Cookie's standpoint
Cephas and I sat alone at a special table, I was now his date. As for Ted, don't even know where Cephas chased him to. I was feeling very high and mighty with him so close to me. Something about him just screamed me, too much me. So far, we had been talking about his works, Ted embarrassing childhood he knew about and a little about me. Now, he was driving towards my direction, personal information and I didn't mind.
'So why are you naming me Praxina?' I asked as I sipped from my glass of whatever the sweet liquid was.
'It's a name I wanted to call my daughter if she was alive.'
'You had a daughter?'
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Ted's standpoint Cephas stared at me with disbelief and then back at the DNA result in his hands. We were alone in a room, I had to show him what was making Cookie so upset. That was the only reason I brought her with me, to introduce her to her biological father. Perhaps I should have told her first. He shook his head and dropped the test result. 'This is impossible, she died.' 'Like you were told. Cookie is alive.' 'Her name is Cookie?' 'Cookie Aileen Carlisle,' I said calmly. He laughed dryly. 'Ted, this isn't a joke. You can't joke with such things, you know how it makes me feel.' He said shakily. &nb
Ted's standpoint Rubbing my thumbs on my temples, I inhaled and practiced my breathing exercise, so I won't get a heart attack or shoot River down for being too slow in tracking Cookie down. See the reason why I didn't want to let her out? She was as good as dead if I couldn't find her and also dead once I found her because with the way I threw a tantrum at the party like a kid who just lost his new hoverboard, I'm sure half the underworld already knew how I felt about her. I also knew many would want to get to her first, many would be looking for her as we speak, so I had to find her first or I'm dead. Cephas was a broken mess. From finding out the daughter he always dreamt of having but thought died was alive, to los
Ted's standpoint 'Yolanda, can you get Barrow in there? Into the ship?' 'On my own, yes. But with someone with no experience, no. Georgia can come with me, it won't be too hard for her to blend in. Can she?' 'Go,' 'Okay,' 'Lance, be ready to shoot anyone that will notice them. Barrow, go with them and don't get caught. Bruce, follow and keep him safe, he needs to shut down the bomb.' 'Got it.' 'Yolanda?' All I could hear was water ruffling. She was swimming there with Georgia. 'Report?' 'I'm in,' Yolanda giggled. 'Wait a minute, you snuck in since, didn't you?'  
Yolanda's standpoint I stood in the dark corner watching Tye and Hezekiah panic as they stared at the door with fear, repeatedly saying something about them being doom if the plan didn't work. I tapped my foot silently. Having such little body was to my own advantage, they couldn't see me at all. 'What if Patricia can't pull it off? What if… Shit! We forgot to tell her not to speak!' Tye exclaimed. 'Why does it matter?' 'Her voice, Hezekiah! Her voice! Even a fool will be able to sense the difference if she speaks. Ame's girlfriend has a very light and beautiful voice, remember?' 'We just have to pray Tricia uses her sense, or
'What do you plan to do to him?' Bruce asked, looking down at his body. 'After his third whip, inject him with the special chemical I have been working on, just for him. Let it eat his system slowly and make sure his room temperature is at the right degree, as hot as a volcano. The pain will last for ten days and then at the eleventh, I'm having a horse rip him apart slowly.' 'A horse?' Lance asked. 'Four horses. His hands and legs would be tied to four horses heading to different directions. They would all pull him apart. The same way he killed Lucius, don't you remember?' Maurice asked. 'I know you are mourning, but I was hoping you can go talk to Carlos, he has been in his room for days now.' Bruce said in a pleading manner. 'What do you expect? The man lost his baby and the mother. Are you expecting him to be dancing around?' Lance scoffed. 'Just imagine you losing that girlfriend of…' 'That's enough!' I snapped. 'Get him to the hospital before he bleeds
>>>>> Narrative <<<<< (What happened to Cookie) The bulky short man gazed down at the girl on the boat, lusting after her body. He was suppose to throw her into the sea as ordered but he didn't want to do that without getting a taste of her. He looked at his partner as the taller man drove the boat without a smile. 'Wouldn't it be a shame to throw this valuable piece of jewel away?' He finally voiced out his thought. His partner looked at him over his shoulder. 'I mean, the fiancée of Ame, such treasure.' 'She is useless now,'
Valería's standpoint Thirteen months later Thirteen months, a year and a month of waiting for her to wake up but nothing. So far, her life depended on six best available doctors to help check on what was wrong with her brain, why she wasn't getting any better or showing any sign of improvement. The first doctor came and checked on her, he couldn't understand either so he referred us to Dr. Allen. The second came, the same thing. The third somehow lost his license, the fourth is always busy but still referred us to the same Dr. Allen. The fifth checked on her, attempted to operate on her again but worsened the case and at the end, the
Ted's standpoint I cracked my knuckles as I walked into the boardroom, my lips in a straight line. I dropped my hands into my pockets and looked over my shoulder at Carlos and Bruce, who were acting as security for me even if I didn't need it. Bruce opened the glass door for me, I walked in, and they all stood immediately and bowed. I ignored them and went to my chair. They sat down after me. 'Good morning, sir,' they chorused. 'What am I doing here?' I asked no one but everyone. 'Sir,' my secretary stood up and bowed. 'May I speak?' 'I asked a question, didn't I?'