“I hope. If Jamal doesn’t cooperate, there are legal steps to take to make him do so. You are the victim and must remain the victim to have the law in your side.”“I know that.”“Very well then. You can leave my office and come back after the three days is up.” He stood up, giving Mr. Winnows a curt nod before walking out of his office, Mr. Winnows scrutinizing gaze piercing his back even all the way home.*Joan walked round the car reciting physics formulas to herself to memorize them.The garden was quiet and peaceful as expected, the rest of the outside world was not, exactly why she had escaped there. On a normal school day with no exams lurking around, she would have busier herself with filling her ears with the latest gist going around school, Sisi was always there to inform; either the latest couples or the latest cheats or who got preggy or had an abortion or who lost her virginity or passed out on the streets the last Friday night party… there was always something to

“We’ll check to see if what the both of you claim is true, is really true. You'll be led to the waiting room while we go do that.”She stood up slowly, a bit more confident than she had been earlier but nevertheless still afraid. Her head was jumbled with different thoughts and none of them seemed to end well.They were led out of the room to the waiting room, detective White and the principal’s secretary staying back with them while detective Schuffer and the V.P went back to the school.And so she sat, waiting.*Joan sighed out in relief as she entered her home. The saying 'You never know what you have until you lose it.’ really applied to her that day. Though she ended up not losing anything, the events of that day really moved her. She had not realized how much she relished stepping into her home after a long school day, how much she loved jumping into her bed and getting a good sleep, how much she appreciated seeing her mother’s face each day, how much she valued Sisi, Keish

The knife went in a little and came out.“Please!” Razor cried, “They only told me to find out his whereabouts, his destination, that’s all!”Victor nodded inwardly, he was finally getting answers.“Who?”“I don’t know. The orders came from my boss…”Razor’s mouth went shut, his eyes going wide.*Victor groaned inwardly, stabbing Razor’s shoulder.“Your boss, who do you work for?”Razor’s cries were the only thing he heard, the knife went in again.“We’re a gang” Razor forced out as he howled, “We do jobs for people!”“Your gang's name?”Nothing. The knife went in again.“Code red!” Razor cried, “Code red!”Victor knew of the gang, he had used them once before. One thing, their boss, the leader was unknown. Nobody knew him, he heard even the members of the gang themselves didn’t. He'd just have to find out.“Who’s your boss?” he asked as he plunged in the knife again. Razor cried out.“Who’s your boss!?”Nothing. He punched Razor’s face, furious.“I asked who is your

“Victor is gone” he spoke, his voice deadly calm, “Pierce is dead. That is the result of your…” he pointed at each of them, “mistake, Your. Own. Mistake. Pierce’s blood is on you, he died because of you. Let that remain stuck in your head, let him hunt you for the rest of your cursed lives but mark my words…”Andrew's hands dropped back to his side, his eyes glaring daggers at their bowed heads.“If Victor dies… you all die.”*Joan walked into school with Sisi by her side. Her fingers clutched the straps of her bag tightly, her face was set in a forced blank look.“Just walk… and breathe, everything is fine.” Sisi said to her.The looks came as expected, the suspicious stares and accusing looks and pointing fingers.“She poisoned the principal!?” she heard someone shout.She didn’t see who, didn’t know who, didn’t bother to see who. If it was for anything else, she would have been much less bothered. She would have entered into school nonchalantly and kept her head held high b

He wanted to let her know that he only let her be friends with Colton Adams because as much as he wanted all of her to himself, he still wanted get to be free. He wanted her to submit to him of her own free will and not because he wanted her to.He wanted her to possess all of him, he wanted to possess all of her also, to make her long for him and no one else, to make her declare him as her master. He couldn’t deny that make possessiveness in him, he wanted to own all of her but first, he wanted her to own all of him.*Victor pulled at the chains binding his two hands and legs to the iron chair he was chained to.He was the one in the chains now, no longer the torturer but the tortured, Karma really was a bitch. The room was dark, he could barely see anything but he could tell that it was empty, he being the only human occupant of the room.He was wrong. A rope was suddenly thrown round his neck, at the same time the door to the room banged open. Sounds of marching boots hitting