#THE_SACRIFICE_SEASON_2
EPISODE 48
©Sir Zach
*One week Later*
Jake has ba-rely been to the office lately since Jade’s accident. He spent most of his time at the hospital taking care of her, talking to her even though she couldn’t reply back, he had read her a few books and would sit with her just to keep her company, and because of this Patrick has been on a stretch, his workload has increa-sed tremendously. It was the typical life of a secretary.
“Sir, you have a meeting by noon with the new investor.” Patrick reported to him.
“Cancel it.” He said as he continued to sign the docu-ment on his desk, there was a mountain of files in front of him.
“Sir what about lunch?” Patrick asked again.
“I’ll eat at the hospital.” He coldly replied. He hasn’t been in the best of mood since Jade sli-pped into a coma. He had become so grumpy even when he doesn’t want to, he just couldn’t help it. He looked at the time and hissed, Kyle was going to be there soon and he still had a lot more work to do. He hissed out again.
These days nothing seemed to make sense. He felt so empty inside and it grew worse whenever he was outside the hospital. He couldn’t wait for Jade to wake up, it was taking so long and he could ba-rely stand it.
Jake looked up and he was annoyed to see his secretary still standing there. “Is there something else?” Jake asked but Patrick shook his head, “No sir”
“Then leave, and order some rose to be delivered to the hospital” Jake said dismissively. She has always loved roses and he ensures she isn’t short of it.
Patrick nodded his head and went back to his work desk. He had only taken his seat when he saw Blake and Kyle approaching.
“How’s his mood today?” Blake asked.
“Still the same.”
“Has he eaten?” Blake asked while Patrick shook his head. Blake looked at Kyle who shrugged his shoulders. There was nothing he could do about it. They had just started fixing their relationship, and knowing Jake’s temper talking to him or trying to coax him was going to rile him up.
“He’s going to kill himself at this point.” Blake sighed and walked into the office. He walked over to Jake’s desk and grabbed the pen from him making Jake look at him coldly.
“What’s the meaning of this?” He spoke in a harsh tone.
“What the hell are you doing to yourself?” Blake asked back in a tone that matched his.
“Blake.” Jake snapped.
“You’re not going to scare me with that. What are you doing to yourself? You don’t eat, you don’t sleep and when you finally come here you won’t take a rest not even for a second. What is wrong with you? She isn’t dead, she’s alive and she’ll wake up soon. It’s only been a week.” Blake told him.
A week? Did he just say a week. That’s seven days, one hundred and sixty eight hours of not hearing her voice, seeing her smile, of not being able to hold her. It was seven whole days of missing her even when she was right by his side. He looked at Blake and sighed. There was no nee-d talking to him or any of them, none of them would never un-derstand, he looked at Kyle who was standing by the door.
“Are you ready?” He inquired while Kyle nodded.
“I’ll be done soon.” He said before picking up another pen and resumed reviewing the docu-ments. Today he was taking Kyle to the private investigator he has hired to search for the man in Kyle’s memory. Kyle had regained the piece of his memory he had lost, and he had been able to remember the man he had seen at the spa on that day. Jake had asked for a sketch of the man to be made, but so far he hasn’t been found, this Jake was taking him for another sketch. He had to find that man to nullify the validity of his father’s will.
Blake was vexed with Jake’s attitude. He tossed the pen on the floor before storming out of the office but not without sneering at him, “You can kill yourself all you want.” Blake hissed at him.
Kyle looked at Blake’s retreating back before glancing at Jake.
“If you want to lecture me too, I’d advise you to save it.” Jake told drawled at him before he could even say anything.
Kyle ignored him and walked closer till he stopped in front of the desk. “You know everyone is just being worried for you. No one has ever seen you like this and it’s scaring everybody. At the rate by which you’re going, you’ll self destruct, and it makes me wonder who your girl will wake up to. I don’t know why you’re punishing yourself like this but know that she won’t be happy to wake up to seeing you like this, you’ll make her feel guilty. For her sake you have to take care of yourself.” Kyle adviced.
“Blake said Grandfather has been requesting for you,I think you should go and see him, he’s worried too and he also mentioned his health is getting worse.” Kyle said as he rose up to his feet. “I’ll wait for you outside.” He added before stepping out of the office leaving Jake to his own thoughts. It wasn’t as easy as everyone had said. He didn’t like being like this but he couldn’t help it.
Yes, he has been avoiding home because he knew his grandfather would harruange him, and he didn’t want that. He has been informed about his health and he had requested their family doctor to check up on him regularly, but he still couldn’t go home especially when he felt so helpless, his mood might depress that of his grandfather. This was ha-rd for him to take. He couldn’t just carry on with life as usual when Jade was in a precarious position he just couldn’t do it. There has been no change in the state of her health and it was frustrating.
Soon Jake and Kyle headed out of the company to see the artist who was supposed to make the sketches.
“When do you intend on returning to the mansion?” Jake asked.
Shrugging his shoulders Kyle replied, “I don’t know. It’s been so long since I stepped in there and I don’t know if it’ll still feel the same.” He sighed.
