He leads the visitor to the sitting room.
The first thing the visitor noticed about Amos was his fallen expression.
"What's wrong? You are not looking good at all especially when you have her to yourself today," Mr Fin commented after he sat down.
"She wouldn't open the door for me neither has she eaten nor taken her drugs. I am worried sick that her condition might worsen if this continued," Amos said gloomily, his eyes not moving from the bedroom door.
"A few hours ago on campus the two of you look inseparable so how did this happen?" Mr Fin asked his gaze glued on Amos' face.
"What did you do or say to get her this upset…,"
"Don't even go to the reason why she is mad because I get infuriated when I think about it," Amos clenched his fists when he recalled the fight that ensued between the two ladies.
"My lack of foresight caused this," Amos concluded.
"What exactly happened? Tell me. Who knows I might be able to help you out…,"
"There is nothing I say or do that will make her open the door. I have tried every method possible but nothing worked," He laments.
"You might have tried all the methods you know but still failed but there is one method I know of that you might not have used," Mr Fin said grinning.
His words pinged Amos interest. His mood lightened up a bit at the thought that they might be a solution to his problem.
"What's it?" Amos asked curiously.
Mr Fin drew closer to him and whispered some words into his ears.
Amos stared at Mr Finley's face after he pulled away. "Are you sure it will work? And what if she became angrier because of this?" Amos couldn't hide his fears as he spoke.
"The last thing I want to do is get her upset more than she already is…,"
"Don't worry it will be fine," Mr Fin responded. He raised his hand and tapped Amos' shoulder.
There was quietness in the room after he finished talking.
"Crazy dude, are you even aware that you have been the trending topic for two executive days?" Mr Fin asked playfully.
"With how things are, I am sure things will remain this way for a few days. And in no time people will gradually forget the news about the recent killings in the Kingdom…,"
"That's exactly what I want. This way we will be able to investigate the case and put an end to these cruel killings happening in the Kingdom as soon as possible," Amos replied sternly.
"Anyone who heard you talk this way might assume that you planned everything from the beginning…,"
"I might be cunning according to the Queen Mother and the ministers but the last person I will ever make use of is her. She is way too precious to be schemed against…,"
"You are speaking as if this is the first time you are using her," Mr Fin said playfully. His words didn't go well with Amos.
"What is the point you are trying to make right now?" Amos challenged. He stared at Mr Finley fiercely.
Mr Fin stood up from where he sat and walked a few steps away from the centre table.
"Didn't you use her supposed to death to keep the ministers including the proud Mr Martinez in check…,"
"How dare you say that I used her?" Amos thundered jerking to his feet.
"You of all people should know why I did…,"
"The truth is bitter they say. Despite your reason for doing whatever you did you know I am telling the truth right?" Mr Fin said as he turned to look at Amos.
Their loud voices woke up the lady who had cried herself to sleep.
Joanna stood up from the bed carried the clutches placed on the bedside and proceeded to the bedroom entrance.
Curious to know why they were speaking in loud voices she stood at the door and tried to listen to their conversation.
"I dare you to repeat that," Amos stated firmly, his murderous glares directed at Mr Finley.
"You are cunning just like your mother says. You finally showed your true colours after laying low and pretending to be a fool for so many years. You didn't hesitate to use the poor lady for your selfish…," Instead of hearing Mr Fin's voice, a loud bang filled the room.
Soon more punching sounds could be heard from where Joanna stood. The smashing of wood and other materials made Joanna very worried.
"What the hell are they doing in there?" Joanna muttered. She held the doorknob and tried to open the door but she changed her mind at the last minute.
"You are bleeding," Mr Finley's voice brought an end to the intense fight happening in the sitting room.
"Are you ok? You know I didn't mean to hurt you…," The bedroom door flew open thereby putting an end to Mr Fin's sentence.
Joanna was stunned at the scene she met after stepping foot into the sitting room. She soon got over her shock when she saw blood dripping from Amos' right hand.
The clutches fell off her hand. And without thinking, she ran towards him with full force.
Reaching where they stood she bumped into Mr Fin, causing him to lose his balance.
Mr Fin who was violently pushed onto the couch stared at the lady who didn't spare him a bit of her attention after what she did.
"Are you alright?" Joanna asked as she grabbed his right hand and started caressing it.
"I should be the one asking you that," He said, his gaze focused on her injured leg.
He bent and examined her legs. "It must hurt quite a lot right…,"
"My legs are fine. Besides, it's not hurting that much anymore. We should be talking about your fresh injury," Joanna said as she pulled him up.
Even witnessing his wound closed up didn't ease her anger. She turned and confronted Mr Finley.
"Mr Fin, what is wrong with you? Even though you both had a misunderstanding why did you have to resort to hurting him?" Joanna challenged him fiercely.
"It's not…,"
"Is it because you knew he would never hurt his friend? Is that way you mistreated his kindness?" Joanna was too furious to let Mr Finley talk.
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