Chapter 92Pascal slowly opened his eyes and sighed. The monitor kept beeping, and he rolled his head to the side of the hospital room. There was no one there at the moment, and the room was quite cold. He sighed again, and groaned as he tried to stand up from the bed, but the pain he felt nearly ended him. He crashed back on to the bed."I would not do that if I were you," he hears Oliver say as he stepped into the room. Oliver took a seat and sat down opposite Pascal's bed. He looked at the young man keenly, and slowly folded his arms. Pascal's eyes roamed to the side of the room to find hua gun, but he did not find it anywhere in sight."Looking for this?" Oliver asked as he brought out Pascal's gun. Pascal frowned when he saw the weapon in Oliver's hand. He tried to stand up again and still, failed miserably."Where's Mia?" Pascal asked Oliver."She is resting. I sent her home. She does not need to be here." Oliver responded."And where is here, exactly? Did you kidnap an officer

Viktor Grey drove his car to another part of the city, almost in the suburbs. He could see the vast area of land lying there just waiting to be used, and he immediately had ideas and plans to steak it from the owners. He was a billionaire, no one would dare stand up against him.He drove further until he got to a little house in the left side of a tiny street. The house was built with wood, quite large and very beautiful. Viktor Grey stepped down from the car and pulled a face cap on. He slowly approached the house and kept looking around for some sort of attack. He got to the door, rang the doorbell and waited for a moment.Then, the door opened."Hello, Jonathan," Viktor said and smiled at the man that opened the door. The man froze when he saw Viktor Grey."What are you doing here?" He asked Viktor who scoffed."What? You're not gonna let me in?" He asked, but the man frowned even more."I want you out of this house, now. You are not welcome here. Leave now!" Jon said to Viktor Gre

"Stay here. Wait for me," Oliver told Mia who looked around in surprise. "Where are you going?" She asked him, unsure of what to do. It was mayhem around them and they really should stick together."I have to check something out. Wait for me and don't go anywhere." He told her and dashed out of the scene in pursuit of the strange man. Oliver crossed the road quickly and followed the man who walked faster than he should."Boss, I could not find anyone. It seems like the person is a ghost," Marv said over the the comms."He's not a ghost, Marv. I think I have eyes on him right now." Oliver said as he kept walking. He kept a good distance so that the man would not notice on time. "Do you need assistance, sir?" Marv asked Oliver."Don't worry. Go take care of Mia. She is in the court. Make sure no harm comes to her." He commanded."Yes, boss." Marv said and hung up. Oliver did not relent in his chase. He followed the man as the man took a stride into another street, but by then, he noti

Gerald was alone with his thoughts. He paced around the room, with his feet making stomping sounds on the ground. Gerald sighed as he tried to think straight. So many things were happening to him at the same time and he just didn't know how to handle it.Over the past days, he had been getting anonymous threats to end his life. Gerald knew it wasn't a bluff, and he sort of suspected who the culprit was. But he was not in any position to fight a man that powerful. In the chain of command, Gerald was still too low. So low.He sighed. Should he ask Viktor Grey for help? That would probably be a mistake, he thought. Viktor Grey was an opportunist. He wanted to get something out of everybody. He didn't care about the consequences of his actions and Gerald knew that it would be a mistake to ask Viktor for help. Then, what should he do? Maybe he should ask Rebecca? She was crazy and still, she had her own power. Gerald admired the kind of woman she was. She was fierce and commanding. He jus

Oliver stood up and walked closer to him. Jon kept his eyes on Oliver all along, and when Oliver brought out his gun, he did not even flinch."You are not afraid of dying?" Oliver asked him. Jon just exhaled and stood up to face Oliver."I am not. I have done a lot of bad things in my life. So many bad things. But here I am trying to make peace with the one person that I know might never forgive me. I am sorry for what I did to you, Oliver Lionheart. But I do not want my family to suffer the consequences of my crimes. I want it all to be on me. Which is why I need your help to liberate them from Viktor Grey. I knew your father, and grandfather. They were good people. I know you are good as well. Please..." Jon soon fell on his knees before Oliver. Oliver just watched him for some time. He could not believe that his heart was telling him to help Jon."Fuck!" Oliver muttered. He should not even be considering that possibility! But then, he dropped his gun and sat back down."What do you