Zach Truett True Story Novels & Stories

Even I was shocked by what he said. Zach has always been a model of success. He was already an accomplished man despite his relative youth, with countless businesses lining up to work with him. His future looked so bright. Was he really willing to throw it all away out of guilt? Jessica tried desperately to run, but Zach was already making a call. Outside, around the corner, a group of men appeared. They blocked Jessica and shoved her into a van. I looked into Zach's steady eyes. I realized… He meant it.

He said nothing when he entered the room. Just kicked the door shut with the heel of his boot and looked at me like I was both the anchor and the tide. “You killed him,” I said softly. Zach didn’t answer. Just stripped off his jacket, dropped it to the floor, and poured a glass of water from the decanter on the table. Not whiskey. Not vodka. Water. Like he was trying to wash the fire out from the inside. “He was a traitor,” he finally said. “He gave Silas the intel.”

He steps closer but stops just short of touching me. “Ava,” he whispers, “do you… do you see a future for us?” I should say no. I should shut it down. But when I look at him— Zach with tear stains drying on his cheeks. Zach with shaking hands he can’t hide. Zach who has been coming apart cell by cell for six months because he finally realized everything he lost. And my heart refuses to lie. “Let’s… trust the process,” I say. “Let’s be friends. Good parents. Let’s build something steady. If anything else comes after that… then…”

Zach said, as calmly but as swiftly as he could. “What…what do you mean?” It was hard saying it. If he could have it his way, he wouldn't want his father to ever find out about this. But he had no choice. So he took another deep breath and continued. “Zoey…uh…She got involved with uh….” Another deep breath. “With uh…” “With who?” Gamma Micah urged, eager to hear every bit of what Zach wanted to say. “With Luther, Father. She got involved with that swine, Luther Beaconsfield.”

The commotion had caused the guests to start gathering around them. Zachary was someone rather famous, so it went without saying that many people could recognize him. But then again, most of the people who came to the Roselle Lodge today were people of consequences. “Isn’t he Zephyr Hamilton, the patriarch of the Hamiltons?” “Is it true that Zachary killed Mr. Hamilton Sr. with his medical skills? Unbelievable!” “It is true. I heard that Zephyr went to look for Zachary’s help when his father fell sick, and then his father passed away the next day.”

“She’s fine. Nothing inappropriate happened. You misunderstand.” Zach’s eyes narrowed. “Misunderstand?” Disbelief flashed across his face. “Sudan… you came so close to, she could’ve been, I trusted you.” His voice broke. “I trusted you, and now… now I don’t know what to believe.” Sudan let the silence stretch. He allowed the confusion, the betrayal, to settle in Zach without rushing to fill the space. Zach was already destabilized. That was enough for the first wave.

“You’ve been running from him your whole life. Hiding. Chained by guilt. But he’s part of you, Zach. You can’t lead this pack if you’re afraid of yourself.” The silence stretched. His shoulders sagged, his spoon clattering back into the bowl. “You make it sound so simple,” he muttered, voice low, “but you don’t know what it’s like. The blood. The screams. The faces of the ones I…” I reached out, covering his hand with mine. “Then let’s call someone who does.” I called his grandmother and explained to her about everything. By nightfall, she arrived. Zach’s grandmother. Susanna Winchester.

He intoned vocally looking at me straight in the eye. “Yeah, you could trust me, man.” Zach turned around before eventually walking away. I got super lucky that I got rid of the drugs faster than I used to. Before handing the money to Hector, I took the two hundred bucks extra that I got from Zach. With that, I couldn’t believe that I just sold some of them to Zacheus Riley. Just when I thought I knew the guy, he shows up and starts buying from me. That’s some fucked up shit right there.

“Brother Tyr, Zachery has been a good friend of mine for tens of years now. Out of respect for me, can Brother Tyr…” “Are you trying to speak for him?” Drake shuddered. He immediately shut up but kept giving Zachery eye signals like he was trying to convey something. Zachery was an intelligent man. He knew that what had happened today would not have a good ending so he grabbed a baseball bat over. In his younger days, Zachery had started out as a member of the mob society. When he took matters into his own hands, his viciousness had no bounds. With two swings of his bat, the bones in Liam’s knees shattered into pieces. With this, his biological son would never be able to stand again.

“Tessa, that’s not polite.” “But you said—” “I was wrong.” Zack quickly covered her mouth and winked at me. “We’ll teach her properly at home.” Looking at the two of them, I could not help but laugh. On the way home, Tessa fell asleep on my lap. Zack suddenly asked, “Do you feel hurt?” I shook my head. “It just feels ridiculous. Seven years of my youth were wasted on someone like him. “Besides, I have you now.” The next day, a news headline trended: [Former Mr. Shawn Chandler of Chandler Group committed suicide by the river.]