This Ain't It Chief Novels & Stories

I shouted for help with everything I had, but it was like they couldn't hear me. No one came. In my haze, I even caught Claude's dismissive voice. "Mom's probably pretending again. Just ignore her." Just as the air was slipping away and everything started to go dark, the bathroom door was pushed open.

He started with harsh accusations. "Anna, did you really dig up Mandy's mother's grave? I didn't think you could stoop so low!" Confused, I immediately called my assistant to investigate. What they found shocked me deeply. Mandy's mother was not dead.

“He’s strong, but he’s not invincible. You’ll carry each other.” She promised him and had not broken that promise, even as everything unraveled: the company funds vanished overnight and the last remaining hope for Kyle’s recovery came with a price tag large enough to make the gods laugh. She stared at the ceiling as the hours ticked by, gray light slowly blooming at the edges of the curtains. Her stomach tightened, her throat dried, and her entire body felt like it belonged to someone else, a stranger holding too much weight. How had it all come to this?

“Are you the one who's going to tell me whether something is necessary or not? You don't have that right and you never will. You will speak when I ask you to speak. The next time you talk back, you'll be sharing a cell with the man you put in there.” I don't know how Adrian managed to deal with this person but I wasn't going to allow his stupid ego to come in the way. Speaking of his ego… “I also didn't see you bow. I must have missed it. Why don't you do it again?” The Chief stood up. “My Queen-” “I didn't know that being interrupted was now the new thing. If you want to join him, you can keep talking.” If they were all afraid of him, that had nothing to do with me.

So as calmly, not trying to sound too excited for a grown-ass man, I swipe up to answer, "Chief Blanket, Sir, thank you for the call." "Jackson, thanks for taking the few minutes. I am sure you have your hands full at the moment there." "Chief, just the same old shit...I mean...the same...I mean...everything is the same." I hear him chuckle at me as I try to cover up my clear stupidity once again, "Son, relax, it is shit down there, but a good type of shit." "Indeed, that I agree with, just not the part of the traitor in our midst."

the chief nagated while pointing at Chester. "He is not a machine as you are taking it for him for God's sake, he is human and you are much isolating him which makes him even feel unwanted when he is just trying to find solution to your problems peaceably and not like you who have to take arms. Please can you tell me what happened? " The chief stared at her as if he did not have words to explain what he had been asked, he looked at them for a few seconds which made them look at him overwhelmingly wanting to hear from him.

Vice Chief speaks for the fast time to him, without looking at him, reading a blue covered file with great attention. "What could you do without a gun, huh?" "You could do worse." Lynn sighs. Is this man really human? Chief clears his throat. "Earlier I thought I was watching a movie on N*****x." "Except it was real. Can you enlighten me about that what was that about? Did you give Landy a job to show her cleavage and flirt with every guy, so no one would ever know that it's fake investigation company? That nobody will reveal the truth about The Conditorem?"

the chief says, “Okay sir,” Clara said, and she moved closer to the chief she calls the number one by one while the chief and Richard was typing the numbers on their mobile phone, and the chief called Clara's aunty, hello, and who Is on the line with me?“ Clara's aunty asked, “good day ma'am, am chief Anthony,” he said, “yes chief, how may I help you, sir?“ Clara's aunty asked, “As I said, am chief Anthony, I got your phone number from your niece Clara,” the chief said and before the chief could say anything, she interrupted him, “what happened to Clara?“ her aunt asked,

“Evil spirits are going berserk. People turning against each other. I don’t know how long people can still trust me. To even trust anyone to lead them.” I rolled my eyes at the chief’s dramatic dialogues. It was now or never. I started to inch closer to PRINCE Ace while the four of them were busy talking. An excited and evil giggle threatened to escape the back of my throat that I desperately tried to hide. “We don’t care about your bull-” Nate placed a hand on Ace’s shoulder to stop him from completing his sentence. “Ace, be sensitive. Their tribe just got wrecked.” He says. Ace shrugged his hand away. “It’s PRINCE! How many times must I remind all of you?!” He says while looking back at th

at the time I didnt respond because I think I was deafened by the nerves. Blake and I got out the car, Blakes mum Bronwyn hugged him and then looked at me and didn't say a word, as I went to greet her, she looked at Blake's car and snapped "you didn't wash your car before coming to see me!!, you are embarrassing me Blake". Bronwyn turned around and walked inside, Blake gestured me to follow, once inside I saw Blake's grandmother Elizabeth sitting In her reclining chair being jumped on by Bronwyns gigantic poodle named Alexa, Elizabeth giggled as Blake moved Alexa out of the way and kissed her forehead, Blake introduced me to Elizabeth "grannie, this is Ana" he pointed to me standing nervousl