"Boss it was indeed Jeremy Lincoln behind Ms. Lucy's accident. He made it look like a hit and run but we found the owner of the car whose tire traces we found near her car. The car belonged to his colleague who was executed last month for attempted rape." Salim finished what he had found in the last two days.
"Why he had his colleague's car?" I asked sitting up, suddenly interested in what more he had to say.
"Boss I am not a hundred percent sure but many scenarios lead to Jeremy somehow involved in the rape case." He rubbed the corner of his eyebrow. "I am still digging into it. There are many loopholes that I found in the case and some things were either missing or overlooked." He finished with a hard frown.
"Who was the victim of rape?"
He hesitated. "Mother of Jeremy boss."
My heart sank at the mention of the rape of a mother. She did not deserve this. No one ever deserved it.
I looked out the window, a thin layer of clouds masked the full moon, filling the room with blue light. The crisp air and cloudy sky energizing my thoughts.
"How is Rhodes?" Despite my cold persona, I still had an ounce of sympathy running deep within my veins. He was my employee, it was my responsibility to look after his basic needs and at that moment he needed medical care. However much I tried to blame Rhodes, it was not his fault in the end. He was himself hurt in this crazy shit.
It had been two days since the accident and my hands were itching to slice that bastard's face. He was a fucking nuisance since the day he barged in our lives. I never trusted his guts or ever liked him. I thought he was just a harmless jock my sister was dating like every other month and will be kicked out once she is fed up with his ass but I was so wrong. He came into our lives with the sole intention of destroying them.
I found out a little too late that he wasn't just a peasant, but a fucking member of a downtown gangster. It was a fucking disappointment then too when I failed to protect her.
"He's doing just fine boss. Will be joining from tomorrow." I nodded.
Rhodes was my shoulder, he was the only man I trusted in this world. That was the only reason I sent him after my sister for her safety but he failed. I was in no place to blame him for my sister's accident. It was very unexpected. We weren't prepared.
"Good. He will be handling that bastard. I already have enough on my plate." I grumbled, suddenly very exhausted.
"Where is he hiding?" I questioned wanting to know where did that pig took refuge.
"He is continuously traveling the city boss. Not staying at one place more than two days." He informed and I nodded, deep in thought.
He knew we were after him or was there anything else we were not aware of?
"Schedule a meeting with Draco for tomorrow. Inform Rhodes, he is going to lead it." I further told.
Draco was the current leader of the criminal organization running in New York. I had no direct business with him but I knew him from different parties I used to attend and came across each other many times.
"Noted. Anything else sir?" He asked politely.
"Yes. Ask Roman to get the car ready. I'll be heading to the hospital next." With that said I dismissed him with a flick of my fingers.
Jeremy came into our lives uninvited, just to create havoc and nothing else. He had no intentions of marrying Lucy. Just fucking around with her. She was a fool in the first place to fall into his trap. He just needed to get in our lives, for what? I had no idea. I still needed to dig into his past. There must be something that I was not aware of. I just hope this meeting with Draco tomorrow comes out fruitful.
"Sir you have a meeting with Mr. Enzo in half an hour." Selena, the receptionist who was filling in the place of Rhodes these days popped her head in.
"Reschedule it, Selena. I am leaving for the hospital." I picked up my mobile phone from the desk and shrugged on my suit jacket.
"Very well sir." She passed me her professional smile. "And how is Ms. Lucille doing?" She asked.
"Recovering." One word, but still felt heavy on my tongue. It was something I had no control over. She was my baby sister for fucks sake. I was bound to get worried.
"May she gets well soon." I nodded, lost.
"How's the baby doing?" I eyed her big bump. She chuckled with a hand on her belly.
"Very feisty." She replied with a snort. That is what I liked about her and kept her around. She didn't flaunt herself at me. She was never interested in me or my money. Always keeping a distance whenever we met.
I just hummed.
With a small smile, she stepped out, closing the door softly behind her.
Selena was very dedicated to her work that is why I kept her around me. Due to her condition, I had given her a job as a receptionist. She was pregnant and used to work tirelessly which wasn't good and I wasn't a heartless man so I offered her that job when she refused to take maternity leave. Her boyfriend dumped her when she found out she was pregnant with his child and since then she was devastated.
Heading out of the building I took a seat at the back of the awaiting car, and Roman peeled the car off the side.
Reaching the hospital, I made my inside. Like always, it stank of melancholy and medicines. It was not as deserted as the past two days I was visiting. And seeing it flooded with people distressed was not a sight to see. However, it was one of the best hospitals in the city and funded by me.
"Good morning sir." That is what I heard as I passed people, doctors, or nurses. That was right, they knew me well, who I was. I nodded at different people's greetings before coming to a halt in front of one particular private room.
I hated going inside and look at my sister, almost lying lifeless on a hospital bed.
