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In the room, Eddy lay leisurely across the bed, swiping attentively through his phone. When he noticed my presence, he turned his eyes briefly in my direction and that was it. "You didn't tell me," I started, trying my best to keep my anxious breathing under control. He turned towards me, his eyes crinkling in confusion, but that expression dissolving as fast as it came. "Oh! that? A family thanksgiving tradition. It skipped my mind," he said passively, turning away. "Having your father, brother and best friend in our house for a whole week skipped your mind?"

“Nah, she’s a cool girl, but I was captain of the football team... I couldn’t be seen with her.” I shake my head—Eddy is very superficial. “So, instead you tell her about this opportunity?” I ask, looking at him. “You never did say why you sent her here? But this girl has goals, so it has to be out of desperation. Eddy sighs, sitting down in a chair in the corner of the room, “I ran into her today at the grocery store where she works,” he pauses, “She needs the money…. Bad.” “How bad? And for what? College?” I ask and he shakes his head.

Alexander’s Perspective Eddy showed up past midnight, the crunch of gravel under his boots giving him away before he even knocked. I didn’t bother looking up until he dropped onto the couch opposite me, stretching like he owned the place. “She’s home,” he said after a moment, voice casual. “Delivered safe and sound, just like you asked. Though I’ve gotta say…” His grin sharpened. “You really missed out. You could’ve gone yourself, you know—chance to pick her up and all.”

Coming from the ring, a tall, muscular black man with a bald head was wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt and shorts. He is Eddie, the owner of this MMA gym. Eddie's booming exclamation drew the attention of several pairs of eyes towards me. I stepped towards Eddie while looking back at them, none of whom I knew. "Eddie, long time no see. How are you?" I greeted him while doing a brofist. Eddie laughed loudly. He put his arm around my shoulder warmly. His consistently positive and energetic energy infected my sad soul.

“Nardy, are you sure about this?” Nardy's small fingers hovered over the keyboard. A photograph of Dylan Edwards filled the screen. Nardy smiled. “I'm sure.” Noel leaned closer. “What are you going to do?” Nardy's eyes gleamed. “Daddy Edwards needs to learn a lesson.”

He deals with the European assorted sandwich, barbecue and smoothies Eddy was well loved and patronized around the community. Many times, his customers would not leave after filling themselves but would stay and have fun as most times it turns into a large gathering. Eddy always had to send most of them away when they began to light their Indian hemp or drink alcohol heavily to avoid violence and destruction of properties. Mr. Eddy whose real name was Edidiong was not an American nor did he dress like one, he only earned the nickname Eddy as a result of his job, height and young men of the U.S.

Eddy lowered his head with a laugh and said, "Your eyes really don't miss a thing, Uncle Kirk." "So tell me, what's putting you in such a good mood that you even called me over this morning?" Eddy was already smiling from ear to ear, and he scratched his head embarrassedly. "I dare not tell anyone else about this, so I guess you're the only person I can talk to. Do you remember I went to the City Hall a few days ago?" Kirk nodded slightly, his expression giving nothing away.

As he got off the couch to pour himself some drink, Cynthia walked in. "Oh, you are back. How did the meeting go?" She asked. Edward said nothing and poured himself a glass of whiskey and gulped it down his throat and made a face. "Eddy, is everything okay?" Cynthia asked after he poured himself the second glass of whiskey. Eddy was a member of The Great Circle. A secret society that had business owners as its members. The goal of 'the society' had been to keep the businesses in check and help them reach unimaginable heights in society.

Daniel said and laughed. “Oh, and you guys should not make him mad okay? Don't do anything he doesn't like or wants you to do okay?” “Yes mum.” Daniel said. “Yes mama.” Damien said. “Yes mummy.” Danielle replied. Eddy sat in the living room as he went through his files, he was so exhausted and all he needed to do was take a long bath and a good bed rest. But the files were so important to him he needed to go through it and solve them first before anything else.

He said and I smiled widely at him, wondering if my husband was manipulating him. "My name is Mr. Joshua; people call me Josh for short; I’m the co-founder of ED Company; nice to meet you." He said this while extending his hand to me, and I took his hand and shook it. "Mr. Joshua, I'm sorry for asking, but what's the meaning of ED?" I stated unequivocally. "ED is an abbreviation for Eliminate Demons," he explained, and I gasped. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Our goal is to capture demons and destroy them; they don’t belong on earth." He said making me clench my fist.