PROLOGUE

Mrs. Winston raised her hands with her phone still in her hand trying to find signal. 

  She made sure her slight hand movements made no glimmer of sound as she stood still in the dark corner of a certain abandoned street that had Graffii and Scratchiti that gave a chilly look. 

  She waved her hands to and fro, again and again silently with blood dripping down her hands. Her driver and her closest COO had just  been killed. She was next. 

  She stood still like a statue when she saw a shadow moving slowly and stealthily towards her direction. 

  It was the same person who had attacked her convoy few minutes ago. 

  She tried to remain calm, so she inhaled and exhaled. 

  Network never came. She never got to call her husband Mr. Winston or her dear daughter, Amanda, or even the 911 emergency number. 

  She watched gently as the figure passed her in the cold night. 

  He was with his gun and had his mask on. He walked slowly and carefully observed every corner of the clear path under the street light. 

  Suddenly, Mrs. Winston's phone slipped from her hands and dropped to the ground. 

  "Ahhh".. she gasped immediately and began to run towards the spot where her car was parked. 

  She ran and ran and the man followed her like a predator craving to pound on his prey. 

  Luckily, she got into her car fast enough before he could reach her. 

  "Boom…voom…" she turned her car 'automatic mode' and it began to speed off. 

  "Where do you wish to go Mrs. Winston?" Her car assistant asked her after it had gone few kilometers away. Her voice was a little vague and glitched as the network connection was poor. 

  "Take me home now. As soon as you can. Hurry now!" She commanded still shaking and grinning her teeth out of fear. 

  "Home location set. You will be home in 10 minutes". Her assistant replied. 

  Mrs. Winston kept looking through her side mirror to see if the man followed her. 

  She had earlier seen his car and didn't doubt for a moment whom he was. She never trusted Blake. His intentions for her daughter was no longer a secret he could hide. She had it all in her purse. 

  Just as soon as her car was about to take a left turn into Corway street, she looked left and suddenly was blinded by the bright headlight that came from the incoming car. 

  She screamed loudly at the last moment before the same car, Blake's car came crashing into her own car with a heavy bang. 

  It created a ripple effect that made her car and Blake's car lift off the ground and flew in opposite directions, crashing into the ground. Each car deflated air bags. 

 "Booomm…" Mrs. Winston's car exploded scattering everything and taking it to different directions. 

  Mrs. Sarah Winston, daughter of Monroe Bequerel and wife of Winston Harvey, the richest Billionaire in New Hilton city, died in a motor accident, 2019 on the 3rd of January. Leaving behind her husband and dear daughter Amanda! 

  May her soul rest in peace!