Clinking of cutleries against breakable plates could be heard in the restaurant. Customers sat in threes and fours round a circular table. On a particular table were four muscular men seated round the same table. They all wore leather jackets which strained against their biceps. The look on their faces was cold and uninviting.One of them who looks like their boss has a scar, jagged and deep, running down the left side of his face just below his eyes as if he had once been at the losing end of a fight which he survived by sheer will.Laurent noticed them as he engaged the Female attendant in a conversation.“I need your help." He said and looked around.“What kind of help do you want me to offer you if you're not here to purchase something." She stared at him.“I need to see the CCTV footage of the event that happened in the past six hrs." He stated.The lady crowned slightly, leaning with both hands on the desk. “I don't have that authority. I'm sorry sir' You should see our boss f

Laurent entered the control room to see several computers displaying the live coverage outside. No one was seated on the chair before the computers so he hastily sat on it. His finger tapped on the keyboard furiously as he backward the footage to six hours ago when the accident happened. Bullet didn't stop raining on the door outside as the men were hell bent to get to him and kill him. Luckily, the door is bullet proof so if at all they'll get to him, it'll take long.Laurent looked at the footage with keen interest as it displayed the footage of six hrs ago. One could see cars moving along the road and pedestrians going about their normal activities when Laurent's car suddenly came into view and it stopped in the middle of the road then in the next Moment, the trailer crashed into his car. Laurent paused the video and narrowed his eyes on the screen to have a clear view of the trailer plate number.“SSS-W." He read from the screen and wanted to leave hurriedly but he felt the cold

Frightening gasps rippled through the crowd when the guards pointed the pistol to the young lady's head who fear had gripped. Beads of sweat clustered on her forehead, rolling down like a stream of water.“I said who the fuck that fucking statement!!" The guards barked again, his voice filled the air, instilling chilling fear into the heart of everyone. His finger locked on the trigger, ready to open fire on the girl.Parr!!!He shot the gun in the air which made the people gasp with hands flying to their mouth. Those in their car quickly wound up their side glass because they don't know what the outcome for whatever is going on would be. The cry of a baby cut through the silence, raising the tension in the air.“You all think I'm joking right, huh?" The guard pointed the gun around with a sinister grin tugging at the corner of his lips.Seeing the chaos happening outside, a man in a sharp navy blue suit with shining black shoes on his feet hurried out of Netflux. It's Mac, the manage

Kain introduced himself and told the doctor he's here to see his father's body.He walked to the morgue and saw him lying on a wheel bed with a white fabric covering him from head to toe.Kain gulped down and slowly drew down the fabrics, revealing his father's cold face.Seeing the face he had seen for the past ten years, his jaw tightened and anger surged through his veins. Memories of sweet and memorable past with his father flows into his head making his anger effuse like smoke over his death.Kain pulled down the fabrics further to see a bullet wound on his body. He covered the body and walked out to meet the doctor. His eyes met with Mirabelle who was still shedding tears at a corner.“Who is there lady?" Kain asked the doctor.“She also came here to check your father's body. I don't know the relationship she has with him." The doctor answered and Kain glanced at Mirabelle again before walking to her with both hands in his pocket.“Hi. I'm Kain." He stood before Mirabelle who h

“Healing up host.100..50, 40..20..0.Host completely healed.”The system voice rang in Laurent's ear as he was walking to his car heroically. His back which ached with so much pains earlier suddenly relieved him. Even the cut on his lips healed up and the bleeding stopped, looking smooth as if he was never injured there.Relishing the relief, he entered the car and smiled at himself through the rear view mirror. He ignited the engine, purring the engine to life and drove away.Laurent drove, with the intention of going to Twinkles hospital, his heart swirling with the anticipation of seeing Lily. He stopped at a flower store, pulling the car over by the side of the road.He stepped down and met an old woman behind the desk as the seller. The woman had grey hairs on her head and her rumpled face out of old age had spots on it.Laurent looked around, his eyes falling on the flowers displayed in the show glass admiring their beauty and the natural view it added to the ambiance of the s