"Hey," she approached Brant, she licked her lips, "I really need to go somewhere… with him." She looked at Dom, knowing fully well that both men could go head on like cocks if they were given the opportunity to."I'll be fine, I promise." She assured him when she saw the worried look on his face.He nodded and stood up, but she did not expect what came next.He crashed his lips on hers, kissing her aggressively and possessively.It took her by surprise, her eyes were wide with shock. By the time she could process what was happening and decide whether to reciprocate the kiss or push him away, he pulled away and walked out as though nothing happened.She turned to Dom who had a stoic look on his face. He stared at Fabiola without blinking, making the situation more awkward than it already was.She spun on heels, turning her face away from him.She took the opportunity to lick her lips, tasting Brantley's mouth. It made her blush for a moment.Good thing she had her back to Dom.The kiss
"Oh My Goodness!" Fabiola held her hand over her mouth when she stepped in and saw what made Dom stop in his tracks.It was the same man she'd led into the condo, he leaned back in his chair, but with a bullet holrle in his head and one to the neck.Blood oozed out.It was a fresh dead, probably in the early hours of the morning."Poor him," she said coldy. "He probably messed with the wrong people."That's what happens when you mess with the Cartel," Dom said.'Or the Vert's.' Fabiola said mentally."Let's see if we could find any clue." Fabiola suggested."Do you think they would leave any evidence behind?" Dom reasoned."Maybe he wasn't killed by the Glacier Cartel, maybe he was working on another case." She argued."Gloves?" She asked.He pulled out a pair of disposable gloves from his trousers pocket and handed it to her.He had his black gloves on as usual.They searched through the already scattered files on the floor and table, but they were random papers with bills and other s
"I'd love to go talk to the prisoners." She said, standing up on her feet."Fabby Princess?" Pops called.She turned to face him."Are you certain that you know where to find Mr Glacier?" He asked."I wouldn't say certain, it was a one time thing, but if you'd allow me to continue my job, I could get you more info." She decided to pull the guilt card on him.She watched him reflect on it for a moment."Ok, but you'll have someone with you." He finally said."No Pops, no one, not even you. I think I can pull it off the same way I started it." She said firmly."Fabiola I…" he started to object."You need to trust me, and trust that you'll be the first person I'll call if I sense danger. I'm not gonna wait for the threat to be enormous before pulling you in." She furrowed her eyebrows, pulling a half puppy face."You are asking me to give myself a heart attack." Pops stated.She laughed softly, "It would not happen." Somehow, she was coming here being angry and worried because of what Br
"Monty?" She called out unconsciously. It was the Monty she knew, the one she'd beaten up that night at the bar. His face was beyond recognition, if not of his familiar big self and his arms tattoos, she probably would not have recognized him.Both men were in a much more shitty condition compared to the other Monty…. Monty I Both men could barely open their eyes, talk less of moving. "Why is pops keeping them alive?" She asked herself, furrowing her brows."He thought that you might want to take a look at them before he… you know….? Dom said behind her.She jerked off in fright."What the fuck are you doing sneaking behind me?" She scolded him.He looked at her innocently."Pops told me to join you down here." He replied.She quickly thought about her conversation with Monty I. "How long have you been here?" She asked Dom."I just got here, why?" He asked back.She glanced at him with her side eye, "don't ask me questions." She snapped."Don't ask me questions." He mimicked her voi
"Everytime you look at that girl," he said, motioning to the portrait. She did not bother turning to gauge it."... I want you to remember who you are. And remember that there is someone out there willing to do anything just to see that same personality as that little beautiful chubby princess with dark curly long hair." If her heart was beating fast earlier, now it felt as though it was turning at the pace of a functioning fan, making it feel as though her heart was not beating at all.Somehow, she forgot everything and only the memories of that little girl came flooding in.She unconsciously smiled."I Saw your family portrait in your room, even though you tried to hide it. I know that the fire consumed it too, but if you want, I could paint another one for you." He suggested.Her eyes shot brighter, she looked up at him in amazement."You can do that?" She asked in an unusual humble tone.He nodded. " I will." He promised."I'll get you a picture so that…" she started."Remember t
Despite the overdosed morphine, she still felt a pang of pain, maybe it was just a psychological phenomenon but all the same, she tried her best to ignore it.He leaned down and kissed her lip, preying her mouth open with his tongue as he deepened the kiss and squeezed her butt.She did not fully reciprocate the kiss, but she did not completely shut him off either, but he could still detect her reluctance.He broke off, " why do you seem not interested in anything today?" Frost asked."Because like I said, I had a tough week plus I'm pretty nervous looking forward to my new job." She did not sound rude though, he let her attitude pass off as her being nervous.They chatted a little before they parted ways.Monty was not around to show her around or lead her downstairs, but she knew where to find the mask, surprisingly, the locker was opened.She grabbed her gas mask and made her way down to the vaporized bar.It took the grace of God for her not to forget everything and jam to the musi