“You should come back. The misun-derstanding has been cleared and that has been the only home you’ve known. And I’m sure grandfather would also like to see you.” Jake told him.
“And I will like to see him too. It’s so sad he fell sick immediately after Dad died. Dad’s death must taken a toll on him.” Kyle hissed. This wasn’t a topic they should be always talked about as Henry’s death was still fresh in their memories.
Jake sighed deflatedly, ‘It was indeed sad.’ He missed the bubbly old man, but that pa-rt of him was gone.
Kyle was waiting for Jake to say something when his eyes caught sight of something or rather someone. He snapped his head to the side as he looked at the man walking out of a pharmacy.
“Jake stop, that’s him!” Kyle exclaimed loudly making Jake abruptly step on the br@ke in the middle of the road not minding how dangerous it was. He turned to look in the direction Kyle was looking at.
“Where?” Jake asked in a frantic tone.
“There, the man in a blue shirt.” Kyle pointed out.
Jake could hear the horn blaring from behind him but he ignored them as he looked at the person Kyle was pointing at. His brows furrowed when he saw who it was.
‘What the hell? What was the meaning of this?’ He asked himself confusedly.
“Kyle are you sure?” He asked skeptically. He didn’t think Kyle was right about who he was pointing at.
Kyle turned and looked at him, while Jake did the same, keenly observing his expression, “I know what I’m saying. That’s the man who hypnotised me and I’m sure he was the one who did the same thing to dad!” Kyle told him.
“That’s impossible!” Jake looked back at the man, who was about to board a taxi.
‘This can’t be right’ He thought to himself. There was no way the man he was pointing at was the culprit he has been looking for?
He glanced at Kyle again, “Do you know who that is?” Jake asked in a deadpan tone. “Have you seen him before? Maybe somewhere else?” Jake raised a curious brow at him, his voice desperate to know that what Kyle had just said wasn’t true because if it was he doesn’t know what he’d do.
“I swear I haven’t seen him before until that day.” Kyle firmly replied.
“Not even at home?” Jake asked slightly raising his voice.
“Not even at home,” Kyle replied, he squinted his brows when he realized what Jake had just asked him. Jake didn’t want to believe what Kyle was insinuating was true. He had a feeling he couldn’t trust Kyle’s memory at the moment. He had read somewhere that hypnosis doesn’t really help people regain lost or suppressed memories, because it was only suggestive and the patients might come up with memories that are not entirely true but would believe it was. Just like the way he had been hypnotised in the first place. He had done his research, but other than that he just wanted to believe he hadn’t been stupid to bring the accomplice of his father’s murder into his home.
“Why would he be at home?” Kyle asked with a suspicious tone.
“Because he fu-cking lives there!” Jake snapped at him. He looked at him again, a bit more intently this time. “Are you really sure, he’s the one you saw and you’re sure you remembered correctly?” Jake asked while Kyle nodded his head convincingly.
“fu-ck!” He slammed his hand on the wheel as he turned the car around in one swerve move.
What the hell was going on in his life recently?
“Was that the man they had sketched out?” He asked without looking at Kyle, his eyes were centred on the road as he drove at full speed.
“Yes,” Kyle confirmed.
“Jesus!” Jake exclaimed again. He had messed again. He should have gone with Kyle on the first day of the sketch or asked for a picture of it. What sort of clumsiness was this?
…..
“What’s the update?” Hillary asked as she swirled the gl@$$ of wine in her hand. She was in a good mood today. As a matter of fact, she was in her best mood and it was probably going to be far better than this in a few hours.
“Everything is going as planned. He’s gotten it and also Black has done what you asked him to do. All we just have to do now is wait.” Shirley replied.
“Wait a few more hours?” Hillary asked her li-ps curling upward delightedly.
“Yes,” Shirley nodded.
“I don’t mind. I’ve waited over a decade for this. The things I’ve done for this day to come to p@$$ has been innumerable but finally, I’m going to get it. A few more hours won’t kill me right?” Hillary asked in a cool manner.
“No, it won’t Hillary,” Shirley replied. She looked at the gl@$$ of wine in Hillary’s hand and the bottle of wine she has been drinking from. Wasn’t she overdoing it recently? Shirley looked at her worried eyes but she couldn’t say anything.
Hillary sunk into her seat as she took a sip of her wine. “Shirley order some black clothes for us. I’ll be mourning my father-in-law and stepson soon. The heavens have finally decided to be faithful to me.” She let out a round of eery laughter.
“And get a gl@$$ for yourself too, let’s drink and wait for the good news of mourning.” She threw her head backwards and laughed heartily. She laughed so ha-rd tears seeped out of the corner of her eyes. She couldn’t wait to see Jake’s reaction a few hours from now. It should be epic! She thought to herself.
That boy has lingered for too long, thwarting all her plans along the way. Even his father wasn’t as bothersome as he was, but now she’d finally have the last laugh in this fight.
Shirley felt goosebumps crawl over her skin as she watched Hillary acting in this fashion, she sighed and nodded her head before walking away. She couldn’t say anything but one thing was certain Hillary was getting more vicious and devious by the day.
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