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Red Ink Two sides of a coin
Red inkEp 13: Two sides of a coin•• He looked at the scene before him, the grass was wet and damp, rain drizzling, washing the blood of his victims away with its spontaneity. He didn't have much to do, he was done for the evening and he had who he came for. Boss would want him to finish it clean but he made a special request tonight, that he should leave the scene as it was, unattended and allow whoever was passing by perceive the odour of the decay...multiple dead persons. That would be one odour to reckon with. It would be a trigger point for the man who hid in the shadows. So with that in mind, and the rain against his plan of blazing them up in fire, he tucked his rifle back in his back pocket. He had opted to go for framing it to look like a shootout. Of course, it looked amateurish but that was also the intention. He turned back through the meandering woods that led to where his car was packed. The cooing sound of an owl in the tree which would had been perturbing to a chi
Red Ink The Beast Without
Red INKEP 14: The beast without.. Fred looked at Diana, Lorin walking to his side. Diana stared straight at him, her eyes not fumbling one bit. "You are here." Lorin stated. "I must have taken too long." "Boss wanted to come get you himself." He stopped looking at Diana and focused on her. "Are you alright?" Lorin smiled, raising her hand to her hair, fixing a strand at the back of her ear which made her appear charming without trying. "Feels good to hear that." She grinned and turned to looked at Diana who scoffed at her. If she looked like anything at all, she really slightly resembled a pissed off cat. She turned back to Fred. "Shall we?" Fred gestured to her, indicating the "ladies first" charismatic effort. Lorin smiled and picked up pace, walking away from the unnecessary drama she did not foresee tonight, while Fred followed closely behind.•• The vehicle was on light speed as they sped off from the Ford mansion, Lorin and Dillion at the cabin, Fred and the Driver at
Red Ink The Beast Without 2
Red INKEp 15: The Beast Without.• "Where... is...Diggy?" The one Fred called 'boss' asked again. Durin inhaled and exhaled with heavy breaths, and then grinned. "So, you were the one who came for us tonight?" Boss thought about the question. "Physically...no. Indirectly? Yes." He grinned, severe boredom evident on his face. He sat up. "It seems you have decided to go through the hard way when you could have easily choosen the faster one. I like you." Durin muffled a chuckle which led to him laughing hysterically. "I'd rather die than give you information." Boss crossed his legs and hands, observing him for some time. "You want to die? Are you sure that is your wish?" Durin looked at him, it was as if his face brightened with excitement at the thought of death. He looked him straight in the eye. "If you don't kill me and I leave this place, I will kill you myself! Diggy will find you and make you pay!" "Oh! Pay? I wonder which debt it is I have to pay" The boss said. "I will w
Red Ink A road to Convergence
RED INKEP 16: A road to Convergence~~Lorin's Point Of View~~ She perceived an aroma in the air, it smelt like pepper soup. She squeezed her eyes, squinting at her environment, the first thing she notice was the nude coloured couch she was lying face down on, then the cream drapes hanging on the walls...this was her home. She sat up, her face smudged with makeup that was unwashed. Her hand moved around her body touching the furry textured material on her body...she was changed. Aurora. How did she get home last night? Did she climb up the stairs? How come she didn't remember? She began to sort things out in her head; she remembered her last cup of wine she drank before leaving the gala, then backward to when she bumped into Fred by the washroom entrance, and then...Diana. Shit! "The audacity of the asshole!" She lamented. " Who do you think you are?" She stood up out of annoyance and picked up a throw pillow from the couch. She threw it on the floor and began stepping on it. "
Red Ink The Act of Tying a Knot
RED INKEP 17: THE ACT OF TYING A KNOT•• The mansion was huge, made of marbles, limestone and gravels. This gave it it's colour as it wasn't painted, making it a stone house from the outside. It stood full height, about one-third of a land mass that could take four minutes drive from the house to the gates. The compound was that wide and far. There were two golf carts on the land used to move around from one course to the other. Aside those two vehicles, there was a garage close to the mansion where cars were parked. The compound was also covered with trees, flowers and shrubs. It was an old beautiful house. Contrary to the stony exterior that the house gave on first impression, the interior was a different design—more modern. It had smooth walls, some made of plain ceramics, while other parts were cemented and painted. The ceramics added a different texture to the feel of the walls. Anybody coming in could tell the difference in the two white walls. And so, this was how it varied
Red Ink The Act of Tying a Knot 2
Red INKEp 18: The act of tying a Knot 2•• ~~Mr Springdam Point of View~~ When he saw Diana walking down the stairs with her sulky attitude, he sighed. He knew it was going to be a bitter morning. One daughter was like him, stubborn as a bull while the other... well the other...he didn't know where she got her attitude from. She was the direct opposite of everyone in his family, including his divorced wife. She was nothing like her. His ex-wife was materialistic, yes, but was like Linda in all ways. She had kindness and generosity in her that the day she woke up and served him divorce papers was the day he thought he was living an illusion. He was confused. She said she didn't feel anything for him and that she thought she could bear it because of his money. She told herself every time that she could buy happiness with the money he had, but she couldn't put up with it any longer. She was not happy and didn't want to be here. He felt hurt of course, he pulled some tantrums for a w
Red Ink Subtle Anomaly
RED INKEP 19: Subtle anomaly The hospital was a huge one, probably government sponsored. It was a six-storey building which was termed "the glass house" because of the appearance it gave. It had an enormous compound space for parking, even an underground parking lot where the ambulances and workers' cars were licensed to park— that was where Aurora was switching off the engine of her SUV, proceeding to check her fuel guage; she figured she had enough to take her around the city for the rest of the week...if she was not traveling. She removed her key from the ignition and freed herself of the seat belt. She had five weeks plus to wait for the result of her performance from her board exam, whether she passed or failed. The answer was to be passed to the computer of her boss in this hospital. Hither. Thank God it wasn't crazy senior. She opened the door of her car, collected her backpack from the passenger's seat and locked her vehicle. As she walked to backdoor of the hospital, she
Red Ink Subtle Anomaly 2
RED INKEP 20: Subtle anomaly 2•••Aurora stood up abruptly. "Sir, do I wait for you or...?" She asked as he got up. He looked at her, "Do you want to go home?"Aurora knew that most times, Doctor Hither answered a question with a question—a trait that made her slightly annoyed. It was psychological and it often worked. "I have..." She trailed off. After thinking about it for some seconds, she shook her head and smiled. "I will wait." Doctor Hither nodded. "Good then." He turned to Josiah, "Let's go." As they exited, Aurora sat back down in her chair and looked around the office again, she would be bored if she stayed here. She stood up, picked up her backpack and also exited the office, closing the door behind her. She began strolling in the hospital, looking around, especially the view from where she stood. She saw the backs of Hither and Josiah as they walked away. They were far from her. They disappeared at a corner, the one that led to the elevator. She took her time su
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