Looking For My Emily

CHAPTER ONE 'In the middle of the storm never hold back your courage, life has many sides and phases but your hankering attitude determines your result' Thank you for listening as I finished reading through the pages of the speech I formulated, I was overwhelmed when I saw all the crowds standing in ovation and clapping for the speech I rendered, voices echo from different backgrounds from the crowds, 'Go girl, a voice said, I looked at myself and said 'Yes I did it', I was joyous and happy that I achieved my dream, Amid the crowd I saw my dad waving to me, all I have wanted to do is to give recitation, and news before people. When I was young I told my dad I want to become like him and become a newscaster when I grow up, now I just did it over there on the stage. 'Sydney', 'Sydney', 'wake up 'wake up I heard a voice beckoning and tapping me by the shank, only for me to discover it was 'Fred' my brother, a very sharp and brilliant brother of mine, he was dragging my leg on the bed, he has gained entry into the college during summer, it's was then I realized I was dreaming and hallucinating seeing myself giving recitation before the crowd. 'Allan White' he shouted, as he point towards the living room, Emily My pet dog was barking beside me as I carried her with me. So I quickly grabbed my spectacles and jumped out of bed as I put on my slippers, 'Good morning Mom' I said as she was in the kitchen making breakfast in the kitchen, 'how are you, my Sydney As she calls me, most of my friends while I was still in the university called 'Syd' but my mom choose to call me Sydney. My mom always ensures I and Fred look hale and healthy ever since the demise of my dad. I couldn't get that scenario off my head every single day because I can still remember vividly the scenario of his death and I have made a vow to fetch the man who is responsible for his death. A decade ago It was a cloudy evening and about raining when Mom came to my school to pick me and Fred from school, we never knew what delayed my dad at work from picking us up. Most times he came on time to pick us up but on this fateful day, he never showed up, Only God knows what happens to him. My Dad, Mr.Emily, as everyone knows him to be, was a trustworthy, brilliant, and lovely man I have ever know to grow up with, He works at Medieval Broadcasting Station, One of the largest and well renowned Broadcasting stations in North Angelos owns by Dr. Robert Nikks one of the wealthiest man in the country, My Dad was the head of the Media & Press Department in the Broadcasting Station. As we got home, it was already dark and my Mom prepared our dinner so we could eat, while waiting for my Dad to arrive. Rain began to fall, the breeze was so heavy, and Thunder was striking so hard, I and Fred tried to put things in place in the room and went to help Mum in closing the windows. Suddenly, we heard a banging on the door, the banging was so hard, At first we were frightened, but we heard my Dad's voice, 'Sonny' (My Mom's Name) 'Open the door fast' I noticed a discrepancy in his voice, but I could not place a finger. Mom opened the lock to the door quickly for my Dad, He rushed in looking rough, disturbed, and wet, Dad flunked his briefcase toward where I was standing and told my mom to hide us inside the bedroom upstairs with the briefcase, but my Mom was so curious to know what was going on and I was shivering with Fred in my arms, 'Emily, what's going on?' Tell me, My Mom requested, He said, 'Sonny (that's my Mom's must do as I told you as he yells at my Mom, She Quickly Carried the brief and lead me and Fred upstairs, Immediately we got inside the bedroom, we heard footsteps of unknown voices breaking through into our room but couldn't hear what they were saying. With much boldness I peeped through the keyhole to the bedroom we were in, I saw four men with their faces covered only their eyes can be noticed, three were holding a gun but one of them was wearing a Black Mafian Suit with a red tie, he requested for one of the three men holding a gun to hand a gun over to him, and I saw my dad kneeling on the base, the man pointed the gun towards my dad, I saw the mouth of the man moving but I can't hear what he was saying, After some minutes he triggered the pistol and open fire and that's what I could remembered because I blacked out hearing the sound of the gunshot. Sonny 'I couldn't hold myself from seeing my hobby in trouble but for the sake of Sydney and Fred I had to stay with them in the room, I didn't know what to do as I was fidgeting and ensuring Fred does not make any sounds that might attract the attention of the unknown gunmen, I tried to put a call through to 911 but when I came from picking Sydney and fred from school I dropped my phone on the dining table, I tried using the land phone in our bedroom but it's network was bad as I tried severally but all to no avail, All sort of thought kept flowing through my brain, What could Emily have done that can claim his life? What trouble has he implicated himself with? and tears began to flow down my cheek. Sydney moved from the bedside closer to me where I was beside the door and used her hands to wipe my tears with Fred holding tight to me, as she moved towards the door peeping through the keyhole, Few minutes later, I heard a loud blast, which is the sound of a gunshot, my soul leaped out of my body as I heard the sound, hope it's not what I'm thinking? For minutes I was Just standing pale and blank, I felt a strong coldness from within, I couldn't hold my breath and I realized Sydney has passed out on the floor, I had to move closer to her and tried to wake her up but I heard the footsteps fainting away from the living room and I heard the door being slammed. Immediately they left I observed the living room before stepping out only to discover Emily's body lying in a pool of blood. 'Honey', 'Honey', I hold him tightly pulling his body to wake up and talk to me that I'm dreaming, but no response, I pushed Fred onto the Couch in the living room as he stood by my way to grab my phone and called the police for help. Sydney I sense a hand touching my chest as I sneezed out of my unconscious State in the Emergency Vehicle, as I woke up I realized there are FBI, the Rescue team, the Medical team from the state Authority in our house, reporters, a cameraman and Workers from Medieval Broadcasting Station flooding in front of the house, I looked at a distance and I saw Mom with friends by her side and her cloth was stained with blood, I really can tell where the blood came from. One of the reporters came to me and asked 'What can you say about the death of your Dad?' I couldn't say anything as tears began to roll down my cheeks hearing the news of my Dad's demise, I quickly ran to my Mom and hug her, we both cried uncontrollably. I was 14 years while Fred was 7 years when the incident occurred but I have vowed to get the Murderer no matter the years because I'm so close to my Dad. After the incident, I began to carry out an investigation of my own volition even when the FBI did theirs but all to no avail. Back to the Present Day I quickly get myself out of bed as Fred mentions I placed Emily beside me, Emily is my hairy pet dog, I had named her after my dad as a memory of him, so I carry her with me everywhere I go. 'Allan White' Who is Allan White? Smiles, Allan White is one of the best outstanding newscasters in North Angelos and she's my Model, I followed and listen to her diction, accent, and rendition of news almost every day. Most times after watching her perform, I would Fred and tell him to play the role of the audience and I do the broadcasting when done he always dubs me 'Allan Black' that I'm the direct opposite of my model (Allan White) and that my casting is bad. I went into the kitchen to grab a coffee as Mom is still preparing breakfast as it was a weekend, and nobody goes out. I took the cup of coffee and dashed back to the sofa in the living room to watch my model cast the news for the day. I have always dreamed to be a newscaster and not only at that but to be outstanding. I have tried many auditions at different Broadcasting Stations and they love my presentation but they never called me back as promised them. I want to investigate who murdered my Dad because the FBI said 'they will feed us back but we did not receive any information from them, since then I have made the allegiance to fish out the face of the one in the dark who murdered him in Coldblood that night. This has been the two pivot pushing me towards my dream and I must achieve it. While thinking about this, during allan white's news broadcast, she broadcasted an Audition that will be taking place in Medieval Broadcasting Station on a particular date there will be a live audition and Ten people with outstanding presentations will be recruited into the company, She announced', As soon as I heard this I shouted and leaped in Joy. My biggest dream is about to be achieved.