At work. ~Dia Wealene~"I can't think of anyone precisely for now."I had thought for a while before speaking over the phone. But it seemed more like trying to convince myself other than the person I was discussing with. "Maybe you should take your time."Steve urged. I nodded,"I'll try to. But who could be so close to me that would had sent such rogue as Rowe to me. I guess the person wants me dead."I heard Steve chuckle and wanted to take it out on him but held back as he came on,"I don't think his motive is to kill. If it's that, he would had done that pretty sooner than this. I think it's a game, a game of intelligence. I can't place it yet, but I'm still working on it."He paused and continued,"Is there something else you need to tell me about him? We don't have time anymore. If you think you have anything which would be helpful, why don't you tell me?"I sighed. "I don't t

     A week Later. ~Dia Wealene~"Let's move to the last agenda of the meeting."Greg called and the founder took the stance. As usual, we were seated around the official table, a typical meeting of the COLORFUL ENTREPRENEURS. A meeting due. "There have been some uprising of late which majority of us have been turning blind eyes to, though it keeps preying on the development and growth of our association."He paused for a while then continued,"As little as leaches are, their effects on the growth of a plant cannot be ignored. Same falls on this stray, which seemed rather of less value but is stylishly eating deeply into the stem of our growth.""Can we have the direct approach to this matter?"The lady of the couple amongst us came on. What she had meant was CAN YOU COME OUT CLEAN PLEASE?Majority of the CEO's of this association seem rather reserved. And that is owed to the belief that the fo

    The next morning. In her office. ~Dia Wealene~"You think we have a catch already?"I had no idea why I was softening my voice. I remembered too well that I'd told Rowe to stay in the car and keep on a lookout; to watch if someone like Devin would return to exhibit some degrees of nuances. To clear my doubt, I stood up and walked to the door, I opened and looked down the hallway, there was no one in sight. I sighed and walked back into the office. I walked over to the couch as Steve added,"It should had been enough but it isn't. Of course we know who is responsible and for whom he's working. But we still don't know why he was sent.""Maybe you should listen to the voice note again."I grunted, my legs on the table before the couch. I leaned back into the couch, getting all comfortable. "I've listened to it five times. But I must say, it's not enough. If may I ask, does he have any i

    TORQUOISE HOME.  ~Albert~ "How long more would I have to deal with these?" My eyes paced the length of the Cafeteria at once as those hasty words escaped my lips. That would be the third lady who would walk to my table. She looked back at me again as she returned to her friends who were seated at the other end.  I had no idea whether or not they were playing games on me. Two of her friends had come earlier but I'd shunned them away. And now she was the last bird. Let's see what happens next. "Just five minutes more and I'll be off." I wasn't sure who the threat was for, whether myself or someone who wasn't present yet. I grunted and took a gulp from the glass of wine before me, putting the chalice back on the table, a clack.  "Hey." The voice came and I looked up. He was dressed in a black hoodie, blue jeans, white sneakers and a pair of sunshade. Curly brown hair, cute face. Who wears a sun