"This is Phoebe, and she will be training you from now on." The boss announced, still in auto tunes.The women only nodded."It is just a weekend thing right?" She whispered to him.She had to be certain that their agreement still stood."As agreed, yes." He replied. "Perhaps, you could create more time within the week." He said."I've got a day job, so …" she started."I know." He cut her in.She furrowed her brows, but not conspicuously."How do you know? I do not remember mentioning it to you." She asked suspiciously."Isn't it obvious, you would have been at the club even during the day if it were otherwise." He explained.It was tangible, but she did not buy it.She did not argue though."I'll leave you alone while you work." He said and took his leave.She stared at his back as he walked out of view, 'his manner of moving was very unfamiliar. This guy was technically shorter than most of the men she knew.' she thought. 'not too short though, because he still towered over her.' S
When Fabiola was done with the women, she was blindfolded again and taken back to the club. It was already after 2 am in the night when she got back to the club.She was surprised to see Frost still loitering around the vicinity even at that time.He was busy talking to someone. It gave her the chance to walk past him without him taking note of her.When she got back to the pub, she took the plastic bag which contained her stuff, stuff she'd secured in the trash.She could not risk going home before heading out again, Pop's shadows might likely pick on her tail again. Today was the perfect day to visit the police station. It is Saturday, the place would definitely be crowded with drunk people getting into trouble at randa, especially teenages. Making it the perfect atmosphere to get in and out without much scrutiny.She kept her blond wig on but changed her outfit. She wore a blue sleeveless mini body hugging gown. For one of the few times, she wore stilettos.She strolled a few blo
THE END."What order, Mr Walborn?" The attorney went ahead to ask Mr Walborn."That Mr Rivers should be eliminated." Silence.Emille clenched his fist beside him.Even though Mr White only walked in, he was sitting on needles. He had his secrets, he knew what was going on. "We have the videos." One of the Court's IT workers announced.It was there, everything….from the squabble in the office to the phone call in the garage.Everyone gasped and turned to look at Mr White.Mrs White passed out.Brantley rushed to his mother.The twins held each other's hand tightly.Brenda leaned back in her chair.Mila's mind was teleported Somewhere else. Carl was bamboozled, he stayed motionless in his chair.Mama Rivers and Papa Rivers….well, there were no words to describe everything.……..All along, Mr White had been pulling the shots. He'd hired Mason based on Mason's greed.Mason had been working for him the entire time….he was the real Grandmaster.He found out about Mr Walborn being alive o
COURT TALES OF TRUTHFourteen minutes.It was almost time……"It is already time, your Honour, we should proceed." Grandmaster stood up and said.That was the advantage of representing yourself."We still have some more seconds, your Honour." The prosecution quickly added.The judge nodded. Grandmaster stood up to say something again, but his words were interrupted by the loud opening of the door.Everyone's attention was directed towards the door.One after another, all those who were against Grandmaster released breaths they never knew they were holding…surprisingly, even the judge.Disappointment was evident on Grandmaster's face.Dr Edgar accompanied Mr Walborn in the courtroom. Mila and Freya waited outside.When Brantley did not see Mila in the two-man procession, he immediately stood up on his feet and went outside."Which of these men is the supposed witness?" The judge asked even before Dr Edgar and Mr Walborn could reach the front of the courtroom.Dr Edgar indicated that i
THE CLOCK IS TICKING"Can the prosecution explain to the court why your said witness is not yet available?" The judge asked. She was getting impatient, it was evident."Technical transportation issues." The state lawyer responded.He leaned towards Emille and asked, "what is keeping your witness?" He asked in a whisper."What is holding him back is the only reason why they would not want him to testify, but don't bother, he's being escorted by one of the best bodyguards." Emille replied."Excuse me." Emille stepped out of the court to call for Mila.Brantley had arrived in the court too. He was worried, not that Mila could not take care of herself, but because he loved her, so it was natural for him to worry."What the hell is going on?" Emille asked in a concerned tone as soon as Mila answered."We got company." Mila replied."Do you need more refreshments?" Emille asked."I got it, I guess water would be enough to entertain them." Mila said over the phone."Good then, tell me where
THE AMBUSH.Randy rode in another car, tailing closely behind Mila.When she got to her condominium, she did not step out, rather she called Dr Edgar to bring Mr Walborn outside.Dr Edgar had personally selected a suit for Mr Walborn. The different clothes made him look 10 years younger."You look handsome, Mr Walborn." Mila smiled as she held the door open for him."Thank you, child. At least this doctor here has fine taste in quality clothes, only if he could put those skills to what I put in my stomach." Mr Walborn glared at Dr Edgar. Mila could not help but laugh."You look handsome too." She mouthed to Dr Edgar when Mr Walborn got into the car. Dr Edgar was dressed in a simple shirt and trousers, he had a clean shave. That alone made him look really different."Thank you. You look stunning yourself." Dr Edgar complimented back. Compliments were being poured at randa."Thank you for coming with us." Mila smiled at Dr Edgar."I have to do my job as a babysitter." Dr Edgar gave a sh
NAKED SLEEPOVERThe newly bonded family decided to spend the night together.Carl and Phelix were pals, they warmed everyone's heart, especially Mila because she never known that he was good with kids. She had no idea whether or not he loved kids, she did not even know what he loved.Pops had ruled their lives in such a way that all their likes were buried within them and only what he approved, that was what they did…to his face though.She allowed the cold water to run down her body. Everyone together, the smiles, the crying, the hugs, the laughter…this is what she'd ever wanted, not tension, the type of atmosphere she grew up being used to under Pop's roof.It was less than twenty four hours, and everything changed. For once in her life, she did not have to worry about tomorrow. Only if everyone she loved could be here…Only if Dom had lived to experience this different breeze…even just for a day."Fuck this life!" She cursed, turned off the shower, threw a bathrobe on her wet body.
