After promising Zoe that he was going to look into Aaron, Avery made some calls, asking his people to watch him closely and make sure he was not defying his orders. He was driving to work when he received a call from one of his investigators. Looking at his rearview mirror to make sure his security car was directly behind him, he answered the call on the third ring.“Speak to me.” He said into the phone.“Good morning, Mr. Trent.” The caller spoke in a very clear voice.“Good morning, Trey.”“Your wife was actually correct when she said your brother was still operating his business.” He said and Avery held tightly to the steering. “I watched his warehouse in the city yesterday and his employees were taking in orders and supplying. Some of them even went out in a bus two nights ago.”Avery shook his head. “Did you follow them?”“No, Mr. Trent. I only watched the warehouse.” He replied in a low voice.Avery groaned in anger, unconsciously increasing the speed of his car. He was pissed t
Zoe saw Avery walk into the house with a bloodied nose and a stained shirt. The first thought on her mind was fear that he had encountered the perpetrators responsible for the threats they have been receiving. Her heart began to race in her chest as she walked up to him, following him into his treatment room when he said nothing to her.He sat on the chair by the door, lifting his head and relaxing it on the back rest while she searched through the wardrobe to get supplies. She didn’t want to ask questions for fear that her suspicions were correct. What if he had encountered the bastards on his way to work? What if they had tried to kill him off but was not able to?She turned away from the wardrobe, placing some First aid materials on the table before kneeling and taking his face in her hand. Avery looked at her, seeing the fear in her eyes.“Zoe?” He called and she shrugged off tears from her eyes.“You are bleeding from the nose, Avery.” She said to him trying to cover up the pain
The darkness made Zoe to begin strategizing immediately. She ignored her almost wet hair and the towel she recently threw to the ground and began to walk blindly around the room. This was exactly what had happened on the last family dinner she had with the Trents and it had just been a little threat. So maybe now, they were being threatened also.She continued to walk blindly until she was able to touch her bed. Using her hand, she traced the edge of the bedding, getting to the bedside table. She reached for the bedside lamb and tried to turn it on, all to no avail.“Shit.” She cursed under her breath. Every light in the house was connected to one source? That was really stupid of them. The loud sound of the alarm in the entire house, scared her a little but she was grateful when the emergency lights came on. Knowing fully well that Avery would be getting a message by now that something was wrong, she abandoned the search for her phone.“Miranda?” She called, making sure that the maid
Avery drove into his home with Aaron riding shotgun to see police vans and ambulances parked in his driveway. His heart filled with panic as he walked past each van, ignoring the looks the officers threw his way. He wasn’t interested in any of them at the moment, all he wanted to do was see his wife and sister perfectly fine.The police wheeled out two bodies from the entrance of the house and he took off the white sheets on both to find two of his security agents in them. The maids were all looking distraught as he continued into the house, but he paid them no attention. There were a lot of police men inside the house, some dressed in uniforms and some dressed in casual wears. Zoe sat on the stairs, dressed in a white robe, her hair tangled and scattered. Detective Gonzalez was speaking to her but she wasn’t replying, instead her eyes were faced forward, staring into space.Avery felt a certain type of relief when he saw her. He made to walk towards her and to hold her in his arms wh
The next day, Zoe sat crossed legged in the middle of the bed, looking at the room and its largeness. The room had never felt this large till today and she couldn’t stop herself from remembering what she was doing in this large room while Mia was being killed. She couldn’t stop herself from remembering how she hid behind those doors like a coward while Mia was being shot by an unknown man just downstairs.She closed her eyes, pressing the pillow to her face tightly to stop the memories of the previous night from clouding her brain. She wanted to stop seeing Mia’s dead face as it stared at her but it wasn’t possible. Then she thought of the man in the garden. Yes, one thing she could do, was remember just where she had seen the man from last night. She needed to remember where she knew him and why he was killing her family.The knock on the door frightened her a little and she placed her hand over her ears, to stop the noise from affecting her.“Zoe?” Someone called from the door. She
“What do you mean that you want me to leave?” Margery asked Zoe who wasn’t even making eye contact with her. Zoe on the other hand kept on looking at Avery, pleading with her eyes that he listens to her and send her mother away.“I do not want her here, Avery.” She said to him. Avery looked from her to her mother, surprise on his facial features.“Something terrible just happened to you, Zoe.” He started. “She must have been scared to her wits. Just give her some time to at least look at you before you send her away.”She shook her head again but he ignored her and took Aaron out of the room to give them privacy. Zoe finally focused on her mother since there was nowhere else to look. She knew it was quite insensitive of her to play the blame game at the moment but that was all she could do in order to unleash the anger in her heart.Margery got up from the bed as soon as Avery and his brother left and began to pace the large room. She looked around, taking in the décor and interior of
Avery and Jacob sat together in his study trying to talk about work and the company. Avery had a glass of scotch in his hands, contemplating on whether to drink it just to escape from the ache he was feeling in his chest for a moment or to deal with his loss like a normal man. He traced his fingers around the rim of the round and short cup, staring at the content even though he wasn’t seeing anything.“Are you going to drink that?” Jacob asked him, but he shook his head avoiding eye contact. The color of the scotch and how pretty it looked inside the cup intrigued him surprisingly and he found peace just by looking at it.“Do you want me to drink it?” He asked Jacob in return who said nothing to him. They were supposed to be discussing company policies and not talk about scotch, but Avery found himself not wanting to talk about work when his sister was prepared to be buried six feet below the ground.“Maybe I should drink the scotch.” He replied. “Scotch helps sometimes and thank God
“What man with a tattoo, Zoe?” Avery asked but she shook her head, trying to clear her memory of the horrible dream that she just had. She dreamt about Francis again and this time around, the man who had killed him was trying to reveal his face to her but somebody else had prevented her from seeing him. Somebody had prevented her from being killed that night and had knocked her out of her consciousness. It was that person that stood between herself and the man who brutally ordered the killing of her ex-husband. And now, everything was becoming clearer. The pieces were beginning to be put in place and it all happened because she had recognized the man from the picture. He had triggered her memory and now all she experienced that night was beginning to reveal itself. “Zoe?” Avery called again, studying her, making sure she was alright. She turned to look at him, no longer sure that she trusted him or herself any longer. If someone from her husband’s past was killing them off, then eith