Jason got to his room and dropped the briefcase. It had documents and some illegal substances in it. He scoffed and facepalmed himself."Until when? He muttered. His phone rang and he picked it up. "I heard you did a pretty good job all alone" Stone's voice sounded happily over the phone. "Are you done talking? Jason asked hoarsely "My boys will have to retrieve it at 6 am Tomorrow get ready to crawl out from your little hiding cave. Till then mate. Stone hung the call"Urgh! What's this? He threw his phone over the bed and undressed. His stomach grumbled and he left in search of dinner. Getting to the living room, Stacy was seen sitting down on the sofa, sleeping. Jason rolled his eyes and headed toward her. "Stacy? Stacy? He got no response. He squatted in front of her, staring at her face.Stacy bit on her lower lips making them moist and Jason's eyes widened. He jerked up, totally not knowing what to do."What should I do?" He asked himself when an idea turned up in his head, c
Jason observed her countenance but uttered no word. He turned to his phone, acting all engrossed with it.Stacy got in and sat down with dimmed eyes and a saddened look. "Could you please take me home? I'll like to verify something" Jason watched her with an expressionless face and asked "where? "Home" she mumbled. Oakson Alley" Jason turned to his steering wheel and moved away from the area. Oakson Alley appeared lonely and the chirping of birds could be heard. A tall tree stood above a bungalow with its branches dancing to the breeze. The breeze made sizzling sounds as the leaves rustled. Stacy stepped out of the car and ran towards the bungalow. She got to the house and knelt on the stairs, in front of it. The place was mercilessly wrecked, the door was knocked out and the windows were broken. The roof had conspicuous holes. She managed to lift herself from the stairs and rushed into the house. The appliances were broken and scattered all over the living room. She was bewildered b
It's Monday. "Thank God, it's Monday" Stacy muttered lowly and stretched her limbs, yawning. Sighting the small clock on a table beside her bed, she jerked up from the bed "It's 5 am already, what to do? What to do?" She bit her lower lip and rushed to dress up. Ascending the stairs, she could see Jason in a tuxedo already dressed for work. He held his files as he glared at her. "I'm so sorry to keep you waiting" she squinted her eyes and caught up to him. Without uttering a word, Jason moved to the door and headed to his car while Stacy followed suit. He got into the car, waiting for her to get in. "Can't he be a gentleman and at least open the door for me?" She thought as she opened the door and sat down, pouting. The ride was silent as no one talked to each other. Stacy bit her finger nervously wondering how they will be seen together at the workplace. They got to a bus stop, some meters away from the company and the car stopped."What now? Stacy mumbled. Jason took out some cash
Stacy raced to the stores to hide her tears. "How can he do this? How can he?" Her voice cracked as she lowered gently to the floor not minding her clothes being in contact with dust. She is so embarrassed, right now that she is not ready to meet anyone.The door opened. Stacy swiftly turned and faced a shelf acting as if she wanted to get hold of something. A male employee came in, he went straight to pick up what he came for and left with a confused look on his face. She cleaned her face and walked out of the stores, headed to her office. Slumping on her seat, she switched on her system and continued with pending work, After a few minutes, Jeremy walked in, interrupting her."I'm sorry for the interruption." He apologized and took a seat as Stacy hesitated before flashing a quick smile."How are you? I heard what happened" His voice sounded so worried as a glint of sadness appeared on his face. "That! it's nothing... I'm fine" Stacy rushed her words, her voice trembled lowly and s
In a dense forest, an old cartel stood by, with up to four masked boys guarding it. The heavy guns they held looked terrifying. Any passer-by caught in sight is shot to death. One of the guards had a cigarette with him and let out clouds of smoke from his nostrils and mouth at intervals. In another room, Stone is seated on a chair with girls in their lingerie, specifically bras and panties behind him. They were massaging him and he felt so satisfied. He heard a knock on the door and gave out a dismissive wave of his hand to the girls who moved back, One of the girls sat down with crossed legs and a cigarette in her hand, and the other sat down feeling so tired. "Come in". A young man moved in lowering his head as a bow to him."Grand Master Stone" He raised his head after his small greeting which Stone nodded lightly. "What brings you here, Xavier?" Xavier let out a short breath and continued " it's considering the search of one Ms Stacy, I came to report that we have been having di
The light of the dawn seeped into her room. Stacy reached for her phone with squinted eyes to see the time after a few minutes of blurredness."Oh shit! It's another working day" Stacy jerked up, tossing her duvet across the room while she rushed into the bathroom. There were bubbles all over the tube and she got lost playing with them, giggling. She blew foams off her face, sliding into the tube. Coming out of the bathroom, she hurriedly dressed in a flashy black gown. Her feet fitted her short heels which crackled on the tiles as she moved out.Jason came out of the room bumping into Stacy who lost balance and was about to trip when he pulled her closer to him. Their eyes widened as they stared deep at each other. Jason had this black suit and his hair was combed backwards. Stacy gulped her saliva, already lost in admiration. Immediately, Jason shifted from her and went down the stairs. Nobody spoke to each other in the dining room, They finished their meal and entered their car t
So Stone thinks he can take away the briefcase and murder my men" A young man of 25 years paced around the room, with his arms clasped behind his back. A head of a Mafia group in Italy but based here. According to news, he's half Italian and American. His hair brushed against his face. His earrings dangled as he walked. The tattoos on his right hand could be visibly seen. He has been so furious after hearing about the murder the other time. "Sir Matteo, I have news for you" A servant came running in without knocking. Matteo moved swiftly and slammed his back on the tiled walls, choking him tightly. "How dare you interrupt my thinking moment?" He glared at the man whose eyes were already red, his veins appearing gradually. "I'm sorry, sir, I was overwhelmed with the news that I lost my manners" he explained lowly. Matteo dropped him to the floor, his back against him. The man coughed as he scratched his neck trying to get himself. In a few seconds, he stood up and cleared his throat.
"Isn't that one good-looking dude?" Bethany giggled, tapping Stacy who sat down at the moment. "Yeah, I concur, but I haven't seen him here before now..." Stacy squeezed her lips with her eyes wandering. "Of course, he got in today to assist Mr Peters, who I heard, encountered an accident this morning" She whispered the last part while her eyes moved around the cafeteria like she was being watched."How did they get an assistant so sudden?" Stacy grimaced a perplexed look. "C'mon we have a long list of people who are constantly applying for work, preying on any opportunities that surface and I won't deny the fact that his looks sure give him in" she winked, looming closer to Stacy with a grin. Stacy nudged her and left the table to place an order. Within a few minutes, Jeremy who they fondly call Jerry joined them. Lately, they have been best of friends. They discussed and ate their food. "The universe is sure on our side, that's why we have choked on our food" Stacy laughed, hol