At the other end of the scene, the screams of pain and the cracking sounds of bones echoed enormously at the cemetery’s entrance. The two men looked indifferent as they crushed the gangsters arms; they were as cold as monsters!“No, please don’t do it. You’ve already broken one of my arms, please not this one. I’m begging you!” Casper pleaded desperately as one of the men approached him.But his desperate pleas fell on deaf ears, the man sneered coldly and downed his weight on poor Casper’s other arm. Casper couldn’t help but yelp loudly like a distressed raccoon till he succumbed to the pain and lost consciousness. Who wouldn’t have fainted— two of his arms were crushed callously within a span of one hour!Seeing his men groan in pain on the bare ground and Casper loss consciousness, Mr Clark’s face was covered with cold sweat. His fear took a new surge in height. He had experienced gang clash but had never seen anything like this— it wasn’t even a gang clash, two men just made a mes

The accelerating convoy caused all the gangsters as well as Mr Clark himself to ponder tremendously. Who could that be? Though they were all staring at the mysterious cars perplexed, their guns with still pointed at the four men.They all knew only the low class people buried their dead there, the owner’s of the cars were surely not coming to pay respect to someone buried in that cemetery. Then what could’ve brought such a mogul to the cemetery?As their questions swirled in their minds, the cars arrived and parked next to the sleek black vehicles that Mr. Clark and his men had brought earlier, making the latter look like jalopies in comparison.Four men in tailored navy blue suits with glasses on, emerged from each of the twelve cars. One of the men hurriedly walked towards the thirteenth car and pulled the door open.A man with a white beard jumped out of the car and hurried toward the cemetery entrance, where the drama was unfolding. Over forty men followed closely behind him, thei

Damien scanned the room before approaching one of the waiters, he seized his collar and yanked him towards his scary face. “Where is your filthy manager, Mike? He is supposed to bring protection money to us every week and he failed. Where is he?” Damien inquired angrily.The waiter was trembling, his legs were like a jelly, he panicked in fear like he was in the hands of the grim reaper. As the waiter was battling with anxiety and finding his words, Ava quickly approached.“Can I help you, gentlemen?” she asked, forcing a smile. Of course she knew who Damien and his men were, but she was now the manager of the restaurant, she had to act like one.Damien shoved the man by the side and arrogantly approached her. He noticed the tag flaunting on her chest ‘Ava Gray, Manager’. “Where is Mr Mike?” he asked with a puzzled-frown.“Mr Mike no longer works here, I’m the new manager. Can I help you?” “Mr Mike usually paid protection money to us every week so that we don’t have to come here and

Just as the men were about to carry out the instructions, August yelled, “Stop!” The men halted in their tracks and turned their gazes toward him. “Don’t you want to know who the new restaurant owner is before breaking into his cash room? You might get into a lot of trouble later that could be avoided if you listen to me,” August warned.“What do you mean?” Damien frowned. “I don’t care who the new owner of the restaurant is. As long as the restaurant is in this city, he would have to pay protection money to the Turners,” he spat.“Believe me, you would care if you know who it is,” August chuckled slightly.Damien’s face loosened a bit, “okay fine. Which fool owns this restaurant?” he asked ignorantly.“The Gibsons. The Gibson’s bought this restaurant from the Bensons and it now belongs to them,” August disclosed.The news sent shivers down Damien’s spine. His heart almost divided into two and he quickly let loose of his grip on Ava’s hair. “The—the Gibson’s?” He startled in disbelief

A volcano was about to erupt inside of Damien, his hands were itching to connect with August’s face.“What nonsense! Do my men and I look like cleaners to you? You must have a lot of nerves saying that. I might have agreed to pay for the bills, but my men and I will never stoop that low to do all these things!” Damien made it clear.August chuckled, “you might want to take back your statement,” he said indifferently.Damien was exasperated, “look here, big mouth, the only reason why you are still alive is because you are under this roof. I don’t want to drop a dead body in the Gibsons restaurant, but once you are out of here, you won’t last a minute. I’ll kill you and feed your corpse to the vultures,” he said coldly his eyes narrowing in anger.Ava pitied Damien, he would’ve been on his knees trembling in fear and begging for his life, if he knew who he was talking to. He dared threatened to kill the Gibson’s heir? He must be begging to be killed. She wanted to tell Damien to stop s