HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 131Clara sat in a corner of her room, seething with anger. Why did she have to show up now? Everything was going smoothly, they would have been alone in his room and she definitely would have had him.She sipped from her glass of wine and stared at the wall clock. It was already 11pm and sleep was far from her eyes. She needed him. The drink wasn’t even helping.She hadn’t heard Angelica leave. It seemed she would stay with him all night.“Fuck!” She yelled and smashed her glass on the wall.She heard a knock on the door and stood up to quickly pick up the broken glass. Her hands shook and she staggered a little. She was a little drunk now.She left the glass when the knock came again.“Who the fuck is that?” She screamed and opened the door. She clapped a hand over her mouth and her cheeks reddened in embarrassment.“Mr Garrison.”“Micheal.” He peeked through the door and noticed the broken pieces of glass on the floor. “Having a bad night?” He asked“No, I’m

HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 133“Someone’s on to you Alex.” Riles said immediately he answered the phone. “They’ve been doing some digging and they know your identity is fake.”“Who are they?”“I don’t know yet. I think he was hired though, a private investigator maybe.”“What does he know?”“He only knows you’re not Micheal. They found out that the owner of that name is dead, my boys had no choice but to tell em. I’m sorry man.”“It’s okay. I think I have an idea who it is.”“Will you be okay?”“Yes, I’ll be fine. They don’t know who I really am, you better keep it that way.”“Yes boss.”Micheal hung up the phone and sat on his bed in the hotel. They had a meeting that morning and he had to get ready for it. It had to be Clara. He knew he made a mistake last night but he just couldn’t help it. Sleeping with her wasn’t part of the plan but he had done it anyway.He remembered seeing her reach for the covers that morning. Yes, she probably had her suspicions now.He got dressed and headed

HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 135“Where is he?” Benjamin Whitlock asked after they had left the cemetery and returned back to the Hernandez mansion. The funeral had just ended and everyone had gone after saying a few words to the deceased’s family.Scarlet had called Benjamin and Angelica to inform them of what had happened. They quickly flew over to Los Angeles so as to attend the funeral.“He’s gone upstairs. Do you think you can persuade him to eat something? He hasn’t had anything all day.” Scarlet replied.“Sure.” He said, tapping her gently on her shoulders and heading upstairs.Benjamin knocked on the door twice but got no response.“Xavier, Son, are you in there?”Xavier dragged himself up from the chair he slumped on and opened the door. He looked disheveled and had dark circles around his eyes.“Sir.” He called, his voice faint. “I think I’d rather be alone for a while.”“I understand. But I just need a few minutes to talk to you. Can I come in?”Xavier steppes back and opened th

HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 137TWO DAYS AGO.It took him a while to slide through the bodies that were moving against each other to the thumping of the beat. His phone had been ringing non stop and this time, he couldn’t ignore it anymore.He struggled to get out of the dance floor and into the bathroom to take the phone call.It was his father. They hadn’t spoken In a while because whenever they did, his father would try to talk him out of his fun lifestyle and get him locked up in a company, putting on suit and tie for the rest of his life and being saddled with so many responsibilities. That wasn’t the kind of life he wanted. Surely, he wanted the money, of course, you couldn’t get the best out of life without money. But he didn’t want to slave for it. So most of the time, he ignored his father’s phone calls, except when he needed money again to clear off his debt.And now he was neck deep in debt to the point that his life was being threatened, he was badly in need of money.“Hey da

HIS RESURGENCE CHAPTER 139The noise of the crowded street seemed to drown in the sea of his thoughts. He heard nothing, felt nothing, only the small thump in his chest showed he was living.He was still as dazed as he had been when he spoke with his uncle and when he made his way out of the state’s correctional facility. People shouldn’t be that mean and heartless, but somehow they were, and it shocked him to the bones what people could do just to get ahead of others.He shouldn’t be that surprised because he had had his share of such experiences, but this one hit differently. He had gone to the prison to talk with Rodriguez before he made his way back home. The evidence against him was clear and irrefutable. The man whom he had sent to cut the brakes in Don Alfredo’s car had been caught and all their interactions had been found. The dude had kept evidences of the job with him hoping to use that to squeeze some money out of Rodriguez in the future, but instead, it served as his tic