"Knock, Knock"
"Are you expecting a visitor this evening?" A young guy with a small built in black hoodie and blue jeans with round glasses around his large brown eye asked,he sat on the floor with a laptop on the floor, a typical nerd by looks and action.
"No. Am not expecting anyone but let me see who is it and you continue your work" the tall lean muscled man beside him sitting on the navy blue couch said before walking to the door opening it
"Aliya!" He exclaims in surprise seeing her at his doorstep around this time without notice he wonder how she know his address
"Hi yazeed" she waved at him with a little strained smile on her face
"Why are you here?" He asked still standing at the doorstep
"Aren't you letting us in?" Amanda asked with a raised brow at the stupefied man
"Oh. Sorry I didn't expect you here at all so I was a little bit shocked" he rambled getting out of the way to let them pass
"Oh. I see..but the way you acted was like a great celebrity is on your doorstep" Amanda stated following Aliya's lead into the room.
"Hello" the nerdy guy waved at them as if on daze
"Hello Harry Potter" Sofia waved back at him smiling
"A-am Zyn" he muttered his face flustered
"Look at you adorable" Sofia smirks at the flustered young guy
"Are you flirting Sofia?" Amanda asked her friend with a knowing smirk
"He's a kid" Sofia waved her hand
"Am not a kid am 19years Zyn immediately stated defensively
Can we do what brought us here please" Aliya said taking a seat on one of the navy blue couches
They all took seats before Aliya talked again her eyes directly on Yazeed
"I think we had an agreement; the suspects?"
"Let me get it for you" he stood up and walked into his bedroom, he rummaged through the small drawer beside his bed where he kept the file and took it back to Aliya.
Aliya hold the black file in her hand, she inhaled deeply before quickly opening it looking at the photo on the first page
An elderly man over 64years of age is on the first page, he has dark skin and black short hair with touches of grey showing his old age and wrinkles around his eyes and forehead
The man looked like an arrogant old man with eyes as black as the middle night
'Albert Roger'. Written under the picture
"A business man in the field of clothing, 'Roger's Clothing Industry'. His company produce different types of clothing materials". She traced the words with her index finger reading the information scripted.
So what's his deal with my dad?"
"Roger's Clothing Industry has been in existence since before the establishment of'Tesxtile Production Company', it's more like to say, it's a family heritage.
Albert Roger bores hatred towards Mr Sultan because he established a textile company that gained people's trust in a short period of time resulting in him loosing his fame and power over clothing productions
People prefer textile products from your father's company than his, which developed hatred and jealousy".
"And one thing about Albert Roger is that he doesn't hide his hatred towards Mr Sultan, he's a straight forward person" Zyn added to Yazeed's words
"It seems like everyone knows about their fire and water relationship"
"Yeah. Almost everyone at the high status" Yazeed said
"So what's the possibility of him being the killer?" She asked looking at Yazeed with an inquiry gaze
"Well...he has ever declared after an unsuccessful meeting with Mr Sultan that he will destroy his business sooner or later" Yazeed said
"If he wanna destroy my father's business then..shouldn't he make a possible way to destroy the business not kill him , this is about murder, it isn't who ruin the business but who killed the business owner"
"Doesn't this imply as,killing the owner of the business is equivalent to destroying the business itself" said Zyn
"Yeah, people will start responding to his products when Textile Production Company starts to decline" Amanda added
"Didn't the old man know that Mr Sultan has a successor to the company?" Asked Sofia with her brow raised up in a questioning manner
"Maybe he thinks a youngster can't compete with him an old one " Zyn said his eyes strained on Aliya
"But Mr Sultan created his company when he was Young " Yazeed added
"Whatever he thinks,for now he's a suspect" Aliya said taking a pen and writing'suspect' beside his picture
She flipped to the next page and her eyes met a picture of a fair skin handsome man who looked to be in his late twenties, he has a pair of chocolate brown eyes and grown black hair that coil slightly on his head
'Fahad Rheema'
"He's the third successful business man in Abuja's City"
"Fahad took into position at the company of 'Rheema's Textile Collection' after his grandfather's death" explained Yazeed
"And what's the grudges he has with dad?"
"Mr 'Jalil Rheema' died as a result of a car malfunction, and that car belonged to Mr Sultan" he further explained leaning forward in his seat with his hands crossed sitting on his lap
"What! Excuse me but how is it possible when they aren't on friendly term,why will he ride dad's vehicle, even if he died why will it be dad's fault when it's a car malfunction?"
"Calm down Aliya, let him explain, with all these questions where do you want him to start"
"Zyn is right, am going to explain it".
A/N: hope you enjoyed it! Chapter 39 already released on web novel.
Thanks for reading.
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Shadows Of Betrayal
Mystery / Thriller"I-I can't believe it's you!" Aliyah is a daughter of a rich business man who grew up an only child raised by her only father ,after finishing her studies abroad she came back home to meet her father's dead body in his pool of blood murdered ruthles...
