Novel & Cerita Four Brothers: Jack Death

she chuckles, “the dead can’t speak.” A rustle snaps beside me. Alex. He is tied to a chair like me, but he is awake now, straining against the ropes. His eyes lock on Mira in murderous rage. Caroline smiles faintly. “Oh, the brother is awake.” Mira pouts. “Too bad. He gets to watch his remaining family die.” Alex surges forward, but the ropes hold him back. Jason coughs, forcing himself up slightly. “You— you won’t get away with this.”

Staring at Sean, the man narrowed his eyes, which were filled with murderous desire. "Jeff?" Sean's expression changed. "You are that guy's brother?" "Yes," Jack Smith said. His tone became more furious as he said, "You killed my only brother, my only kin!" "He deserved death." Sean said expressionlessly, "You should know that if you kill someone, you will be killed too." He hadn't killed Jeff but had ordered Diego to imprison the latter for other purposes in the future. However, in his eyes, Jeff was no different from dead.

Duke was still 11 and very stubborn; Jack was 8 with Tim—they were twins. “Guy, hurry up, dammit,” Grant said, impatiently waiting for Jason to fill an order, so he could deliver to the customer. It was Jason’s turn in the kitchen, but he was finding it hard to focus. Today, the helplessness of his situation with his brothers bore down heavily on him. At his father’s death bed, his uncle had promised to take care of them, but he knew the man was only waiting for him to get provoked so he would have enough reason to send them out into the street. It was painful, really.

"Whatever. Since you treated me pretty well these past few years, I'll make your death quick. I won't let you die miserably like your sister did." Adrian gripped the silver blade tighter and moved closer, step by deliberate step. The knife in his hand was the same one he'd used to kill me. "Want to know what your sister's final moments looked like?" Adrian's smile twisted into something manic. "Right here in this room. I cut off her limbs one by one so she couldn't shift and run. My brothers stood around watching her struggle, and I've got to say—your sister had guts."

“He never does, not unless the information is needed.” “What happened to him? How did his heart stop beating?” “Zane and Ryan.” She mutters, hobbling away. “They were kids. They didn’t know that what they did would have a consequence.” “What did they do?” She studies me with her blue eyes and gestures to a chair for me to sit. She slides into the one opposite me, hooking her cane onto the table. “You may not believe me, but Jack was the smaller triplet. His brothers used to take great pleasure in teasing him. One day when they were fourteen, they took it a little too far.”

COLE I froze in place as I watched Jack Elrod, my elder brother who should have been dead for over a year now, descend from the high pile of clutter in the alley. Even though I should have stopped him in his tracks, all I could do was stand there in shock. I was staring at a ghost. A ghost from the past who should have long since remained gone. Everyone who knew Jack had the same expression as me. Sir Webb, Evelyn, the guards… all stiffened as my brother gazed down at us.

Jack and Eddy, my other two brothers. “Derek, you told them?" Derek sees them too. “What am I supposed to do, Dana? You know how they are. They'll kill me if I didn’t." Fair enough. I brace myself as I get out of the car, trying to ignore the probing stare of my two younger brothers, but it's hard. They heard I was coming back and came running home, and each one looks ready to collect his pound of flesh. Jack, a serving US marine, gives me a shot of his piercing gray eyes. Eddy is standing beside him, leaner, a police with the NYPD gives me the evil eye.

And I had almost paid for it with my life. Caiden hovered nearby, his dark eyes filled with concern. "Can you mark out his face. We'll find him and make him pay—" "He's dead," I interrupted. "Luciano killed him." The brothers exchanged glances, something unreadable passing between them. Then Knox spoke again, his voice soft and careful. "We're sorry we weren't there. We should have been there. We shouldn't have left you alone." I said nothing. "Brooklyn," Raven said gently, "please talk to us. What's wrong? Is it what happened with Rebecca? We can explain—"

He simply put all of the blame on Liam. Jack continued, "Dad, Liam was too cocky! He killed Diego and John. Now, only Hoyt, the youngest of the three brothers, is alive."

Something was fishy. Surprisingly, I caught a glance at the brothers signaling each other with their eyes, to tell and not to tell me anything. I was right, they did have secrets. Jack finally sighed and nodded and I braced myself for the truth. "I told you this before, about my sister who died. Actually, we have another sister. Without dividing us due to our blood we're a total of five children. My older sister, followed by me, Jake, my younger sister and Mal, he's the littlest." As I thought. Not all of them had the same surname. "I couldn't inherit the throne, same with Jake, and then our little sister. The only one of direct blood was our older sister and Mal."