How was taken back to the room where he other men were waiting and he was given a chair. He was still talking jonstop but the men just ignored him. He seems to happy that he was rich and they seemed to think that if money could make him such a fool, it is best they relieved him of it. After a while, another man, who was clearly the boss came in. This was because the other rose up when they saw him. "Is he lucid enough?" The new entrant asked. "Seems so. He talks non stop," one of the men asked looking at Jason who was busy counting the money in his wallet. "Hey? How are you?" The man who had just entered asked. "Hey? I'm well. In fact, I am better than well. I am very fine," Jason said and continued with his counting. "Wanna tell me about yourself?" The man asked and Jason returned his wallet to his pants pocket and sat up straight to face the man. "Who are you and why are we here?" Jason asked seriously this time. "My name is Robert buy they all call me Bob. You can also cal
In all the missions that he had ever undertaken, Tyson had never been this lucky. He guessed that these people were lax because they thought that nobody could penetrate them. Had paid the police and who was who in authority to let them run their businesses well but now, they wouldn't even know what hit them. He started scanning all the documents in the office to his phone and as he did, they directly went to Jordan and the IT team in the headquarters. After he was done, he got out. Power was still out and he knew that Bob and the rest must be very busy trying to diagnose the problem. He snooped around for a while and then got out again. He went downstairs and to the toilet and put on Jason's suit again and he squatted at a corner of the toilet and produced something like a magnet from his pocket and twisted it. Power came back on as miraculously as it had gone out.He still continued squatting at the corner of the washrooms and there was fear in his eyes. After a while, the two
It was going to be a very big raid. The Dragon Regiment, once again, had uncovered one of the most notorious human trafficking organisations in the US. The people in the organisations didn't know that a Tsunami was brewing. The Dragons were all ready in all the states where the organisation were. They knew the dark lords in all the cities involved and the houses where the girls were kept. Thus, they would involve the police in taking the girls and getting them home but telhe bulk of the work like arresting the fuckers lay with them. Tyson would make sure that all the victims got the justice they deserved. That was his specialty. "Tyson and Jordan were in DC together with a few others while others had been stationed well. This was going to be one of the largest scale raids the regiment had ever done. Tyson wanted everything to be done simultaneously so that no one got the chance to escape. It had been a week since Bob and the rest had stolen Jason's money and like he thought, Jas
"Going somewhere grandpa? You three seem to be really in a hurry," that made the three who were fleeing to spin on their heels looking towards where the speaker was. "You? What are you doing here?" Hyde asked in supressed fury. Since Hyde and his older brother were born, his older brother, Jeremy, was the apple of his parents' eyes and Hyde was ever jealous. Thus, when Jeremy fell out of favour with his father because he had married a woman his father didn't approve of, the happiest was Hyde. He, Hyde, used this opportunity to kill his burger so that he could be the sole remaining heir of the Carter family. After his brother died, Hyde made sure that the old man never thought of the son his brother left behind. Hyde did all he could to make sure that his brother's wife also died leaving the boy homeless and hopeless. He thus had nothing to worry about. He also kept tabs on the boy to make sure that he was no threat. He had done it up to this day and that was why he wasn't worrie
"You are bluffing. I would believe it if you said that you were a soldier but the captain of the Dragon Regiment? Do you know who that is?" Samuel asked with a sneer and Tyson was still standing jeer when had been. "Pray, please tell," Tyson said sarcastically and it was laughable that smile didn't pick on the sarcasm. "That is the best, top notch. Telhe elite of the elite. They answer only to the president and they don't have a jurisdiction. They have brought down the best criminals in the world. And you say you are part of them? Maybe as a toilet cleaner," Samuel said and William gawked at his audacity. William wondered what was wrong with Samuel. Had always been that dense of did he become a fool after Tyson beat him. "Yet look where you are. Aren't you among the best criminals in the world. You hid your tracks so well that it took me years to catch you. Very good," Tyson mocked and walked towards them. "What? You mean...?" Samuel began but William shooed him. "What? That yo
