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“Dring…. Ring….Dring…” The phone kept ringing. “Hello” Christopher picked up the call with knitted brows. “Chris, where are you?” Mark’s deep voice came from the other end; The worry laced within was not hard to detect. “I just got back to Mossel Bay.” Christopher paused before asking “What happened eldest brother?” “That….” Mark didn’t know what to say. All the women in the family, including his mother, their wives and sisters were looking anxiously at him. “Chris, hold on.” Mark turned to his family that staring at him holding their breath “Mom, he is fine. He just got back from a work trip. I will go next door and discuss the Treger Merger with him since I have got the bugger on call.” Mark laughed lightly as he tried to ease the tension that was filling up in the room. “So, you’re saying he is fine?” Elizabeth asked with weepy eyes. “Um” Mark nodded reassuringly “Mom, do you want to talk to him?” “No… no… what’s there to talk?” Elizabeth waved her hands and added “Tell him
“Have I caused trouble?” Emile asked in a soft voice as she rubbed the tip of her nose. “How could that be?” Chris chuckled as he gestured Night Rider to bring the info over while both Emile and Abbey spoke in unison that they wanted to read as well. Helpless to reject, Chris gestured Night Rider to read out loud. Night Rider informed everyone that the job was taken by a mob who called themselves ‘Agents to Hades’. Their trademark was the ingenuity with which they carried out their hitlist. The only MO they had, was the untraceability to its members. Night Rider told them that the mob had made a deal with the cruise owners to run the session earlier and inform everyone except Emile or rather the group registered with Emile. They had purposely tampered the bottom of the cage to give way with manipulation that could be done onboard the cruise boat in such a way that it could not be detected even if it was investigated. They also used sonic waves to manipulate the sharks into being ag
Once Eva entered her car, gone was the ‘loving, worried aunt’ expression instead it was filled with viciousness. She was also surprised that her niece who was usually very obedient could think of something like this. She called her brother as she drove to the police station and updated him on the turn of events before hanging up. Eva reached the station earlier than her brother, but she didn’t want to go in. She thought that it was better to give Amanda a lasting memory so that she would be more obedient next time. Eva sat in the car contemplating the everything that happened since morning. She had never seen Mark so furious. He was always calm and collected. Her brows knitted as she thought of an oddity; The Walters were all very protective of their own and Darcy was the most hot-headed. Her frown deepened as she remembered how he barely spoke a word. Once she hit upon a problem, she started to re-analyse the turn of events over and over in her head, but there was nothing out of the
Eva slapped Amanda furiously as soon as they entered the house “Little bitch, what do you think you were doing?” “Auntie… I ….” Amanda paled as she saw the drastic change in Eva’s aura. “Do you have a death wish?” Eva fumed “Don’t drag me with you. This is the last time I stand up for you.” “If you don’t obey, then you are on your own.” Eva couldn’t calm down no matter how she yelled. “Auntie…. don’t …. Auntie… don’t….” Amanda cried pitifully tugging her Eva’s arm disregarding her insults and the slap. She needed Eva to be on her side. She was her ticket to the Walter manor and Chris. Poor Amanda didn’t know that Eva herself was walking on thin ice. Despite all her scheming and meticulous work in the household, she couldn’t get the heart of the one man she loved nor the support of that family. Only she knew that the loving husband-wife relationship was just a façade. The twenty-year timeline that they had signed on their marriage contract was soon nearing and she didn’t have any o
Night Rider made the arrangements for Neil for operate on Night Wing shortly after his arrival following Christopher’s instructions. Abbey was the most stressed of everyone waiting outside; Christopher and everyone on his team were confident of Neil’s skills and Emile trusted Christopher’s judgement. Abbey put down the reason for her stress to, her being the reason Night Wing got hurt. He would have been able to escape unharmed if she was not there and if Christopher did not delegate him to oversee her safety. Emile gently comforted her. Time passed slowly with no signs of people in the theatre coming out. However, no matter how Chris tried, he couldn’t get Emile to go and rest in the room. She wanted to be near Abbey. He could only sigh helplessly looking at the women sitting on the bench cuddled together. Strangely, he could understand. They were each other’s strength. Finally, after what seemed like ages, the lights above the theatre went off; shortly after the door opened with a
Christopher updated Neil with the details on what went on in the Walter manor on their way to the dock. “Cheee! Does she think it’s as simple as a visit to the precinct after hurting Night Wing?” Neil sneered. His lips curled up in a sinister manner “She has yet to meet this young master and truly understand what it means to offend one of us.” The dock was lit up with night lights. Chris and group headed for a very touristy looking cruise that was decked up for some sort of celebration. They headed downstairs under the guidance of their subordinates. The cruise moved forward silently. In the lowest deck was a glass cage filled with fish waste and freshly killed fish. But what was even more gruesome was that there were 5 men immersed all the way up to their chins in this concoction. The men who were most feared and mysterious on the dark net stood in the glass cage with just their heads above the gruesome mix, their eyes roving around with fear. Chris and his group were not in a hur
2 weeks went by as Night Wing recovered. During this time, the only change Emile noticed was that she was becoming incredibly lazy, she found herself dozing off more and more frequently. Christopher called the doctor they had consulted previously as he was worried. The doctor reassured him that it was normal for pregnant woman to feel sleepy and that there was no harm in sleeping. She didn’t forget to remind him to make sure that she avoided cold seafood and had plenty of nutritious food and exercise. Christopher realised that they had been distracted ever since they found out that she was pregnant and he had forgotten to care about her diet. He called Night Rider to enquire whether any of their men were proficient in nutritional aspects and had good culinary skills. “Shouldn’t you be asking me this question?” Neil had just walked in. “Why do you need a nutritionist?” Neil continued as he sat on the couch with Night Wing without waiting for Christopher to answer his first question.
Daniel was extremely busy with all the work that had snowballed from time he took off for running away to Mauritius chasing Emile and slacking off the following week. He rarely got time to rest let alone think of how to find Emile. Michelle was initially on high alert due to the change in his attention but was soon relieved of her worries after personally verifying that he wasn’t lying and that he was at work. It took him three weeks to finish the backlog of work and return back to his normal rhythm. Today, he had finished all the tasks that were required before 3 pm and sat back to think back to the last few weeks. He had to admit, the more he tried to forget, the more distinct his memories of the time spent with Emile became. He tried to take the advice from his grandpa and Ron and live a good life with Michelle but the more he tried, the more miserable he became. Subconsciously his mind kept comparing, taking stock of his life with the two. Even his interactions with Michelle bega