It was almost eleven in the morning. And the sun was beginning to light up Purple City. Some adults were seen wiping their faces with face towels and their shirts drenched in sweat as they made it back to their homes after hours of jogging. A few kids walked the streets in the company of their siblings as they poked fun at each other and lit up with smiles.The long palm trees along the roads danced to and fro and the city looked green. There was no moment of mediocrity in Purple City. Even on a Saturday, the aura of wealth and class could be felt by the people that withdrew back to their homes after a jog. From expensive sneakers to customized headbands and shirts.Some had customized water bottles that had diverse inscriptions. Some of the bottles had the inscription, ‘Life is Good,’ ‘You Only Live Once,’ and another that read ‘Live it.’Some who preferred to exercise at home could be seen lifting dumbbells, running on the treadmill and pushing up. And anyone could see some of the
The morning breeze on a Monday morning captured the air as the trees danced and the birds chirped across the sky in harmony. Although Monday was seen as an indicative boost for a fresh start, others hated it.But not the inhabitants of Purple City. Monday was a big deal and on this day, people reported to work early to be one of the first persons to win from the day's blessings.One would have thought that a neighborhood filled with wealthy people would take a break from work and have a good time. But Purple City people knew when to prioritize and strike a balance. And Monday was certainly no day for parties and having a good time. It meant going after the moolah. Because more money meant more resources to have a good time at the appropriate time. Charles who was one of such persons had reported to work already. Had it not been for the past incidents from the dog bite and the whereabouts of Fiona after the Golden Moon nightclub fire incident, he would have had a record of never miss
A piece of breaking news had hit the airwaves. And all over, people were in the know. The news about the missing persons was not a fresh issue to the populace as it had aired on various television channels for days. Even billboards and posters in every corner of the city had images of these missing persons on them. Thus people were aware of the issue although it did not generate that much interest and talk until now.There was a new twist. In a rather interesting turn of events, there was a new development to the story that had stemmed from a message Charles received from an unknown number.And having consulted Officer Daniels of the special crime division of Purple City police, the media houses were given the green light to broadcast the latest report.[Breaking news: In the latest report, there is knowledge of the whereabouts of the three victims who went missing after the fire outbreak at the Golden Moon nightclub weeks ago. The report which has been confirmed by the special cr
Emerald Johnson, the latest business mogul in town was in the news, and for the right and positive reasons. At a press conference, the CEO of Johnson Empire addressed the media with a remarkable speech, one that was not only reassuring but aimed at monopolizing the renewable energy industry. She stood behind a podium that had a backdrop with her company name and services boldly inscribed on it, to deliver her speech.[Good day ladies and gentlemen of the press, I am highly elated to have you all grace this remarkable occasion with your presence. And good day to everyone. First, and foremost I'd like to give thanks to the Almighty Lord for making it possible for all of us to be alive today to witness history in the making.Second of all, I'd like to thank my able team of employees who have been sleep deprived just for the manifestation of this day. Thank you very much from the depths of my heart.To the reason, we are here. I guess you would have all noted or guessed from the bac
"I am not surprised to see Emerald dodge that question from the reporter. " Mrs Briggs said.She had also seen the briefing Emerald had with the press and noted the moment the boss of the Johnson Empire smartly swayed away from a question from the reporter."Years ago, I remember I once chanced on the childhood photo of Edward that had a note attached to it. In one of the photos, I saw him in the company of a girl and an adult male.I later found out that the man in the photo was his father and the girl was his sister." She revealed as Tracy listened with rapt attention. "When he saw that very photo in my hands, do you know what he did?" She queried. "No. You tell me." Tracy demanded."He took the photo and tore the part that had the girl and warned me never to touch the photos again. I marvelled at his behaviour because it was not intentional to have seen those photos. It was purely accidental." She recalled."Besides, he had never behaved in that manner towards me until that fate
Tracy pushed open the curtains on her bedroom window and took an aerial look at the neighbourhood. She stood at the window side with lots of thoughts running through her mind.As she wrestled with the many thoughts, her eyes caught sight of a Bentley that was driving by. Immediately, it reminded her of her time at the Parker house where her neighborhood had countless Bentleys drive past on a daily basis. But now she lived with Louisa in a place called Cealpaa. Cealpaa is just a few minutes' drive away from the heart of Purple City but closer to BlueVille. The inhabitants of Cealpaa are mostly middle-class people. And the people who lived there were equally hardworking. Even Tracy had noticed how the people of Cealpaa didn't joke with their job. And if there was anyone to confirm Tracy's observation, it was Louisa.She had noticed how her friend was always on the move to work for clients and also make some money to help take care of expenses at the house.And the thought of tha
The corners of Cynthia's lips fell towards the floor as she dragged her feet to the living room where Edward sat with his hands in-between his thighs. "Edward, there you are," Cynthia said from a distance as she walked towards her husband. "My dear husband, we need to talk." She said and sat on the couch opposite Edward's.Edward said nothing all along with his hands still in-between his legs as his eyes looked to the floor."Edward, did you hear what I just said? I said we need to talk." She repeated upon noticing that her husband was absent-minded.She passed her hands in front of his eyes, but he would not blink till she pushed him on the right shoulder. "Edward!" She screamed."Yes, what? What is it?" He asked and released his hands from his thighs and finally noticed the presence of his wife."What is it?" Cynthia asked. "I've been calling you for the past few minutes. What were you thinking about?" She queried."Nothing. I was just… you know what? Never mind. Why were you ca
The veins on the sides of Charles's forehead started to pop as he drove in his Range Rover Velar and bit his bottom lip.He had wanted to drive at top speed, but the thought of landing in trouble with the police despite his affiliation with Officer Daniels, discouraged him as he drove within the stipulated speed limit. Charles had received a threatening message from the kidnappers. And failure to carry out what the message said would endanger the lives of Fiona, David and Leonardo. The message read:[Charles Parker. It's been over five days since we took custody of your friends.A ransom had been put before you. But, it appears to me that you consider all of this to be a joke.If you cared about your so-called Fiona and the other two guys, you would have done the needful by now.I could have called you on the phone but decided to message you instead, that way you won't have the authorities trace my call.Now listen and listen carefully.You have played around for the past five days