Chapter 271

Linda was gone, he sighed and

buried his head in his palm in shame.

"Damn it!" He smacked his kneel, he got ready for work.

Linda parked her car when she reached her office, she put a call to her friend, Chloe.

"Chloe, are you in the office?" She asked.

"No, I am not feeling too good" Chloe's voice came from the phone's speaker.

"I will come to see you after work.."

Chloe interjected "you don't have to worry about that, I will be going to the hospital for checkups, isn't a serious ailment" Linda's eyes dimmed, she became suspicious.

She shrugged the thought that her friend is up to something that she doesn't want her to know, she strode casually into the company building.

The news of the reward for anyone who has any information concerning the wife of Jo was in every local station.

Jo sat in his office, his heart twitched whenever he remembered the fond memories of him and Amanda in the office, he was going crazy.

The door creaked and a man in a suit pulled it open, walking in.

"Boss, we have done as you have said, any other instruction?" He inquired.

Jo thought for some time, his eyes lit up "I want you to print fliers.." The man on the suit was taken aback.

"Enough to circulate the entire City, don't leave any place without dropping it off, even where humans don't live" he instructed with a clenched fist.

The man nodded with understanding, the kidnappers might not be watching television to get the news, but they will surely be able to see the fliers if they come in contact with it.

He quickly left, and mobilize a lot of people, before dusk, the entire city was littered with fliers, many netizens set much social media on fire.

With hashtags like

#ManLikeJo

#FindAmanda

One of the men Linda hired to kidnap Amanda, came out of their hideout to get packaged food they ordered, he came out of the bush.

He saw fliers littered on the grass, he stared at it with surprise, he shrugged his shoulder, and walked away, the further he went towards the road, he saw more fliers.

A lorry drove past with people on it, and they spray the fliers with reckless abandon, he gritted his teeth, when it landed on him.

He grabbed the paper, and wanted to squeeze it, he caught sight of an astronomical price.

Her eyes lit up with greed, he glanced at the paper, the more he read, the more he wanted to claim the entire cash.

He sighed when he saw the fliers littered on the ground,  the urge to stuff them away intensified, his phone rang.

"I am on my way," he said into the phone receiver.

And jogged towards the tarred road, he met a young boy with a bike, and took the package, he signed and left.

He looked around and saw the fliers, he saved the number, and cleaned up the