"Based on my experience, they are two types of people in the world; people who use foul means to survive and people who play fair even if they lose. Which section do me and you belong to? The former or the latter?"
The inspector studied Monica shocked expression and continued. "Let's try and find the right answer."
"Let's go!" Monica said trying to open the doorknob that the inspector held firmly. Amidst the fear that was erupting through her, she noticed the mole that sat closely beside the inspector's nose and the outstretched of veins on his hand.
"I have a gift for you. I am not sure if it will be a gift or toxin." His voice increased in pitches with each word he spoke.
Like a newly-hatched chick peeking from the broken shell of a fresh egg, a bright new day gradually began to unfold in the town. And with its very first hint of dawn, the inspector and the police officers in charge of the motor vehicle investigation had gotten to Head To Toe Cosmetics Company (HTTCC)"Detective-inspector Zach I still don'tunderstand why we came here again, corporal Mike said he searched the car yesterday and we all know he found a zipper on the car bonnet." A police officer said.The inspector stopped in his tracks and faced the man that asked the question. "We are here to question Miss Evidence; the owner of the car.""Don't you think it is too early? Who comes to the office at this time of the day?""We will wait for her, the earlier the better.""Inspector-Detective Zach is it true that Monica and Christabel are enemies?" The Sergeant asked few seconds into their
"You couldn't even sleep. Get a little rest before you go out." Christabel mom said while trying to prevent the clothes she just collected from the lines from falling."Daniel told me to come to the company because of something important. I will be right back Mom.""I am nervous to send you alone, let me follow you to get a cab, what if that man comes back?""I don't want to stress you. Help me to prepare those delicious cookies, I will be right back Mom." She patted her mum, added a moderate brown powder to her face; to give her face its colour back, and left.💥💥💥"CEO, journalists are waiting in the assembly room." "Alright," Daniel replied. "Let me remind you again. Taking photos
check out her books if you are a lover of 💥💥💥 "The company image has sunk and people are already spreading rumours and now the only thing important to you is to get your fiancee out of prison!" Daniel stepmom shouted, anger marrying her sharp features. Giving Daniel a death glare she packed her braids that fell from the elastic-bond hold when she was shouting back into a disarranged bun. "At this rate, you will pass out." David who just came in said swinging a white lamp charger. His mother ignored him, her eyes mopped Daniel. "Aren't you ashamed to face your sister like this! This is the perfect time to seek Justice, to get Justice for her and you will let that go down the drain because of the love you have for a criminal!" Here she was making Daniel felt as if he did nothing about his dear sister death. Here she was making Daniel think everybody was tryin
Daniel surprised them when he entered the dock and placed his lips on Christabel own. Christabel swollen eyes were wide in shock, well, that was unexpected. Not caring about where they were he kissed her so fiercely that Christabel gasped from breath. One could hear the 'uhmmm' 'hmmm' and gasps from the spectators as he clashed his tongue with hers, bending her head in a good position, wrapping his huge arms around curvy form possessively and pressing her breasts firmly against his hard chest and abs that Christabel had stroke before, all this was happening right inside the court! The kiss was so erotical - like they were having sex with their mouths. Making love as certainly as if they were both naked and squirming together in bed. So dominative and domineering - like they were commemorating each other for eternity, con
💥💥💥 22 February 2010. The afternoon sun saturated the prison edifice in its golden, cosy light. Specks of dust particles seemed to dance in the shaft of the bright glow, slanting the prison windows. The blotched sun seeped through the canopy of tall trees scattered around the prison wall, creating mysterious and grotesque shadows of the heavily breathing prisoners. A group of wild prisoners encircled Christabel, each deriving fun from her wounded form. &
Ps: Please if you have not read the prologue please do for better understanding.22 January 2008.Christabel and her sister, Sarah were playing in their small room. It was overhauled into an old dilapidated building. The cool morning breeze tinkled their skin - gracing and relishing their happy moment.Sun's rays flowed steadily into the room, making the standing mirror and the aluminium window glisten. The window shutters had parallel openings trotting across them.Christabel and her sister room was decorated with a faded solvent of blue and yellow paint. Her sister big, yellow teddy bear crouched on the blue bedroom
23 January 2008. The movement of squirrels rustlingcoconut and palm trees fonds throbbed Christabel's ear. Seated on the small balcony of their house, she could perceive the early morning air tinged with the ripening of mangoes: both fresh and rotten ones. Sheep, goats, and hens loaded the ventilated surrounding with their droppings. Knowing fully well that she would be the one to clean and sweep away the mess she squeezed her face and nudged her nose. From a notable distance, she could hear the bleating of goats, the crowing of mature gallinaceous-cocks, and people squealing greetings across cemented and uncemented compound walls. "Don't rape her! No, don't
25 of January 2008.It was like a hoax when their Mum hurried to the house after Sarah notified her about Christabel's head cut, including what happened in details and she suggested they leave the house for the Johnsons mansion. The shock was raw and sudden. Sarah and Christabel waited, hoping their Mum will burst into throaty and rambunctious laughter and tell them it was a sick joke, a ridiculous gimmick, a lewd farce, but it never came. Not even when they packed a few basic loads needed for the visit. To Christabel and her sister, there was just going on a visit, perhaps a visit to know where their Mum had spent five years working in."How could we leave the house Dad worked so hard to build, how could you tell the loan shark