18th January, 1999The White HousePresident Freddie Rawlings        "I talked to Gregor yesterday" I said to Samantha who was brewing some coffee. Her hands froze, putting the coffee machine away as she picked up the mugs, handing me one. She slowly took a sip, her mind assessing what I just told her.            "How is he ?" She said, finally.I put down my mug, trying to figure out what to say. Was Gregor fine?. Well, that was definitely a no. Was he sick?, I didn't think so. I guess I could safely say that he was 'fine'.              "He's fine, I guess" I said, taking a light sip from the steaming cup.              "Freddie" Samantha sighed, putting her mug down.              "Yeah" I whispered, also doing the same.            &

21st January, 1999New YorkFirst lady Samantha Rawlings   "Sam" my mother whispered, handing me a cup of coffee. I slowly took a sip, staring at the window as the rain poured down in torrents. Its like it came with a purpose, like it was trying to wash away everything that was not meant to happen. It was a steady crescendo, drowning out every of my thoughts as i cradled the cup of coffee closer, taking warmth from its soothing embrace.Melissa Reynolds stood, staring at her daughter, not knowing quite what to do in this case. She knew of her granddaughter's kidnap and now, the man behind this gruesome act which her daughter just revealed to her. A strong woman of seventy six, she was loved and respected by many having trained her children singlehandedly after being abandoned by her husband. She was an epitome of grace, humility and often preached all these to her children even up until now.A proud mother of three successful chil

22nd January, 1999The White HousePresident Freddie RawlingsIt was a gloomy day, just like how I was feeling at the moment. A day no doubt that will bring trouble and chaos if I didn't handle it well. Today is the day that I finally tender my resignation, the day the whole world will know the monster I am. Earlier, I had called Matt, my special adviser to inform him that finally I have come to the end of the race. I couldn't do it anymore, pretending to myself that I was fighting a war when in reality I was just fighting with myself. Come to think of it, who was I kidding. A murderer like me is clearly not fit to rule talk more of making decisions. Its better I face the music now before its too late. I knew what was coming and oddly enough, I wasn't scared. Joel and his gang might as well do their worse but not until I get my daughter out of there. Gregor. To think that my best friend could betray me, someone I so trusted was a big blow to the face. Deep down, I knew that he had a

24th January, 1999Undisclosed locationLanaI've been locked up here for a week now. I've had little to no contact with Joel or Lionel. Heck, I didn't even know what was going on in the outside world. I was being treated as a leper, everyone completely forgetting about me. Except for the occasional meals that one of JG's goons bring to me, I've been pretty much alone. Not once nor twice have I tried breaking out of this damp cellar, it was impossible. It felt like it was guarded by an unseen force. The wait was beginning to get overwhelming especially if you've got no news about what's going on. A noise drifted into my thoughts followed by heavy footsteps making its way to the door. That's odd, it wasn't yet time for my usual meals. Moreover, the footsteps sounded like it belonged to two people. The door soon opened, revealing two of JG's goons. I scrambled to my feet out of fear and shock because I didn't know what to expect. I had no idea

25th January, 1999Undisclosed LocationLanaI'm free. That's the first thought that came to my mind immediately I woke up this morning. I could feel it. Today makes it one month exactly since I was kidnapped, a month of tears, anger and sadness. At a point, I didn't even know if I'll be released.Joel sure surprised me when he told me that I'll be going home. That came as a shock, a big one at that. Stretching my tired limbs, I stared at the window looking at the sun which had come up so early. Today was going to be a good day, I was sure about this. There was a light knock on my door. It could either be Joel or one of his goons. I wasn't ready to face them yet. Damn! I'm still in my pyjamas. Rushing to my feet, I quickly made my way to the bathroom, splashing water on my tired face. I quickly made my way to the door. Throwing it open, I came face to face with Lionel. Ok... I didn't expect him to be here this early. The memories of our last encou