Edmund Hamilton had dealt with a lot of shit in his escapades with women, but this was different. He could feel it. What made it different this time was the fact that the woman involved was not after his money, well, not the amount he could give her readily apparently. She was after something much greater. His name for herself. That meant marriage. And a big name for her child. That meant an inheritance for the baby, especially as he was going to be his firstborn. The thought of marrying a woman like Charlotte made him feel nauseous. Not because she wasn't beautiful enough but because oftentimes, when he thought about getting married sometime in the very distant future, he imagined that he would get married to a more homely, decent woman. Charlotte wasn't any of those things. Her party days were far from over and apart from that, he didn't sense a connection between them. Perhaps they'd been one before now but whatever connection that ever existed between them had been severed a l
CHAPTER 54"Jason, I can't make it," she repeated on the line. The last thing she needed right now to top with all the chaos going on in her life was another of those therapy sessions with that creepy doctor.Jason might not have known the truth, yet. But Dr. Cole McGuire knew something close to the truth. All it was going to take was for him to dig deeper and viola! Her big secret would be revealed?Where would that lead her? Apart from breaking off her engagement with Jason? Who knew? He could decide to go all the way to tell Edmund the truth about who his assistant was.She couldn't tell exactly how Edmund was going to react to the news but she knew one thing for sure. He wasn't going to like being used and being lied to. It was better to avoid any interactions with Dr. McGuire for now and even Jason for that matter. Hanging out with them was like sitting on a ticking time bomb and waiting for it to explode."Why can't you make it?" Jason protested. He'd called her to inform her t
Detective Camille Adams had never been this anxious and eager in a long while. For the first time in days, things were looking up.Not only had they succeeded in getting Amy to talk about why she left out some information during their first interrogation session with her but they'd also succeeded in finding out why. All these pointed to the fact that the perpetrator of the act was inside the four walls of SkyNet. She would find them and they would pay dearly for what they'd done.Mr. Sean Cornwell's office was in the east wing of the hallway. The hallway was divided into two wings; the east and the west wings. They were just coming from the west wing.After her partner left, she'd stopped by to ask Amy where Mr. Cornwell's office was and in her eagerness to get rid of them from her office, she'd offered an answer immediately. They were following her description to his office word for word and soon, they found themselves standing before a heavy metal door. Like all other offices in
After the awkwardly annoying day that Emily had just had at work, all she wanted to do at the close of work was to get home, crash into her bed and be lost in the world of dreams and fantasies until whenever.But she never got to do any of these things, at least not immediately. Instead, she'd rushed to Villa Dally, where she was scheduled to have a therapy session with her boyfriend and the weird doctor that he'd hired to uncover her secret.It was not particularly the kind of way she would have wanted to end her day but she'd long realized that she had no choice. She had enough problems in her life already and didn't wish to amass more for herself.Edmund had still not responded to her messages or returned her calls which she found very strange. He'd just left her to handle his dirty work of speaking calmly to angry clients whom he was supposed to meet with while he disappeared to God-knows-where.She tried to push thoughts about him away from her mind. This was not the time. Perhap
Dr. Nate Turner breezes into his office panting like an animal that had just escaped from the clutches of a powerful predator. It'd been a terrific day at the hospital. But then again, when wasn't it?This was a normal day of work in his life and one would have thought that he'd become used to it by now. But that didn't happen. Today, he was stressed by something else other than work.It was the way these rich kids could just stick their penises in any hole without wearing any protection and expect nothing to happen for him. How could he be so stupid?If only he had been smarter about the sexual choices he made, then he wouldn't be seated here thinking about the gravity of what he had to do.As complicated as the matter was, anytime he thought about the money that would come out of the Hamiltons' visit to the hospital, it lowered his blood pressure and consequently made him look forward to their visit.At exactly 11 am, Dr. Turner's door opened and the Hamitons stepped into his office
Edmund Hamilton pulled into the garage in the hospital. He'd stepped outside for just over five hours to clear his head but had ended up accumulating even more thoughts than he planned.The clock on the dashboard said 6:pm. In ten minutes, probably twenty minutes or more or less, he would be back in Dr. Turner's office where Chatlotte was probably still waiting to hear whether or not the child that Charlotte carried was his.He'd never known such tension in his life. None of this felt real. Well, except for his nerves. The tight knot in his stomach, the sweat running down his back.Mentally, he prepared himself for what the result was going to be. But emotionally, he was not ready. There was no telling how bad things would change once the truth was discovered and it wasn't in his favor. But this was bad news on so many levels.If the baby was his, he would raise him as his own, but accepting the baby meant he would accept the mother too and he dreaded the very idea of that.Edmund had
Emily Peterson sighed with utmost relief as the Uber drove out of the premises of Dally Villa and into the expressway. The therapy session had come to an end and nothing had spilt, well, nothing that she didn't want to let out of the bag.That was one big achievement for one day. She thanked her stars that the day had gone so well, despite her earlier setback and looked forward to the welcoming night that awaited her.As relieved as she felt, the nagging feeling that something had gone very wrong remained. Was Edmund keeping something away from her? Or worse. Did Jason know that she was cheating on him? Had Dr. McGuire told him anything?It seemed very unlikely. Jason was the kind of man who acted on what he knew instantly. If he knew something, he wouldn't simply act normal and keep it away from her. She pushed the feeling away from her mind and tried to relax by taking slow deep breaths. It wasn't working. A call from Mia, her friend jerked her away from her thoughts.She tried to
Max Walker weaved through the streets of Lincoln Avenue, humming softly to the sound of the music blaring from the sound system of his car.It was going to be a good day. He could feel it in his spirits. The weather was serene and what's more? His payment for the month arrived early this month. Not that it meant much to him, but it would help keep things in place until he received the other money he was expecting.Max Walker was a child prodigy. At the age of four, he already knew to read. Consequently, he moved ahead of his mates in school, thanks to his supernatural intelligence. At thirteen, he'd already left High School and was applying to top colleges in the state of Washington DC. Naturally, everyone expected the smart kid to go places and male it in life and for a long time, Max Walker believed that too. He was made for greatness. There were obviously many pointers to that. And so when it happened that his fortune suddenly changed when his father was duped so badly in his bus
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