Devon POV: "We went there last night and Grenade wasn't there and I can tell, neither was Tamira," I said. "Tamira? Do you mean Tamira Wilson? Mrs Wilson's daughter? Why the heck would we want her sir?" one of my men asked me. We were all gathered early this morning, discussing what had happened, "Tamira is a friend and not a foe. She hates her mother just as much." I replied. "That doesn't mean she automatically becomes one of us or that we should help her," he said to me. "She is your boss's wife remember?" Jason said. "Yeah but all that was fake. Nothing real. All was for the mission." another one of my men replied to Jason and then turned to me. There was a somehow awkward silence between us. "Boss. Don't tell me you fell for..." he said, watching my face for my reaction. "What we had was and still is real," I stated. They were all surprised but did not complain, "Then we will help you get her back as well." someone else said and the rest agreed. "Thanks." I found myself

We arrived at the hideout and watched the building from a distance that we hid. There was a lot of security and no way to get in. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see that it was one of my men. "Boss. Over there," he whispered as he pointed to an opening. "Nice job," I said. "What's the time?" I asked. "Five minutes before its twelve sirs." someone replied to me. "Alright. You all know the plan okay? Now it's my turn." I said to them and they all nodded. I made to get up but Alex held me down by the shoulder, "are you sure about this?" Alex asked me. "I am very sure," I replied and removed his hand. I stood up and walked towards the uncompleted building. No one saw me until I was right in front of the building. All of Mrs Wilson's men held their guns up, pointing their guns at me. "I'm here to see Mrs Wilson," I told them. One of them ran into the building and after he came out, out came Mrs Wilson, grinning from ear to ear. "Well-well-well. The rat has finally come

Devon POV: "You are now nothing but a mad woman with no one to call her own," I said to Mrs Wilson as I turned away from her angrily. "Oh!" I exclaimed, just remembering something. "Speaking of nothing to call your own," I said and turned back to Mrs Wilson. "I hinted something to you that time didn't I?" I questioned Mrs Wilson. She glared at me with clear hatred in her eyes. Mrs Wilson did not say a word in response. "Your son Alex is against you today and as for your other son, well," I paused and looked over at Alex. "Your other son, Alex's elder brother and my younger brother, he is dead," I added. Alex looked shocked but untouched. Mrs Wilson on the other hand looked even angrier but somehow the anger changed to a sneer and her eyes looked away."What you don't know, Devon is how to issue threats that will reach the victim's heart." Mrs Wilson said and then looked directly into my eyes. I didn't break the eye contact either. "I do not have a heart, Devon. If I could send

I watched in horror as the chair I had gotten Mrs Wilson ties up to, stayed vacant in front of my eyes. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Jason standing behind me and staring in shock at something. I turned in the same direction he was staring and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of it. Alex was lying in blood with his skull smashed at one side. I felt my legs weaken but I remained standing. "Wh... What happened here?" Jason asked in a whisper. I didn't understand it. How was all this possible? How did this happen right under our noses? I clenched my fists. The hatred I had towards Mrs Wilson mounted inside of me. "Tell my driver to get my car ready. He's outside and always stays close by so he shouldn't be difficult to locate." I said to Jason. "What are you going to do?" Jason asked me. "Something I should have done a long time ago," I answered and walked off before Jason could say a word more. I entered my room and found a gun I hate and kept away for a whil

Jason forced his way through and two hefty men shut the door behind him and blocked the door from being passed by others. "What's going on here?" I asked Jason, a bit in panic. "Devon you've made it! You have finally made it big. No, you made it fat!" Jason said to me. "What? I don't understand what you are trying to say." I told Jason. "You are mad rich! Crazy rich! Bastard rich! You have a quintillion dollars in your name! The first ever to be discovered!" Jason shouted in excitement. My eyes widened in shock, "how?!" I asked in amazement. "I was shocked too but it was true!" Jason shouted and shook me back and forth with his hands on my shoulders. "Ouch!" I shouted. "Oh, sorry," Jason said and then took deep breaths trying to calm himself down. "So can you now explain to me?" I asked Jason. "No-no-no," Jason answered. "Mr Wilson's lawyer will explain everything better," Jason told me. "You mean late Mr Wilson's lawyer?" I asked, unsure of what I heard him say. "Yes," Ja