SECRETS AND DREWS

                                                   PROLOGUENB: The currency in use here is fictional - The MionRaina`s feet crunched on the pavement, weary from a long hard day’s work. She longed for the comfort of her bed, the cool air emanating from her bedside fan and a lovely dinner. The last, she mused could not be possible as she reasoned that she would have to make a light preparation for her supper. Her day had been a very hectic one as papers streamed in endlessly from the departments of the company. Queries to look into, treaties with sister companies to sign, federal policies to implement and above all factory problems to attend to. The newly bought truck for the transportation of newly designed clothing had suddenly developed engine trouble which her technicians could not decipher. Above all, a query

Ira felt like collapsing on her bed and becoming dead to the world.Having had a rather hectic night . Why was tonight so tasking?, and above all, ‘When on earth was she gonna throw up  this job for better employment’,that was only a question only…., her thoughts were interrupted by the beeping of the microwave,’There there’ she thought,’ dinner’s ready’ .She went into the kitchen, went through the ritual of emptying the food into a plate and filling her hungry stomach before she developed an ulcer.Her stomach full and her body refreshed from the bath she had just had, Ira picked up her copy of James Hadley Chase’s The Way The Cookie Crumbles wondering what her life would have been like if she was the ‘Ira’ mentioned there. With that, she fell into a slumber fit for the dead.She awoke at exactly 09:00 hours, feeling disoriented from the nightmare she had just had, ‘What can’t ha

He flicked yet another paper ball into the trashcan positioned behind the door. Seated at his mahogany desk with the latest digital devices the world had ever heard of, Matt felt in need of another free fresh air-filled hour. He had been feeling kind of stifled lately and couldn’t grasp why he felt that way. It was like he was in an air-tight container on the verge of exploding along with him .It was just a matter of time before he lost control or went crazy. Picking up the receiver of his telephone, he made to fix an appointment with his psychologist but changed his mind slamming the receiver back so hard it shattered and his secretary, Miss Grey had to knock to see if everything was alright with him. She became apprehensive when she saw the state of the telephone and made a quick call to see to its immediate repair.          Matt finally picked up his coat and practically ran down the stairs. He had had enough of this and

Ira had yet another day to face, the usual morning routine though affected by her secretarial job at Serene- though this branch in Kory city was called Legdon. She now had less sleep as she left her workplace at 17:00 hours straight to Raven for another round of work. Though Mr Rees had changed her routine for 18:00 hours to 24:00 hours. She had always ended up dead beat at 01:00 hours at home. ‘What a day!’, had become her favorite exclamation as she scurried back home each day.On this Sunday morning, she had decided she needed to replenish the stock in her fridge; it had gone low over the past few weeks as she fed heavily on it. She had fed heavily on it and had literally eaten it empty. Time for shopping. Picking up her purse and making sure she had enough mions; she left her apartment, nodding to a busy Mrs. Hennessey and flagged down a cab.The Q self-service store always held a fascination for Ira. As she pushed her cart through the store, examining

Six months had gone by, months of fruitless searching for Raina’s murderers. A hundred and eighty-three wasted days. Lassair had finally decided to shut the lid on the case since a pin he could not find. Raina was now six months old in the soil and the family-two people actually- grieved her but that couldn’t bring her back. Nan cy had remarked that the search for her killer was a rather futile one and persuaded Matt to finally give up on it. She was buried in the family’s newly erected mausoleum in a gold coffin. studded with paragon diamonds which to Nancy was rather too extravagant. The family had fulfilled all rites but the inevitable gloom and question was still hanging over them; WHO DID THIS TO RAINA???? Matt, finally won over by Nancy, had called off the investigations into her death and suffered in silence. The silence that now hung around the house was a palpable one which he reasoned; was only fit for the dead. Worst of all, Nancy h