the other one was at the rear of it.He chos