What Happened To Ben Hargreeves Novels & Stories

Isaac could not help pursing his lips—Harvey was really being elaborate with this one. "I know I should send our people after him, but we're too late… He already went abroad. It's weird now that I think about it, because he did not linger for a moment, and his outbound flight was arranged with perfect timing. I just don't get it! How did it pull it off so flawlessly?" The instant they realized that Harvey was gone, James sent his men to guard the airports and anyplace else he might be, but Harvey made it out anyway. It even looked like they had arranged their own capture from the timing of that alone. How else could they have pulled it off so flawlessly?

Then I dropped the wipe onto her face and walked to my car. - Six months later, I sat in a wide, sun-filled corner of the Hartwell University library. Light came through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell across my open book. My phone buzzed. It was a message from Benjamin. [Everything's taken care of. Evan got ten years. The Smith family is bankrupt. Wendy's dealing cards at an underground casino to pay off loan sharks. She's done.]

He was no longer in danger. Chad rested for a while before saying, "Call Dr. Walter over and do a check on Mr. Hart's body!" "Okay!" Tori agreed before calling Sonny on his phone. … Outside the ward, Benjamin announced in grievances, "I'm sorry, I’m useless. M-Mr. Hart has passed!" "How could this happen?" Olivia's eyes widened in disbelief. Tears streamed down her face. The other Hart family members glared at Benjamin in equal shock and fury. They demanded an explanation.

He was the one who had tried to put a bullet in Seraphine. Sparrow told me he had gathered his men and gone to the address the shooter had provided. By the time they arrived, Benjamin's son was already in a helicopter, fleeing the country. The armed men he had left behind were quickly subdued. Sparrow's team tried to go after him, but they were too late. He was gone.

His expression remained perfectly calm but everyone in the room took an unconscious step backward because they recognized that look. The hunt was over. Now—The rescue would begin. Benjamin Harrington had spent days believing he was several moves ahead. He never realized that all it would take—Was one forgotten injection then one stolen phone and one call. Yes, Benjamin had no idea that, at that very moment, the countdown to his downfall had already begun. —--------------------------------------

"He was waiting at the courthouse. He didn't know anything." Damien was quiet for a moment. "Then who?" Roman held up his phone. "I found something in the file. A name, the person who's been funding this operation from the beginning." "Who?" Roman showed him the screen. "Walter Hargrave." Damien stared at the name. "Hargrave is dead." "Is he?" Roman looked at him. "The death certificate was filed in Virginia. The body was cremated, no funeral, autopsy or public announcement."

Thankfully, they had everything planned, and they were able to dodge the evil plans easily. Seeing that the five patriarchs seemed shocked, Ben quickly stood up in a bid to escape. “Arrest him also.” Harvey Schaeffer ordered before Ben could make his way to the door. The shadow guard rushed toward Ben, and before Ben could touch the doorknob, the shadow guard punched him heavily and kicked him to the floor. Before the guard could reach for him the second time, Ben began to emit black blood, and in a few seconds, he also gave up the ghost.

“They don’t leave problems behind.” Tiana wrapped her arms around herself. Hargrove had been afraid. Panicked. And now… He had disappeared. Because they had pulled the thread too well. Guilt flickered inside her chest. “Is this our fault?” Vince’s voice was firm. “No. This is Voss protecting himself.” She nodded slowly. But the weight remained. The investigator kept digging. Security footage from Hargrove’s street showed a black SUV pulling up at 2:13 a.m.

And, indeed, it did. “I found out about it from Herbert. I was enraged at the time, so I went in search of your father and those who murdered my father to take my vengeance. I approached the DEA using my connections, but I had no idea where Benjamin was. He quit his job shortly after that mission, I was told. I was also unable to track his location because it was highly confidential. I could only see the photograph that they had on file. And I'll never forget his face” When I heard all of this at once, my head felt like it was spinning. I was trying to make sense of everything, but it was difficult to keep up.

“No need to apologize. Hogan Davey’s with me. I’ll take care of him personally.” Trevor knew that he did not have to get involved when Javier said that he would handle it on his own. Those he said he would take care of were never seen alive afterward. Almost all of them disappeared. Therefore, while he had never seen how Javier handled them, he more or less had an idea. In the time that followed, Trevor talked about how he had solved the matter. It was undeniable that he had done quite the good job. By the time the call ended, Herschel returned to the car, saying immediately after a glance from Javier, “All taken care of. No traces left at all.”