Constance cried out and jumped to the side when she felt a creature scamper past her feet and she hugged the wall moaning with fright against whatever else was in the passageway with her. She could barely make out anything out of the impenetrable gloom. But still she kept on, keeping one hand against the wall as she made her way up the stairs to the room Thaddeus and the kidnapper had earlier occupied. She saw the torch lying on the floor and picked it up and was surprised to find the money bag not far from her but no sign of Thaddeus anywhere. She unzipped the bag and saw the pile of money inside and was confused by whatever might have happened in here.
She heard footsteps coming from beyond the door and got up and went and stood behind the door and switched off her torch. The footsteps got closer and so too a touch light that lit up the room as the person’s feet stopped at the doorway not venturing further inside. Cons
They were back in comforting lights and surroundings that were the city. Constance had dozed off a little and when she awoke to view the lights all she thought was how happy with relief she felt at seeing them compared to the gloom they had left behind. She propped herself upright in her seat and shielded her mouth to stifle a yawn. Thad drove serenely; all he thought about was the sleep he was bound to enjoy once he got home after dropping off Constance.“Is it all right if I crash at your place tonight?” she asked.Thad turned to look at her and for a moment couldn’t think of what to say about her request. “You think you won’t mind crashing at a low-income, bachelor pad like mine?”“Is that your way of saying no?”“Well, not really . . . All right then sure, why not? You’re more than welcome. Oh shit!” he exclaimed and smacked the
Constance couldn’t sleep a wink.She kept turning from one end of the pillow to the other and clutching the covers to her chin, sometimes moaning while she did. The dream she had was vivid and held her in a suffocating chokehold. They were back at the upper room in the abandoned warehouse, this time they saw the kidnapper pressing a gun to her frightened son’s head. Neither Thad nor she could do anything to stop what was coming as the kidnapper having somewhat prior knowledge that they had come up short regarding the money short and now suggested to her to choose who gets the bullet first—her son or Thad.Before she could make a choice, his gun went off. There was the sound of her screaming before everything went suddenly dark.Constance shot up instantaneously from the bed, screaming.She caught herself and ceased her crying when she realised she was awake. Her hand fumbled shakily for the bed
Thaddeus was at the precipice of falling into deep sleep when he felt someone kissing his lips. He mistook it at first that he caught up in a dream like the previous memorable one he had last time and paid it no mind, except the kissing feat persisted. His eyes came groggily awake in the dark and there was Constance leaning over him, smothering him with kisses. Thad’s senses came alive and he quickly responded to her passion, least it ended so fast. He flung the covers off to better manoeuvre her to get on top of him. Their lips smacked against each other with fervour. Thaddeus rummaged his hands all over Constance, feeling over her torso, down to her thighs and hips and then went to grabbing her butt as if visually painting a portrait of her body in the dark. Constance rubbed her butt against his crotch, dry-humping him while caressing his face with both hands while keeping on with their passionate kissing.  
Sunlight streamed through his curtains. There was the music of birds chirping in the tree outside his window, interspersed with cars driving to and fro on the street. There was a slight stir behind his eyelids and slowly he swam from the depths of slumber and opened his eyes to the light of the new day. Everything was all bleary at first and he groaned lazily from having slept so late; he was almost reluctant to want to get up from bed. He turned to his left and there laid the sleeping form that was Constance Loftus curled on her side. Last night hadn’t been a dream after all, he thought.Thaddeus pulled aside the covers and slipped out of the bed as quiet as he could without disturbing her. Constance stirred in her sleep but that was it. He found himself a shirt and a pair of shorts to wear before slipping out of the room.There was no one in the living room. Nothing to show that Myra had been there e
He was back to being with his lonely self again.Thaddeus slumped down on the couch with all the buoyant air he’d carried earlier now dissipated from him. His head lolled between his shoulders and his arms felt lifeless resting across his thighs. He felt like a boxer who’s suffered his worst night getting KO’ed in the first round. He recalled the way she had looked at him before she left; the coldness in her voice when she talked about mailing him his check later. That one hurt more than anything, which was an absolute surprise to Thad. He had been through a number of breakups, some barely lasting a week let alone a day. He usually preferred one-night stands to anything daring to enclose him in what might transpire into a relationship. Except this one felt deep and personal. If only he could find the bastard that leaked the news of her son’s kidnapping to the press, he’d sure love to s
Thaddeus Black didn't drive straight to the office but instead went to the city’s grand central train station. He did, however, call Sarah who was already in the office to let her know where he was heading. At the station, he rented out a locker box and deposited the money bag inside it. His intention was to return the money later once the media storm blew over; right now it was a lot safer here than at his place. He glanced at a wide-screen TV as he strolled towards the revolving doors of the terminal and saw people staring raptly at the retelling of Constance’s missing son. Thaddeus lowered his hat over his face as he hurried out of the building. He returned to his car and screeched out of the parking lot.Thaddeus arrived at his office a half hour later. The summer heat was atrocious and seemed to choke the air out his lungs. A burgundy-coloured Ferrari was parked in front of his office building, the
Thaddeus drove back home hours later after an excursion into the city. He had drawn out a payment plan for Sarah and told her to lock up whenever she felt done for the day. The office wasn’t rhyming with his vibe and he had needed space to think work through tackling the new insight he had gained into the case that just might be the lead to cracking it once and for all. That aside, he needed some pussy to recharge himself and he knew just the right person to give him that. He called Erica’s mobile to enquire if she was still at home or not. She answered the call and replied that she was indeed home and bored out of her head. Thad felt an awakening in his pants as he ended the call and drove home.Erica sat by her living window perusing a novel though she had lost all interest in it since receiving Thad’s phone call. She heard the sound of his engine and glanced out the window at the sight of him p
Thaddeus drew back on his jacket’s sleeve to check the time on his watch. Eight fifty-five pm, it said. The address to the club put it at the city limit; it was going to be a long ride. According to Erica, the festivities won’t begin till near midnight, giving him plenty of time to arrive and get comfortable.Thaddeus had one pair of black suit which he’d worn for the occasion and a tie to go with it. It wasn’t until his fourth attempt at securing himself a cab that he got one willing to take him to his destination but at an exorbitant price. He would have much preferred going with his car, except anonymity was the word as he settled in the cab’s backseat. This club thing felt like a wild goose chase. He was simply following a scent he should have smelt earlier but was too preoccupied to think it through. Something murky existed between Constance and her sister. Whether or