Chapter Five (The Scream)

Mike is spotted in a dark grey long sleeve shirt with a pair of trousers and a black shoe, Mike stood up and walked towards the big window while he cradled the curtains apart which released the bright evening light that filled the entire office, Mike deepened his left hand inside his left pocket and brought out a smart phone and dialed Troy's line, Troy has been Mark's Secretary and Personal assistant since he started to build his empire.

"Hey Troy come to my office I need to talk to you it's urgent" Mike commanded.

"Okay Boss" Troy responded from the other end of the line.

A knock came through the door while Mike returned to his seat the door opened and Troy walked through.

"Have a seat" Mike instructed.

"You sounded serious" Troy voiced out.

"Yes not just sound it's indeed a matter of utmost concern I have noticed that production is no longer moving as usual and the profits are dropping I want to know why?" Mike sighed.

"Production is faulty because the demands for our goods has fallen drastically" Troy responded with a gaze.

"If that is the case see to it that advertisement of our product is strengthened and give out some discounts to customers, I think that would do for now and do not hesitate to call on me when matters arise". Mike said while arranging his desk to head back home, it was almost closing time and he was exhausted.

"Okay Boss I will do all that you have spoken" Troy retorted they both walk out while Mike reminded Troy to lock up the place tight before he leaves, Mike entered inside his car and drove off.

"Honey your Superman is home! how is my boy doing in there", Mike shouted on top his voice while entering the duplex with fancy décor just as Mson loves it, Mson walked out of the kitchen and gave Mike a peck.

"My Superman your boy is doing fine he has been kicking throughout today" Mson said while Mike bent over and placed his lips on the oversized belly which popped out of the light pink top.

"I can feel my boy kicking who is a good boy you are.." Mike smiled and looked up into Mson's eyes.

"How was work" Mson said while walking back into the kitchen to check the fried plantain before it get burnt like the previous.

"Work wasn't too good but it will get back up hopefully" Mike replied.

"Sure, God will intervene don't distress okay! go shower and come back I prepared your favorite". Mson spoke out loud.

"Wow my Fav? that's nice" Mike responded while he lazily went into the bedroom to freshen up, he undressed him self and fell on the bed and looked straight to the ceiling, everywhere was quiet he could hear his heart beat and blood pumping, he drained in his thoughts for a while then he stood up and went into the bathroom, he started scrubbing when he heard a aloud scream from the sitting room his eyes popped still.