The Plot

It's a beautiful Monday morning, Clifford still asleep unaware of the time.  He was startled by the ring of the alarm.  He checked the time and it was past 6:00am, he was getting late for work. He jumped out from bed calling his wife.

"Rosie.., Rosie.."

"Yes..., Sweetheart." she responded from the kitchen.  

"Why didn't you wake me up dear? I'm almost late for work now." His voice faded into the washroom.

"Sorry Sweetheart, I didn't want to be late for my appointment with Nichole so I woke up early. I thought it was too early to wake you then." she replied

 She set the table for breakfast and Clifford came rushing down.

" Rosie, I have told you I don't like your friendship with her. I don't like this whole idea of going shopping with her."

" Honey.., I thought we have already talked about this? Anyway, why are you so against our friendship?" asked Rosita

Clifford looked at his wife concerned but didn't give her any reason.

"Sweetheart, you don't need to be afraid of anything." Rosita assured him.

They ate in silence for the rest of the minutes left.  He checked his time and stood up.

"Darm, I have to go dear. Take care of yourself and the baby. I will be calling to check." 

He kissed his wife and left to his car.

" You too sweetheart, love you.." she shouted after him

Rosita cleared the table and went up to get ready for her meeting with Nichole.

HOLLANDS' MANSION

Nichole freshened up and got ready to leave. She went downstairs and met Mad. Flora at the hall.

" Good morning mum." she gave her a peek

"Good morning Sweetheart, you are looking dashing today. Are you going somewhere?" asked Mad.Flora

"Yes mum, am going to meet my friend who returned from Canada" she replied

"Okay, sweetheart. Take care" replied Mad. Flora

She left to the car park and started her car. She dialed the unknown number once again.

"Hello.." The voice answered

" Guys, am about to set off and you know what to do."

She hanged up and took off.  When she got to the middle of her journey, she found a spot at a café and packed her car.  She took her things and went for a taxi to Clifford's apartment.

CLIFFORD'S APARTMENT

Rosita was all ready waiting for Nichole. She heard a sound of a car pulling up in front of the house. She peeped through the window and saw a taxi. She went out and it was Nichole

"Nichole, why are you here in a taxi?" she asked.

"I have a problem with my car so I have sent it to the mechanic." replied Nichole

" Okay dear, we can use my car."

She locked the door and they both left in Rosita's car.

FORD INDUSTRIES

Clifford was in his office unable to concentrate on his work.  Nichole's words keeps echoing in his mind. He felt uneasy and disturbed.  He called his wife to check on her.

Clifford : hello sweetheart, are you okay?

Rosita : yes dear, am off to the kid's boutique to shop for the baby's cloths and other things we may need for the baby.

Nichole looked at her sternly with so much contempt. She faked a smile on when Rosita turned to look at her and Rosita also smiled back not knowing her scheme.

" Okay dear, take care. Just worried about you and the baby." said Clifford

"No need to dear, am perfectly fine."

He hanged up feeling a little relieved.

KIDDIE'S MOTHER CARE

It was around I:00 pm when they got to the shop.  Rosita found a spot to pack her car at the packing lot. They went into the shop, picking and selecting outfits for the baby. Nichole kept looking at her phone all this while.

"Nichole, is everything alright?" Rosita asked

" I just received a message from my mum.  She said my friend has arrived here in Australia and she want me to go and meet her at the airport, and send her to her hotel." She replied

" Okay, go meet her then" Rosita replied

" Sure? Will you be okay?" She asked

"Sure, go ahead. I will be fine" Rosita replied with a smile.

" I will make it up to you, I promise" she replied

She left Rosita at the store and called the unknown number. 

"keep an eye on her and take action. She uses a blue corolla care and she packed at spot 2 in the packing lot". 

She hanged up, called a taxi and left to the café where she left her car.  Few hours later, Rosita was ready to leave.  She left to the packing lot to get her car.   She heard foot steps behind her, she turned but didn't see anyone.  She got startled and quickly run to her car.  She was so scared and shaken that she found difficulty in opening her car. Just then, she felt a hard hit from behind and blacked out.