"It is yet another Monday'', Nick exclaimed. He got up from the bed and started his preparations for work. He made toast, scotch eggs and a creamy coffee for his breakfast. Wore his navy blue jacket on his cream colored shirt and black pants to compliment it. And oh, how could he forget the touch of red, his favorite tie colour.
It was 7:30am, he had to leave early to avoid being stuck in traffic and arriving late at work. He got into his car and zoomed off to work.
"Welcome Mr Tommy" his receptionist said while taking his briefcase.
"Thank you Britney, do I have any appointments today?"
" Yes sir, one by 11am and another by 1pm. Then there's the board meeting by 3pm".
" Okay dear, thank you"
He got into his office and took his seat.
" Oh how I missed the solace that comes with this chair". He said with his eyes closed. It was a really soft and comfortable chair. He looked at his table and something strange caught his eyes.
Pexel
"Two million by the end of the day. Not a word to anyone else your whole family suffers. Bring the money to Brook lane by 5pm. No funny business. I repeat NO FUNNY BUSINESS TOMMY!"
Are these people mistaken? No, they can't be, they added my name at the end. Why would I get such an amount of money within a short range of time? Who are these people anyways?
" Britney! Come in here this minute" he yelled.
" Sir you called" Britney was terrified. Her boss had never gotten this way in a long time.
" Did you see anyone come into my office?"
"N ..no sir. None that I know of" she trembled.
" Get the CCTV footage immediately!"
He went through the footage and yet nothing. He called his wife and the call was answered
Pexel
"I thought you won't call, you took forever"
"Where is my wife! She's right beside me, don't panic, here say something"
" Hunny! Please come get me. I'm here with the kids they abducted us on our way to…."
" That's enough, hope you're convinced enough. I'd be waiting. Don't be late and no police Tommy" he sniggered.
Where am I supposed to get such...shit! Shit! Shit!
"Britney!"
Britney ran into the office.
"Get me two million from the company's account. It's for an urgent business. No one should see that record, I'd refund it as soon as possible. Be snapy Britney!"
Few minutes later, she came in with two bags containing one million each.
" Thank you Britney. One more thing. Cancel all my meetings for today"
Should I contact the police? No, my family is more important than two million, I could always get it back.
"Brook lane? I don't even know this place". He got out of the office in a hurry
He put the bags in the trunk of the car. Inserted brook lane into his Google map and started his sojourn. It was an hour and thirty minutes drive. Lord! He kept following the map not knowing where exactly he was going. He finally arrived.
The place was totally deserted, as be thought it would be.
"Hello! Anyone here!?" No response. He called his wife's line again.
"Hello, I'm here. I'm at the location you gave me. Please bring out my wife and kids"
"Chill down man! We'd come when we feel like it. I hope you didn't try to play smart".
"No. Not at all. No funny business"
Thirty minutes passed. Tommy was getting very restless. Could it be that they had killed them? Why the suspense? He looked up amidst worries and saw his wife and kids. So they really abducted them!.
Pexel
"Where's my money?!" The thug asked, pointing a gun to his wife's head.
"I'm with it. It's in the car." Tommy brought out the bags. He walked to the middle and dropped the bag. "Let them go now, you've gotten what you asked for".
He ordered one of his boys to check if the money was genuine and he did. It was complete.
He let them go.
"You're very lucky Tommy. If you tried any funny business it would have ended tragically. Watch your back. I'm watching you." He turned and left with his goons.
"Oh babies come here" his kids ran to him and he scooped them up. "I was worried sick'.