Devon POV:*Night time* Father barged in, causing the door to hit against the wall."Luke!" Mother exclaims in shock and clutches her chest. Father goes through some of our things and his. "Where is the suitcase that I kept here?!" he shouts in fright."Luke what is going on?!" Mother asked Father."I can't explain right now. I beg of you. Just tell me where the suitcase is. Please!" Father shouts in mother's face, shaking her back and forth with his hands on her shoulders."Luke I don't know what you are talking about. Why are you so desperate? What happened?" Mother asked, worriedly.Father lets go of her. "No! No-no-no. We are doomed!" Father said, squeezing his hair, resulting in the skin of his forehead being stretched back.I hold on tight to my mother's hand. "Mommy. What is wrong with daddy?" I ask her."Don't worry son. Everything is going to be fine." Mother said to me.Father stops in his tracks. His eyes search in the room we called a house."We have to run..." Father sai

"Mother!" Tamira exclaimed, wide-eyed.No one was in more shock than the woman who had just walked in."What the hell are you doing with... with... Oh my God," she said and started to fan herself with her hand.Tamira quickly helped me sit down and then rushed to the woman. I found the woman in question very family at first but after Tamira called her mother, I was sure of who she was.Tamira's mother was the same woman whom I saw her face under the bed when I was only a little child. She was the one who killed my parents back then.All of a sudden, I felt a building level of anger and hate rise in my chest. I was once again seeing the murderer of my parents after all these years."Mother, It's not what you think," Tamira said to her mother, picking up her purse."Then what is it?!" Mrs. Wilson scolded Tamira."I mistakenly hit him with my car on my way out of the gates. I had to make sure he was okay." Tamira explained. "Correction Tamira. You did not hit him with your car. The driv

"Yes madam." the maid answered."Okay. You can leave." Mom said to the maid. The maid left and mom turned to dad."You can sit down now." Mom told dad and he sat."Why did the maid need to disinfect the sofa?" Dad asked mom as she sat beside him and I sat on a different sofa."Tamira brought in some filth earlier today." Mom said.'What filth?" Dad asked.Knowing that mom was referring to Devon, I had to oppose immediately. "Devon is a human being, not filth mom," I said to her."Yes, a very dirty human being." Mom said."You brought someone inside the mansion in my absence?" Dad asked me."And not just anyone dear. Tamira brought a poor dirty nobody into the mansion. He didn't even have any footwear on. He left his footprints everywhere." Mom said.Dad ignored her."Why?" he asked me."Dad, I hit him with my car by accident and that's why I brought him inside. Just to help him out and make sure he was okay. We are friends now." I explained."That was very sweet of you dear. I am prou

Tamira got on her feet and so did I. We both stepped out of my house and went to meet the man."Tamira! How are you?! I hope that brute did not touch you." he exclaimed so dramatically."No Thomas. Devon would never do anything bad to me." Tamira said to him. "Just take me home," she added.Thomas opened the front door so Tamira could seat beside him in the front but instead of going in, Tamira opened the door to the back seat and sat the. Thomas was annoyed by her action but didn't say anything. He shut the door and went round to the driver's seat, giving me a warning look before sitting and closing the door.They drove off and just as they did, I saw my uncle returning. It seemed to me like he was hiding or something.Uncle Francis went inside, completely ignoring me as he passed by and shut the door. At the same time, I spotted Jason approaching. Remembering the assignment I gave him, I also moved forward to meet him."Any information about my uncle? You followed him last night rig

I watched as his eyes closed up slowly. My uncle was gone now. I flung it aside by the chin. That was the end of that hypocrite in my life.The door opened and I turned to see who it was. Jason walked in and was about to tell me something he suddenly saw my uncle's dead body on the floor and kept mute."This..." Jason said, in a calm voice.Jason walked over to where the body lay. He lifted my uncle's arm and dropped it then did it again and again."Devon! Your ki..." I placed my hand over Jason's mouth and removed it after he got the message I was trying to pass across."You killed your uncle?" he asked, in a whisper."The bastard got what was coming to him," I replied. "I have no regret about what I did," I added."Devon. You could go to prison because of this." Jason warned. I laughed at his words."What is so funny? We are in a dangerous situation right now." Jason panicked."What is funny is the way people react to murder. When a rich man kills a poor man it is somehow considered