Badmus walked into Maya's office, his suit wrinkled as though he just trudged through a storm. His face held a scowl, permanent like a starved vulture.Without raising her head from the screen, though aware of his presence, Maya's voice came, smooth and measured."You caused a lot of trouble on your first day at work...Mr. Badmus." Her finger hovered on the keyboard as she lifted her head now, an empty eyes locking Badmus. Silent war drum hammered between the two, the tension palpable, choking on the silence.Badmus stared at her quietly, anger simmering beneath the surface. His lips twitched to lash derogatory words at Maya, but he held back his anger which he could barely control.He took one step forward, his head tilted slightly, a curt mockery smile cracking his expression as he Drawled "Talking about the New hire, it's you..." He scanned the name plate briefly, "..Maya." Amusement laced his voice.Silence fell afterward, but the tension raised like morning erection, photocopyin

At that moment of planning when Barasa dropped the Call with Tanker, his attention was attracted across, towards the gate which slid open, and a sleek jaguar XL gilded out smoothly, catching Barasa's attention. He sat straighter as he became more alert, his eyes narrowing on the Car as it pulled into the road. Without a second thought, he started his Car and trailed the Jaguar XL.Meaningwhile, the inside of the car was serene, the temperature dropping as the AC hummed with the growling engine.James Voss handled the steering wheel, while Kane seated at his side, documents rustling as he scanned the Conveyance deed document.James occasionally glance at him, his focus shifting between the road and the Kane. "Master," James finally broke the otherwise silence after some hesitation and skeptical glances. Kane looked at him, his brow lifting. He noticed James curious glances all along but he decided to keep mute. "Yes, is there something you want to ask?" James nodded, adjusting sligh

Heels clicked the immaculate marble. One, two, one, two like bullets ricocheting off a steel wall. The air shift, heads turned in the silenced room.Juliana Foster, Oxblood gown soaking in the ambient light, hair tightly pulled in updo, diamond glinted in her necklace. Not just as a Jewelry, but a declaration of power.She stopped on the platform, Maya stepping away and leaving the floor for her to join the crew.Silence swallowed the air for a moment as everyone's gaze pinned the boss lady on the stage. Rosanna had frozen in place, her eyes shimmering an emotion of shock and bewildment.Juliana? CEO? At once, she knew she was gone! Juliana won't blink before firing her. The same woman who she downcasted with a stern gaze, slept with her man, Badmus Kenneth. How the heck is she going to overlook her wrong. Rossana is doomed!Juliana's sharp eyes darting the room, skimping from one staff member to another till her gaze landed on Rossana like a bullet. Rossana trembled as Juliana's

Silence fell on the room. Kane's words sounded like an incantation dragged out from the bottom of Hell. The Hall hushed, and everyone narrowed their eyes on him like he was no ordinary man but a walking Scepter.Wasn't he the same man who had been quiet all along? He'd just spoken nonchalantly like he can crumble the whole city with his finger.Badmus's grin dropped quicker than he expected. There was something about Kane he couldn't dig.... that's getting him really insane. But the baffled reaction was fleeting.His voice cut through the silence, burning with desperation as his accusations hit like a tidal wave."He's bluffing! Criminals like him... they've been to places like that..that's why he knows those places he mentioned," His voice pitched with every syllable. "Arrest him!!" The two officers who had been pinned by Kane's threatening words wore back their confidence like perfume. Their faces hardened even further like brick.Detective Durand stepped closer to Kane and start

“I'll alight here.” Carl stopped the Taxi at that gate of Kessington mansion.He paid the Driver and stepped down, his eyes darting around the place. The environ looks different and the once old and rusted gate had been replaced with a deep black wrought iron one.Carl walked to the gate, his stride casual and calculated, hands jammed inside his pocket with calm precision. He knocked on the gate once. He didn't wait longer before the pedestrian side of the gate squeaked open halfly and a young man peeked, obviously the gateman, wearing a navy blue uniform and a cap that aligned. He looked Carl up and down for recognition. A frown formed on his face as he couldn't recognize Carl.Carl noticed the expression of suspicion and confusion in his eyes. The gateman just got employed because Carl didn't recognize him either. It was old Joe, a grizzled hair man who was once the gateman before he went to prison.“Who are you?” The gateman questioned him, not stepping outside the gate.“Carl. I g