❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ Professor MacPherson drove his car to an uncompleted building located in a non-residential part of the United States of America. He got out of the car, spat and walked into the building. When he entered the uncompleted building, he couldn’t find anyone. “Where could these guys be? But Charles asked me to come here; what’s going on?” professor MacPherson muttered. Professor MacPherson dialed Charles’ phone number, but it was not reachable. He walked to his car and drove to Charles’ house. He soon arrived at Charles’s house. He parked at the front of the house and walked to the door. He knocked on the door gently. “Hello!! Is anyone at home?” professor MacPherson said. “Hold on, I am coming,” Margaret said. Margaret left the American love film she was watching on the television and walked to the door. She opened the door. “Good morning, sir,” Margaret said. “Morning, young lady,” pro

❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ Evelyn carried two plates and spoons. She washed the plates and the spoons. She walked to the pot of fried rice and dished out some portions of the food into a big flask. She arranged the plates, spoons and food flask into a basket. She walked out of the kitchen. “Mason, I want to go to Charlotte’s house now,” Evelyn said as she reached the sitting room. “It’s getting dark outside already, why can’t you just suspend that?” Mason said. “Please, Mason; I need to give Professor MacPherson and Ayla this food,” Evelyn said. “Alright. Don’t stay long,” Mason said. “I won’t,” Evelyn said. Evelyn walked to Professor MacPherson’s house and knocked at the door. Ayla walked to the door and opened it. Ayla collected the basket from Evelyn and took it to the dining room. She placed it on the dining table and walked back to the sitting room. “Hi! Professor MacPherson!” Evelyn said as she sat dow

❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ Charles and the other light-fingered guys hid their guns in their pockets, they walked out of the hotel through the back door. The gangsters entered the car and masked themselves. Dickson sat in the driver’s seat and drove the car away. At about 12:50 pm, they reached a street. Trades were going on in this street between buyers and sellers. Dickson parked the car beside a signboard with the inscription “Beauty mall.” The gangsters came out of the car and began to disrupt the economic activities taking place between buyers and sellers. The armed men shot bullets into the air. There was a pandemonium and uproar in the street as passersby, traders and buyers began to get on their heels. Before this incident, the workers of beauty mall had already known the mall was unsafe since they saw broken doors and the scattered state of the mall when they started their day’s operations. The gangsters entered the mall and found no single soul there. T

❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ It was exactly 6:58 pm, Professor MacPherson parked his car in front of his fenceless house. He opened one of the doors of his car and alighted from the car. He carried his briefcase and walked to his house entrance door. “Hello! Ayla!” professor MacPherson said. “Hold on, dad; I am coming,” Ayla said moodily. Ayla walked to the door and opened it, she walked back to her seat. Professor MacPherson closed the door and staggered into the sitting room. “Ayla, you didn’t greet me,” professor MacPherson said. He put his briefcase beside the table and sat down beside Ayla. “I am sorry, dad; welcome,” Ayla said. “Thank you. You look dull. What happened?” professor MacPherson said and touched Ayla’s chin. “Nothing, dad,” Ayla said silently. “C’mon! You can’t deceive me. Are you famished?” professor MacPherson said. “Yes, dad,” Ayla said. “Where is Evelyn? She did

❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ Queen Caroline and Hazel walked to the bed chamber of King Achilles and met him taking a nap. Inside his bed chamber were two couches, a marbled floor, a plasma television and other electronics, a standing fan, a doormat made from lion’s skin, a table and sundries. Queen Caroline and Hazel sat on one of the couches. After sitting for about 50 seconds, Queen Caroline finally spoke. “Greetings, my king. A king doesn’t sleep; so I am sure you are conscious,” Queen Caroline said. “What do you want?” King Achilles said. King Achilles stood up from the bed, he walked to one of the couches and sat down. He gazed at Queen Caroline and Hazel. “Why are you mute? I said, what do you want?” King Achilles said and grimaced. “My king, you are not a bad man at all. Over the time we have spent in this palace, you have been good to us. Queen Alexandra, on the other hand, has been troublesome, nefarious and unin