Captain Russell Rustenburg was a great sailor. With fifteen voyages to remember he had gained a lot of experience in dealing with encounters at sea which includes pirates invasion, shipwreck, cold, hunger, thirst, and isolated Islands. At the age of forty five, he had learnt more than ever that the life one enjoys is more prized than anything he or she possesses. This fact had been the undoing for some who had clutched too long to their cargo and would not let go.Of all of a sailor’s fears, shipwreck and pirate invasion were the worst. Both had the capacity to steal away lives and property, the former being more dangerous than the second, for in that case, the entire boat was lost. The latter was more painful as it is something that could be easily avoided. It causes great pain when you see your fellow man take away what you have just because he has a gun in hand and you don’t.*******It was the first morning of the third week, more than halfway through the voyage, when the captain i

Her entire life, Lady Eva had never experienced such a sudden attack before. It was all in a second, without a warning. And it left no clue behind it as to what would happen to her later. Leaving her husband in the heat of anger, she raced to her favorite spot in the balcony, above her garden and took in the scenery. The bright moon, the lighted up surrounding, and the twinkle of distance stars, all doing much to calm her agitated nerves. She only wished to smell the garden below, and for that reason, she rang the bell for Oliver. While waiting for the servant to make an appearance as she had ordered, she glanced down upon her protruding belly, which she rubbed softly. Within that protected covering, they lay the most beautiful little baby. For a long time, she had always wanted to, as she had done for her two older daughters, to bless this offspring, but she had not found the right time to do it. Standing now under the moonlight, she wanted the heavenly body to be the solid witness t

“Any information on my missing wife, Scott?” Vilvardö asked Douglas. The had had just been summoned by his questioner.“None, sadly Your Excellency. But we are working on it.”“Don’t tell me that again. I need my wife back.”The defense officer bowed his head in confusion and hopelessness.“We’ve tried every means possible. There has been no clue.”“Keep on the look out, Douglas. Or less more of us will lose our women soon enough. I had nothing personal to do with whatever gang did this, and as long as they have not yet been discovered, there remains a dark shadow heading our way. Go!”Douglas turned upon his heel.“I know of someone who may know.”“And who is that?”“General Scott.”The president took in a deep breath, for he wanted to have anything to do with anyone like the well known crime lord, but as his wife’s life was at stake, he nodded, and the officer turned upon his heel and left his presence. Outside the White House, Douglas pulled his phone and dialed the military Genera

May arrived at the CGI headquarters thirty minutes to dusk. The sight that greeted her was a plain surprise. Stupefied she was on the look the entire surrounding area gave her. Joseph, who had drove the car was like a man dead twice on seeing the fallen rubble. On careful examination of the building, fire service operators had been able to pull out several bodies, and over the those, May bent her steps. There were several individuals rummaging among the debris for their dead or missing relatives, and upon a post there were the name of the casualties of the incident. With a thumping heart, May searched the names. It didn’t take her long to find the name, “Daria Joseph” upon the tablet. She sighed heavily, and turned away. Lettie was there in an instant, and the look on her face when she saw the name was more like the dead than the living. She stood for a while, and then slumped under her own weight. Joseph stooped down to help his wife up. On seeing that she had passed out, he he’d qu