Cracked Sources (B01 E12)

“What
are you doing here Mark?” Anna asked again.
She turned her back on him as though to walk away, but actually to wipe away
the tear still forming at the corner of her eye.

“I
came to check if you’re alright,” He sounded
concerned. She had made an impression on him, and he couldn’t help but think
she was avoiding him.

“I
just took the day off,”

“Why?”
He sounded like a concerned Boss.

Anna busted into tears, not able to hold
back any longer. Mark cajoled her to open up. She told him about her affair
with Andrew, and how it had to end today because she found out he cheated on
her. He consoled her, but every way Mark tried to console her only seemed to
make her cry out more, until she got tired, and laid her head on his laps. The
room was filled with awkward silence, up till the point Anna kissed Mark. The
young man, though caught off guard, returned the kiss immediately, they locked
lips some more. Mark rose up, and hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt to get ready
for the next thing to follow. Anna pulled away.

“I
didn’t mean to lead you on.”

“Did
you?”

The awkward silence returned.

“Please
you need to leave.”

Anna sent Mark on his way, she realized
she was making a mistake kissing him. He made for the door immediately, no
questions asked. He made adjustments to his dressing inside his car.

***

Few of the circle members present at the
firm led by Patrick and Sanni, walked into the public conference room, to greet
their client – Delegates from Crescent Housing.

“Welcome.”
Patrick wore a loud smile to say.

“We
haven’t come here for pleasantries Mr. Patrick.”
Mr. George, the spokesman for Crescent Housing beckoned for the young lad on
his team holding the Estate’s branded parcel to come over. “This is an
official letter stating we are terminating all existing contracts with your
firm, with effect from now”

“But
why?” Patrick asked coyly.

George took the permission of audience to
remind Patrick that Akin Chambers stunk and the whole world could now see it.
Above all was the news making the rounds that their CEO, Mark stole money from
them while he represented the, and now they were going to side with Mr. Huey
who’s bent on purging their firm, he claimed Mr. Huey stands for what their
Housing Estate represents, a trust Mark had broken.

“Time
to take your leave.” Mr. Dimeji cut Mr. George short. George
was enjoying the looks on their faces too much, “See you all in
court,” He finally said before they left.

Patrick just sat and stared at the glass
table, dumbfounded.

“Come
on my friend, you can’t stay here and sulk, there’s work to be done.”
Mr. Sanni charged.

“All
hope is lost,” Patrick tried to justify his position to
give up.

“Where
there is a number, there is a person behind it. And where there is a person
behind a number, such person cannot hide from you, Mr. Patrick. Now get up and
find the person behind these numbers,” Mr. Sanni charged
louder than the last time. Patrick got the deal, trace the money, find the
person(s) behind them.

***

Mr. Sanni went on with his own part to
play as agrees between him and Patrick. A young staff by the name Atticus
claimed he had valuable info relating to the Crescent Housing case.

“I
don’t want any trouble Sir, but I felt this could help sort of a lot of the
recent troubles with the Crescent case.”

“Yes,
go on,” Mr. Sanni encouraged him.

Atticus claimed to exactly remember
seeing the acclaimed missing figure written by Mark on his jotter when he was a
part of his team during the last Crescent trial. “He went out and came
back with the figures already written,” Atticus claimed as what had
happened. Mr. Sanni was grateful for his assistance.

Mr. Sanni stared at his note pad, the
words of Atticus inscribed on that journal held many repercussions for the firm
if true.