CHAPTER 112

MARCUS

As soon as I was told about what Jones was doing. I asked my people to make sure my money was safe, I didn’t care about the businesses he was targeting, they only represented a fraction of what I owned. The man didn’t know who I was, he thought he was dealing with an ordinary man, but I was far from it.

I was raised by my mother until I was sixteen when big men in luxurious cars showed up one day. I didn’t know who they were or why they were there. Their auras scared me, I was after all just a poor boy living with his mother, such cars I only saw on tv at a friend’s house as we didn’t have any at home.

There was just something about them I couldn’t put my finger on. Something familiar especially about the one who seemed like he was the boss and yet, I had never met the man. My mother called me that day and told me that the man who came was my uncle.

I thought mom didn’t have family, but she told me he was not from her side but my father’s side, my blood boiled when I heard tha