All Chapters of His Redemption : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

INVESTIGATION DEPARTMENT STATION – DIANA’S POV We gathered around Mr. Douglas, all eyes on the high-tech display glowing on the desk. The image flickered, zooming in on a red dot pulsing over a location. “Our first target is him,” Douglas said. A photo flashed on the screen, a black man with grey eyes, a devilish deep scar at the top of his nose down to his lips. He was the kind of man they could probably describe as villains in a novel. “His name is Scarlett. In the Mafia world, he goes by Jax. Notorious drug dealer and a serial killer, his existence in the crime world had being a pain in the ass since we got no substantial evidence against”. Douglas tapped the red light. “This is where he’ll be tonight. His private club. Tight security, but tonight he’s only bringing a few men. We need to apprehend him.” Alex frowned. “But how, sir?. We got no evidence on him. And if we do he’s not going down without a fight”. Everyone had the same facial expression to that questi

DIANA’S POV Douglas slammed his fist on the table. The sound cracked through the room. He was furious. And he had every right to be. We’d come back minutes ago, empty-handed. No Jax. We explained how we’d been ambushed, how the assassin vanished before Hunter and Luke could get to them. The shock still hadn’t registered. It took years to finally have Jax in our possession, only to lose him right before us. “However, they knew our plan exactly,” Douglas said, grimacing as he paced the room, frustrated. “We planned everything professionally right here in this room. How the hell are they always a step ahead of us?” At a point like this, it’s better to stay out of the conversation and avoid drawing attention. My job was to get Jax, and since it didn’t work out, I felt angrier than he did. I’d never lost a case before. Never missed a criminal in the past six years. That record got me to the highest rank in the department. Today was the first time, and it made my heart clench with

Hedeon Villa "Any news on my truck yet?" Hadeon demanded, his eyes narrowing into slits as he glared at the spy standing nonchalantly before him. It's been days since that truck was stolen, and in those days he hasn't had the effortly to step out. While hiding away from his deeds, his own people has seen him as a weakling. Hadron Adorn was the second heir to the Adorn’s empire, who became a successor to his father after the death of his elder brother. "Yes, boss, apparently as we speak, we already know who I’m talking about”. The spy replied, shrugging to his response. Why look for an enemy when they’re right before you, fearlessly, and underestimated. It was always his master habits, at this point the spy suspiciously is becoming clear if his master has a problematic memory lose. "That bastered”. Hadron mumbled between his breath, eyes darkened with despite. It wouldn’t be anyone else than the little boy he should’ve killed years ago. The same person who him ‘Hadron Adorn’ th

"Hunter, are you even listening?!!!". Diana snapped, startling the young man in front of her. People's attention was drawn to them. Diana didn't mind the eyes on her as she continued to glare at Hunter. "Of course I was listening," Hunter replied, gulping down a heavy breath. "What was my last word, then?".Diana raised a questioning brow, she asked angrily. "Last..." Hunter replied, scrunching his lips and scratching his coiled hair. "Seriously, Hunter... last?... that wasn't what I said last," Diana responded, infuriated. Everyone here knew she has being talking for hours, and the man before her, seems distracted or maybe intentionally distracted. She had called him for an important reason, something she knew was impossible, meanwhile how could she do that when the asshole is intentionally ignoring her. Being Diana, at this point she would’ve lost control and sneered at him, however, that wasn’t her plan. What if she upset him and her plans fails miserably. Who will she c

DIANA’S POV The black car pulled up in front of my apartment, my sigh was heavy with frustration as Hunter sat beside me , his eyes fixed on me in concern. Our ride back home was deadly silent, he didn’t bother engaging me with conversation when he knew how pissed off i was. "Argh, how dare she?" I grimaced. "I'd have chopped her hand off if that slap had landed on me. Why do you always have to interfere?”., Hunter's response was calm, his words a gentle breeze on a summer day. It’s difficult to find him pissed up about something, however when it’s strangely come to me, he’s different from what he seems on the outside. "I was protecting you from doing something you'd regret. I just needed to shield my woman.". I frowned, eyes narrowing, each day shouldn’t always be a reminder to him that I can protect myself from anything or anyone. And he had claimed I’m his woman back in the restaurant too, I didn’t dismissed those words because my head was pounding in rage, now listening