"Pick up the call " he said to her, directing her to pick up Eric's call. He cocked his gun. She trembled, her hands shook vehemently. Tears welled up her eyes. "Is this how I am going to die? " she thought within herself. The mere thought of death shook her. She picked up the call, He.. He. Llo" She stammered, unable to get her words together. "What is wrong? " Eric asked over the phone. He was waiting for her at the drive way where they packed earlier."Oh jeez" Sinclear said, rubbing his curly hair with his hand and the other hand pulling the trigger. "No.. No… thing" She stammered over the phone."Alright, if you say so" he replied, brushing off the instinct saying she's in danger. "I have so many reasons to kill you. First, you lied to me. Secondly, you work for our greatest enemy, Sinful. He betrayed us all,Anna , Derek, Samantos, all of us. Fuck, I am resisting the urge to kill you " he said to Amelia who almost peed on her body. "Is someone there with you? " Eric asked, wo
They left the local funeral home and headed back to Catherine Hart's apartment. They got to the apartment and shock of their life, the apartment is empty with cobwebs and dust everywhere. "Are we in the wrong apartment? " Alex asked, quite puzzled. Everything has changed from the last time they came. The tiny apartment was a little bit bigger and darker now. Cobwebs kept messing with their hair. They were sneezing continuously as they could not handle the dust. Anthonia left the room to confirm if they were in the right apartment. "That is the victim's apartment. We stood there. Then we walked straight down" She said to herself, demonstrating and gesticulating just to be sure. She went back in to meet the confused team members. "This is the exact apartment we visited the last time. Someone is playing with our heads" She broke the news to them. They didn't look surprise cause it was very obvious already.Roderigo kept on inhaling and exhaling. Confused was an understatement. He wal
He literally dialled "BUSINESS "."Can we talk for a talk for a moment? " A man in black suit asked. The door of another office on the right side opened. It was a big station with over twelve offices. Alex and Diana's office were on the right side while Anthonia and the director's office were on the left side. Roderigo's office was a little bit distant from theirs as it stays opposite Claire's. "Sure" he answered. He looked back at their phone to confirm he saw it well. The phones that has been ringing continuously has stopped. The call got disconnected. He left them and walked into the director's office. It was a large office. On the table was a plank, on it was written, Gary Liam. There were ten chairs in the middle of the office. That is where they sit to discuss any pressing issue. "What have you gotten on the case so far? " he asked and gestured to Roderigo to sit on one of the chairs. He himself settled on one of the chairs."Hum… nothing really " He answered. "You have bee
"Boss, boss what happened to you? " Tifanny asked Eric who was leaning on the door. He was too weak to pull the door so he just stood there knocking faintly hoping someone hears.Tiffany was just coming back from the convenience store. She dropped her shopping bag immediately she saw Eric. "What happened in Italy? ""Why are you bleeding? " she bombarded him with questions. She was getting worried. The little treatment the nurse applied was gone as he hit his head against the cab when he was trying to alight. His phone went missing at the scene so he could not contact anyone. "One question at a time, Tiffany" he managed to say. He almost tripped but Tiffanny held him. Eric rests his head on her shoulder. "It feels like the past " she whispered into his ears and felt his body stiffened. "I don't know if you still want us back but I really want us back "."Meghan, Red, who is home" she shouted when they got in. Her shoulder was getting heavier every minute and she felt she could p
"I heard he likes ladies. Amelia once told me that was how she got in" Fiona said. They were in the apartment searching for the notepad. Their mood was a bit bright Tho not as bright as it used to be but it was better than earlier.. "I think that would be better for us. At least we have an upper hand here" Theresa said. "Yes, we do" She replied. "But then, what are we going there as? Business partners? " Layla chirped in. "You are so engrossed in your father's smuggling " Fiona hit Layla on her shoulder playfully. "Hendrix, you are going there as a driver. That way we know their location and wherever they are planning to go cause you are the driver. I would be going as a personal assistant. Amelia was the personal assistant but now they have gotten rid of her, they must be looking for someone else". She concluded. "Got rid of her? You mean the mafia has something to do with Amelia's accident?" Layla asked, quite puzzled. "He nearly killed her to shut her up. She is carrying
EPISODE ONE "Drive... drive" she shouted on top of her voice looking at the side mirror here and there. The driver swayed left, then right nearly hitting a young boy selling magazines. The kid grins as he slid between moving cars trying to advertise the newspaper. It was late afternoon. The sun is nearly out of sight as people are seen packing up and closing their shops while some are just displaying their wares. The driver stepped on the brake all of a sudden causing cars to hit them from behind. So much for trying to save a young boy. A gunshot was fired at the car which hit the side mirror. "Les, they are closing up on us. Shoot the fucking gun and kill any motherfucker out there". The driver, James said. They drove directly into a catholic. The car scattered everything on its way. "No... no.. not David... the one with the small..." "Dumbass, you still have time for jokes". The car turned right. The not too bright sun shone into the car. The view shows a young lady in her ear
Episode 2"Please sir... please sir. We would pay you up before the end of the month. Please don't take over our property, it's all we've got". A woman crying profusely and begging on her knees with her two young children. Their little belongings were beside them. A big black bag which contains just clothes and some buckets was beside them.There he is.He sat opposite them with hus legs crossed and a cigarette in his hands.He turned deaf ears as he kept puffing like his life depended on it.Almighty Mia Werner!!."Boss, we've moved all their belongings out". A dark skinned man said, probably in his late 30's. He has extremely dark eyes and his hair was not properly trimmed. He was dressed in a starched Khakis and carefully polished high boots with a wireless pods in his ear."Lock the door and bring the keys to me" he finally said. His voice sounded husky as he gave an emotionless face. The man, Martins, returned with some set of keys jingling on his hands. He handed it over to Wern
Episode 3 "Okay, what's your name?. A lady and three other men were sitted in the interrogation room. The room looks empty except from the few chairs and a table. They were referred to the room the moment they said they want to talk about the Werners . Everybody in the room looked st them suspiciously. Truthfully, at the mention of his name, every head bow. Slowly, they started decreasing in the room. People there to lodge complaints left giving filmsy excuses No one wants to get on the family's wrong side.The lady, Marie Leet was dressed in a yellow butterfly top with a yellow shorts. On her hand was a black telfar bag and a rolex wristwatch. Her black hair was packed in a ponytail which fell on her waist."I'm Marie Leet" she said as they sat down on the few chairs in the room. " An Instagram influencer. An American by the way, I relocated to Mexico city few months back"."Mexico they call it, no one here says Mexico city" the police man giggled. He was a tall muscular figure in