BRENDA IS SCARYBrantley laid down on his bed, staring at the ceiling while he pondered about what Brenda told him earlier.Brenda was nosy, everyone knew that, but she wasn't a liar. She could be blunt sometimes, but the kid sure knew when to keep her mouth shut.She was smart too, probably more than all of them…well, except him, he had a photographic memory after all.He knew that she would not tell him all those things except something more was going on in that house. He had plans on saying hi to his mom before leaving, but he left without saying a word. He felt guilty, but he could not do otherwise.With the revelation, he wasn't sure to face anyone, especially his father.He needed time to think. He could not just jump into conclusions, he had to get more details about everything before concluding."She said that she was pushed, by who? Who would want to hurt you?" He pondered out loud.'Then why did she keep quiet only to say it now?' He thought."Who are you going to see in th
WHAT BRENDA KNOWS'Why do good men die and the selfish monsters live?' Brantley pondered as he walked down the corridors of his father's house empty mindedly."Do you want to bulldoze me before you notice that something is in front of you?" Brenda was starting in front of him, with her short self and crutches.He halted abruptly, for real, he had not taken note of the girl."Oh, I see you've upgraded to crutches. They're cute." Brantley rubbed her head like a kitten.She supported her weight on one crutch, freed her other hand and used it to slap his hand off."Why are you always fighting with father?" The youngest White asked.Bran was stunned, he did not expect that question from here. He was speechless for a few seconds, trying to think of an appropriate response to that."We were talking, maybe a little of a disagreement, but we were not fighting." Brantley looked down and said."You were loud!" She raised one side of her lip, confident about her statement and presumption."Wha
SWEET REUNION"Nice meeting you." Carl forced a smile.The expression on his grandparents' faces changed immediately.He sunkened his shoulders, 'Just as I had expected, outcast!' The words reverberated in his mind.He wished he could turn back the hand of time to just a 5 minutes ago, he'd make sure to get away from here and prevent none of this from happening."Mason had a son?" Papa Rivers looked at his wife. "Isn't he handsome? He looks like an angel." Mama Rivers praised.Carl raised his brows. 'Did they mean the opposite of what they said, or…he had judged the situation wrongly.He looked at Mila, she smiled at him."How old are you, boy?" Mama Rivers asked."I'm 28 years old, ma'am." Carl held his hands together in front of him as though he was for a religious procession.Mila raised her brows and hung her mouth open at his lie."Nonsense, don't call me ma'am. I am your grandmother. Come here!" Mama Rivers rebuked him and hugged him."Just for the record, he is still 27 years o
OUTCAST"Why do you want to see Fabiola?" Brantley decided to ask at one point. He just refilled their tea cups.Mama Rivers who was about raising her cup to take a sip, paused mid way. She stared at her husband who also had the same look on his face."Oh, we knew her when she was a kid. Since we were in town, we decided to drop by." Papa Rivers replied."Oh, ok. I see." Brantley nodded. There was an awkward silence among them."We'll see your father and enjoy the view a little before going back." Papa Rivers added."I will be glad to show you around town. I bet they'll be so much to entertain both of you." Brantley smiled."Yeah." And there goes the silence again. ________"I got a text from Brant, he said that the package was at my doorstep." Mila looked at her brothers. They were just touching down back in Limesville."Just as we thought." The ever nonchalantly Emille said.Carl was silent."I bet they got my address because of the media." Obviously."So…we are going to your hou