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FATED FATE

Fate is never to one hold. Even with a bursary run, things turn out eminent for the young star Liili Anderson. Love is always profound. With three gentlemen playing the scenes, who is the true love to her? With a mafia don on left, a young caring yet kept billionaire to the right, and a said friend Felix Madickson taking the same journey as her, who is her true love and how does she end?

David_Crespo_Imbe · Urban
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Chapter 29. Liili is missing.

I know many will find this chapter quite confusing but you are to know more of it in the coming chapters.

The rising sun rose with a great scenery that held pure beauty in it's rays. It was a bright scene to behold though not all people had the chance to look at this.

An old man came strolling in a rugged manner.

It was hard to tell if he came from far or just from a nearby corner.

Hello sir, he greeted as he entered the well lit white building that held a bill board with words reading POLICE, on the front door.

Although he was in a rush, he did not forget to salute the officers along his way as he headed to the office of the officer in charge.

This is the fourth day that am seeing that man strolling into the police station with a stressed mind. Why is he always here? asked Inspector Nelly.

He is Mr. Anderson, he is known almost by everyone within this neighborhood and every person here holds him with respect but these four days, he is all but a mess.

His hope looks gone if you are to follow him closely.

It was like this for almost two full weeks in the last fourteen years when he sought justice for his wife but all he got was mockery by the officer in charge by then. Said Anton. Amongst police officers at the post, he was the oldest and was getting his retirement soon.

How many years have you taken while in service at this post?

Don't joke, I entered the police hoping to see a light made by my hands but in my first year, I was strong, eager and ready to serve my great motherland but when I was posted to this post at twenty five, I realized that the civilians have to only dream then move in silence. For all my thirty years in service, wait, I will make thirty after three days but let's just keep it in form. I have lost the hope of serving as a true officer.

Amongst officers here, Anton whose head was short of the black colour, his fat belly betrayed the military training he held if said. He was a fat yet short pot bellied officer at work. It would be better if at last honored for my great work.

Which great work? For thirty years, you are at this post waiting for who soever comes yet all you do is sit, eat and wait for the government pay role.

Inspector Nelly being known for his bad temperament, many could not consider being partners in service. He was one hell of a corp to associate with.

I feel like got interest in his case, his ample mustach trembled, his black Raven trimmed hair, the great body builder physic left many criminals giving up to his appearance as many proclaimed. He was one hell of a corp with a ninety nine percent task completion rate.

Do you want to take his file, the officer in charge has never acknowledged serving this case file as it concerns his old friend. He might look corrupt but he does separate the good from the bad. Anton proclaimed.

In the office, Mr. Anderson had just reached the door, with a gentle knock, his voice called to the officer allerting him of his presence.

Oh, old friend, come in, you don't need such solitude when you come to my office. A chores voice was heard from inside. with the time they spent together, it was hard to fail his voice alone let alone his presence.

For all these four days, who didn't know that he would be at the door knocking at exactly 11: 00 am in the morning. If it were to the saying of the earliest bird, he may end up with zero but things were different when held on time.

I now recall why you were our desired timekeeper, you were always on time, please take a 💺.

Mr. Anderson took his seat in silence,

Is there any news of her? Like a walking corpse whose life force was no more, he spoke with little strength. It was beyond hard on him. Accepting the fact that his only daughter was missing for now was though a thorn pricked directly to his heart.

You need to calm down for the moment, We are doing our best to find your daughter's where abouts. Although we have not yet confirmed what is on the ground, it is very hard to acknowledge her real where abouts. But we...

tilililili, tilililili,

At this moment, the sound of a ringing phone sounded picking their attention, Hello, he called.

Sir, a ladies body has been found drowned, she was in our cultural won dress and we expect her to be at least twenty years and above, we need the team to come and complete the report before she is taken to anywhere.

Mr. Anderson stood from his seat at once. I need to go with you to that said sight. It sounds near my place and many youths are always there.

Finishing up these words, his hands trembled nervously. He was not sure whether she were the one yet lacked the guts to face it.

For four full days, just a week after her graduation and all that happens is her disappearance in the next week. Was the Lord playing tricks on him. He was a great prayer and believer of the Almighty God but why crumble like this?

The two walked side by side as they left the office and drove to the crime scene in just.

Although Notch was only a friend, he had seen the little Liili from child hoodand could do anything to bring her back.

Arriving at the beach, They left in hurry, arriving earlier than expected. Was this really the corrupt friend he knew for life.

In a few strolls, they were at the crime scene , the police sorrounded it with maximum care.

It was clear that such moments potrayed their reason for training and service yet would acknowledge their pocket stand if it came to the truth seekers. Some of them even reached the capacity of working hand in hand with the criminal bosses.

Mr. Anderson saw the yellow dress that the deceased wore and almost cried out, that was the latest fashion brand that her daughter had brought home.

To the worst case, she left with the same crew as her.