"Where's the girl you wanted to kill?!!" Barasa thundered, his voice resonating fixtures of the hall. Maids gasped behind curtains. They watched with a complicated mix of thrill and fear.Gabriel held his imprinted face, his eyes widened. Not out of horror or fears, but in sheer disbelief. The Audacity of Gabriel lifting his hand to slap him in the face. In his zone!He straightened up, a devilish smile plastering half on his face. He spat blood, his lips dripping blood which he wiped with his sleeve."You dare come to my territory and challenge me. How dare you! You're foolish, and you gonna die like a rat!" He hissed venomously, pulling out a gun from his band and aiming at Barasa's face."You think you're a touch man, Huh? You're just a black wimpy ass!!" Tanker, seeing the move yanked his Beretta M9 and trained it on Gabriel."Drop the damn gun." He hissed, his finger hovering the trigger.Tension spiked in the hall.Barasa walked closer to Gabriel without batting a brow as Gabr

Isadora walked out to the dinning Hall with a lidded silver tray gently latched on her hand, her motion cautious and calculated. Kane also walked out of his room in a casual outfit a few seconds after. He looked refreshed and smelled even better after he freshened up.He walked to the dinning Hall and stopped at a distance, watching Isadora dish white rice into a plate. He couldn't help but smile, admiring her focus and attentiveness to what she was doing.She unlided the tray and gently scooped the rice into a plate, the steam snaking into the air lazily.He shook his head lightly in quiet amusement and admiration, walking closer. The smile on his face didn't waver. "You know, you're going to pass if you choose a career as a chef." He said quietly, making Isadora aware of his presence . Her cheek flush, but she didn't lift her head, setting fried plantain on the grains.The dinning hall was even filled with aroma that mixed with the air as she opened the tray containing the pepper s

*******Stepping into the air, the whirring of the siren bit the air as Two police vehicles tore through the gate. Two police officers in uniform stepped out, approaching Ken with cuffs clinking in their hand."You're under arrest, Ken Hayes. Charges are physical assault, defamation, rape attempts." The taller officer said, cuffs clinking, his expression was hard like he was carved from steel. His badge displayed his name; Inspector Lyt.Ken scoffed, his hands jammed in his pants pocket in practice arrogance.He wasn't surprised by the false allegations. He didn't pretend he didn't know that it was all Raymond's plot. With a smug smirk, Ken stretched out his hand."Arrest me then. What are you waiting for." He said.Alex, his only good friend came hurrying to the scene, panting hard over the distance covered."Ken, what's good on. You did nothing, Bro." He defended Ken, trying to pull him away but Inspector Lyt shot him a glare and barked. "Step back! Or you'll be arrested as his acco

Clux, the young client held his throbbing face. Anger courses through him, his face stinging from the slap. Blood slipped from the corner of his lips. He wiped the blood with his sleeve, his eyes glinting at the sight.His lips trembled. "You..you're dead! Do you know who the fuck I am. You're finished!! You'll bleed your ass when I'm done with you!" He shot Badmus a glare and stormed out of the bank angrily without any other words, but the atmosphere was heavy with his last words, rippling with threat.The hall experienced silence with idle murmuring for some moments, the tension from the earlier exchange still hanging, unsettling.Badmus walked out behind his desk, gazes from clients and Staff workers bored into his back but he didn't glance back. He Walked along a Hall way and opened a door which led him into the restroom and slammed the door shut that the frame vibrated.He stood in front of the mirror, his hand pressed down on the hand porcelain face washing basin. His reflectio

"Set a meeting with her at Globulex Bank. Prepare to meet me there too. Remember, don't spell my identity." Kane instructed, his voice firm and clipped."I get the task, Master. I'll do just what as you've instructed." James said respectfully and Kane ended the Call.He dropped the phone and smiled lightly. "Let's see what you're up to, Juli." He smirked and walked to his wardrobe where several clothes of different styles were lined on the rack.Kane's eyes darted from each clothes to the next as his Intention was to pick a modest outfit so as not to attract too much attention.He finally picked a grey suit with no embroidery or any loud design. He nodded his head as he took in the subtle style."This will do." He mumbled with a satisfactory nod and started dressing up. He grabbed a black and well polished loafer from the shoe rack and sat on the edge of the bed to wear it as he crouched down gently. A soft knock came on the door that distracted his focus slightly. "Come in." He said