Chapter 141Closing up on the Truth 2She fired the gun to his ear, silencing him."Mila?" Brantley screamed and rushed towards her.Everything happened in slow motion.He quickly stood in front of Mila and his father, acting as a shield.He could see the coldness in her eyes.Mr White held his ear. The only thing he could hear was the continuous ringing of bells in his ear. ' I am still alive.' That was the only thing that ran through his mind.When the gun went off, he thought he was dead, then he remembered that if he had died, he'd not get the gunshot sound. He heard the loud sound echo right beside his ears, but it was quickly replaced with the resonating sound of huge bells…probably that in the church.Emille held his breath.Dom was nonchalant about it all, he was fighting his pain, that was enough trouble already.Grandmaster waited for Mr White to drop dead, but he never did. Instead, Mr White only closed his hands over his ears and twisted his body slightly.It immediately o
Chapter 142Who Murdered The Rivers?"He is Mason Rivers!" Emille yelled.Mr White's eyes bulged open, he quickly narrowed them back and looked at Grandmaster intensely.Mr White shook his head in disagreement."He does not look like him." Mr White yelled.Grandmaster was beginning to get more and more nervous. 'End it now!' his inner voice persuaded him.Mila raised her eyebrows. She did not have much of a reaction because what Emille said was ridiculous. The man in the photo and Grandmaster, they had zero ressemblance."You know that you sound stupid right?" Grandmaster spoke up."Oh no, he doesn't!" Brantley intruded. "You might be confident because your face does not look like that man…" Brantley pointed at the photos, "but that is only because you took all the money you got as ransom from kidnapping Emille…Miles, whatever his name is or was, you used it to get your face changed." Brantley expounded. "I bet you thought that because of the plastic surgery, no one would associate yo
CHAPTER 143THE REAL KILLER"You have hurt a lot of people, it needs to stop."Dom said with absolutely no remorse."How is is possible?" Emille managed to ask."Do you mean the recording or Dom….?" Brantley asked."Everything!" Let us get out of here, then I'll tell you everything."Hey, are you ok?" Brantley turned to Mila who was still petrified.He knew that it was a lot of information for her to process.She did not reply."How do we get out of here?" Brantley turned to Emille."There's an underground exit from my office leading to the subway. I'll show you, but we'll need a ride for the excess people," Emille said."We'll figure it out." Brantley said."Océane ?" Emille called for Océane as everyone mobilized and began walking."Take down all of The Grandmaster's men!" He ordered.Grandmaster still was daydreaming, 'it could not be happening!'Dom had Grandmaster at gunpoint.Brantley supported Mila by her waist and let her along. She followed like a robot.Mr White too, he was j
"I'll kill him!" Emille whispered to Mila."You have my blessings." She whispered back.Brantley frowned."I'll kill you when you are done killing him." Mila added.Emille's eyes shot open.Brantley smiled.Randy rolled his eyes."I'll take over." She grabbed Uncle Mason by his arm and led him to one of the trucks."What are you going to do, Fabiola?" Grandmaster asked just before mounting the truck."My name is Mila and not Fabiola!" She stated cold. She had the urge to shove him into the truck, but decided against it…just not yet.She slammed the door shut and went around to the driver's side only to see Brantley already seated there."I swear on my kidney, if you do not get the hell out of here……" Mila ground her teeth together, enunciating every word that came out of her mouth without masking the bitterness….but, mischievous Brantley had other plans.Brantley leaned in and silenced her with a kiss.Her eyes bulged open, but she could not deny the tingles she felt run down her spine
"I don't need him to believe anything, I want him to know. I don't care what he thinks…it will not stop me." She whispered menacingly. A sinister smile spread out on her face.It sent chills down everyone's spine.Mila leaned back in her seat quietly. Her eyes hovered on everyone in the room, one after the other.Mr White who sat beside her constantly turned his body slightly to steal a look at her, but he did not say anything. Nobody did.Emille might have been through hell too, but unlike Mila, he'd known the truth for years…technically he'd known all along. But Mila had been lied to, deceived and manipulated all along. She needed time to process everything.They sat there in silence for about 10 minutes, even troublesome Brantley knew better than to interrupt the moment. It was all about Mila tonight.Exactly 25 mins later, Carlson pulled up. Freya led him in."You look damn badass tonight." "Thank you." Freya smiled.Carlson complimented Freya just before she closed the main door.
"Answer me, you fuck'in scumbag! Is it true?" Mila yelled. Tears pooled down from her eyes for the first time that night."Fabiola." Carl called softly. "Answer me?" Is it true!" She jagged him towards her body and slammed him back on the chair with all her might. Her tiredness and the pain in her injured arm all vanished…or maybe not. The emotions she felt at the moment numbed every other pain in her body.Everyone was taken aback by Mila's swift movements.She sobbed over Carl, staring at him intensely. Her heart ached. Today was not a day to write about.Carl did not fight back, neither did he say anything."Just tell me why!" She calmed herself down. Her voice was hoarse and drowned in sobs__sobs she tried to hold back to no avail."Can you just listen to me please." He spoke softly."I'm listening! I'm fuckin listening!" She shook him once more. All the veins in her neck protruded."I did not know the details, I only knew he was your brother, he is my brother too." Carl said.Gra
"You are right…" Pop's voice drew everyone's attention."Power is what I have and you don't!"He fired the gun."Noooooooo!""Dad!" Brantley caught his father before he could touch the fall."Father!" Brantley called out in a broken voice.Mila widened her eyes. Emille had instinctively shoved her behind him. How he managed to do it within seconds was still a mystery.Carl dived for his father, taking him by surprise just in time as he fired the second time.Carl's motion caused the bullet to be deflected away from Mila and Emille.Dom, who was launching towards Grandmaster too, got in the way of the bullet.Carlson threw his body on his father. He pressed his father down and succeeded in disarming him.The detective who had successfully sneaked past the guards at the gate, rushed towards the house when he heard the gunshot.Freya and some of the guards who were standing guard at the door rushed in.Brantley placed his hand on his father's stomach and held his hand tightly over it to m
Mila pulled out one of her star blades…The detective rushed forward.Carl followed her eye line. He knew what she was aiming at…or who.He sprung to his feet to stop her.She saw his movements with her side eye and immediately flung the blade swiftly at Pops who sat with his hands handcuffed behind his back.Carl was quick to place a pillow in front of his father, shielding the blade from stabbing him. The pillow caught the blade.The detective quickly made it for Mila. He tried to restrain her. She decided to unleash her chaos.She grabbed the detective's hand, lowered her body while simultaneously twisting her upper body to the left, hence rotating the detective's hand the opposite direction. He lost his grip on her. But he was a trained law personnel after all. He retracted his hand quickly. He read her move. She wanted to lift him up and flip him over but he took a step backwards, creating just a little more space in-between their bodies. Despite her anger flare, she knew that
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