With a deep breath, I stepped inside and the first thing I found was my mother sitting next to her bed. Her eyes hollow and dark circles homing themselves underneath her eyes.
The next day after the accident I personally broke the news to her. She was a brave lady and took the news normally, nothing I ever imagined. She was calm throughout. Although I knew she hated to see her daughter on her death bed.
"Hey, mom." I tried smiling but failed.
Rounding the bed, I came and stood behind her. Placing a kiss on her forehead I slightly squeezed her hand that rested upon Lucy's cold one.
"Mom you look tired. Come I will ask Roman to drop you home." I tried persuading her but she didn't want to leave her daughter alone.
"Why is she not waking up? I want to be here when she wakes up Damon." She sniffed, her head on my chest as I pressed her more into me.
"Mom Lucy is brave. She will fight through everything. I know." I kissed mom's hair.
"And you need to be strong for when she wakes up. She'd hate to see you crying, mom." I wiped the stray tears that slipped from her eyes.
"Go home and take some rest. I am here for her." I assured her with a smile.
She nodded and with a kiss on Lucy's head, I dropped her to my car at the entrance.
On my way back my eyes roamed for that one particular petite figure and the owner of deep brown eyes haunting me in my sleep for the past two days.
Before I knew it I was heading to the reception where I asked one thing that was causing uneasiness in my whole system.
"Excuse me? Can I know where is that nurse that was here two days back? She had brown eyes with chestnut brown hair?" Although I seemed like a creep still I had to know her name at least. Her name was all I needed for Salim to do his work.
Without even knowing her name, I had wet dreams for her yet she was unaware. I needed to have a taste of her. Whoever she was, all I knew was, she was trouble. I just hope she is not committed or worse, married. Although I didn't find any wedding ring on her ring finger when she met two days back.
At first, they were reluctant but when I made up a lie telling them about finding a nurse for my sister, they disclosed her name to me.
Valerie Ambrose.
Fuck! even her name tasted so sweet on my tongue.
God! I was beginning to obsess over someone I knew nothing about.
With a grateful nod, I made my way to Lucy's doctor's office to talk about some things.
Just as I turned the corner, I halted in my steps and retreated to where I came from.
I should have known! Fuck! I should have known he wasn't trustworthy. We were in danger, I had to get away from here as soon as possible.
I peeked slightly at the next hallway and when I found it vacant I made my way to Dr. Frank's office. The bastard was going to pay for backstabbing me.
With a knock, I entered the small but neat office.
"Hello, Dr. Frank." I greeted him before taking a seat in front of his desk leisurely, and he seemed to straighten up.
"Hello, Mr. Lysander. I was just about to come to talk to you." He smiled anxiously.
"What did to want to talk about?" I inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"I am afraid Ms. Lysander has slipped in the state of comatose." He spoke grimly and before he could continue, I stood up with lightning speed.
"Are you officially out of your mind Frank?" My anger knew no bounds.
"Mr. Lys—."
"Shut the fuck up!" I bellowed.
"I need her discharge paper in an hour. I have already called for the best doctors in the entire estate and sadly you are not one of them." I spoke authoritatively, leaving no place for an argument.
"I want her in my house by tonight Frank I don't care if this is against the rules of this fucking hospital," I shouted at the top of my lungs to make my point across.
He fucking betrayed me. I will show him hell.
With that said, I left his pathetic ass scared to the wits.
When I was coming to meet him, I saw Marko, Draco's younger brother coming out of his office and that rose my suspicions. It only meant one thing, they were being reported of our every action. This was a bad and alarming situation for us.
I stormed inside Rhodes's private room and saw him coming out of the bathroom freshly showered.
"Boss." He nodded in acknowledgment.
Shutting the door behind me, I fully turned to him. "We need to leave. It's not safe to keep Lucy here." I sharply stated and he was quick to wear his shoes, he was already getting discharged tonight, it was better we take Lucy along with us.
I filled him in with every necessary detail and saw his expressions hardening as the seconds ticked by.
With being done with all the necessary papers, we made our way out, Rhodes accompanying Lucy in the ambulance to take her home. I already set up every necessary piece of equipment in her bedroom to welcome her home.
Mom was informed and she was relieved on this piece of information.
With a last glance at the hospital, I made my way to my car, stifling the urge deep in my heart to run back and demand Valerie's address.
Valerie Ambrose was surely in for a surprise.
I smiled to myself. Again, I was confused, what had gotten into me?
All I knew was, Valerie was a fucking siren. She was fucking poison and before she takes my life, I needed to fuck her out of my system. She was nothing more than all those fucking gold-diggers. She was the same if not more.
Oh, how I hated to even think about her when my sister's life was in danger. Maybe fucking her once would make me forget about her.
Only if I knew what havoc she will create in my life and, heart.
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