The drive back home was quiet and unseemly long. To make the atmosphere lively, Evans spoke.
“Cheer up, Lilian. We can always visit him.”
“It is okay, dad.”
Then, her mother reminded her of the obvious, too.
“Some day, you will leave for the university too, like him. Are you aware of that?”
Now, she cheered up and responded.
“Yes, mom. I'm aware of that.”
Subsequently, they got home, had their dinner before they retired for the night, oblivious of what the General Manager had planned against him.
At the General Manager's Apartment.
Mr. Angus was on a lengthy call with Mr. Nathan Jobs, the Head of the Economic and Financial Crime Commission and the Commissioner of Police. His topic was simple, how to arrest and prosecute Mr. Evans Owens for financial crimes and money laundering – the allegations he cooked up and leveled against him.
“I don't wish to set my eyes on that man anymore. He should rot in jail.”