"Wait. Wait. What do you mean get to the business of the day? Aren't you going to kill us? That's what I would expect from someone who holds such big and many grudges against us," Hyde said because he couldn't understand how they were still alive. "Dad!" Samuel called in an admonishing tone. He wondered how their father could talk about their deaths in such a relaxed manner. "Kill you? No. I don't have that kind of mercy. People like you deserve to live. I will make your life a living hell and you will wish you were dead. But no. I won't kill you," Tyson said and looked at Jordan who was looking at the three. "Why am I here? I am not a Carter. I shouldn't be here. They are the bad guys. I'm William asked and the three Carter's forgot about their predicament for a while as they looked at him. "What? We have treated you as part of our family!" Hyde said and at that William laughed. "Part of your family? If I wasn't useful, would you have kept me? Would you have allowed me to live i
"Mr President, sir?" Tyson greeted once the call was connected. "Mr Gray, how are you? I hear you have done yet another feat that the so called security organisations of this country have been unable to do. Congratulations," the president said jovially."That was why I told you I won't take your resignation. Unless you give another person as competent as you, I won't let you go. Many families will be grateful to you for what you have done," the president continued. "Sir, the reason why I requested this meeting is because you know the leaders of the Cartel. I wanted your input on what should be done with them," Tyson told the president. "I do? But you know my stand Mr Gray. Whatever you decide to do with them, I am behind you one hundred percent," the president said and old Mr Carter scrambled to his feet as he went near the camera's vision so that he could speak to the president. "Mr President?" old man Carter called so as not to be ignored by Tyson. Tyson moved to give the old m
"Eo, darling, which dress so you like? Grandma will get it for you. You must look beautiful on that day," that was Susan talking to Tara. She was holding a big wedding magazine where they were choosing cloth designs. She wanted clothes for herself, her husband, Tara and Patricia. She didn't know if Samantha would want to invite any friends but one thing was for sure, Samantha had lost all the friends she had after she married Tyson. But Susan didn't want her spirits dimmed. She would invite all her friends. They must come and see that Samantha had a bigger wedding than any of their daughters. These were the things Susan lived for: money and showing it off. This wedding would be a perfect opportunity to show everyone in LA that she wasn't the normal Susan they knew. She was now on another level."Hey mom, Tara baby, how are you guys doing?" Patricia asked as she put her small purse on the table. She had just come from work."Auntie!" Tara said as she ran towards her aunt for a hu
74. Afterwards The wedding games continued up to late night and by then, the elderly and the children had already left for their rooms. Samantha saw Tyson loosen up for the first time as he indulged everyone. "He rarely loosens up and so, we have to take this opportunity and punish him without the fear of any consequences," Carla told Samantha who was also enjoying herself. They partied, drank, dances, played and ate. All this time, Star had Sarah all tied up and in a corner as she watched everything. No one even remembered that she was there. Sarah had cried herself to sleep but everytime she would drift off to dream land, Star would be there to wake her up with a bucket load of ice. "You wanted to enjoy a wedding, didn't you? We thus can't let you sleep. Watch," Star would say everytime. After all were exhausted, it was time to go to sleep. Tyson would take a month off and go on a tour of the world with his daughter and his wife. They planned to stay in Africa for a two we
73. Her paradise They rode up to an island and Samantha could use several adjectives to describe it: beautiful, heavenly, paradise and such. It looked like it had been specifically prepared for them. It had, first if all, clear waters that she could see the fish floating about the natural artwork of the sea bed. The flowers looked planted though sh couldn't see how Tyson could do that. There were roses or all colours, carnations, chrysanthemums, ivies among others. Then she lifted her eyes, there, as she followed the path made by the flowers, was a huge mansion. No, it looked like a castle. The reason why she hadn't seen it was because it was hidden by a beautiful canopy of jacarandas. "It's beautiful!" She breathed and Tyson spoke in her ear, "it's yours love.""What?" Samantha span as she asked and Tyson laughed as he steadied her. Sh had forgotten that she was still wearing her heavy wedding gown and high heels. "It is my wedding present to you. I built it for this day,"
72. SexySamantha wasn't the best pianist but she could hold her own. She had done music as a side course though she hadn't gone far with it due to Sarah's teasing. Sarah made sure to ingrain it in Samantha that she had a bad voice and no one would listen to her. That had made Sam drop her dream of becoming a musician besides being a business woman. Sam looked at the key board and ran her small smooth fingers along the keys and struck one. She then composed herself and a new melody filled the room. Then she started singing:I would have said I love you but that's too simpleI thus composed this song to tell you why I love you Today, I want the sea and the sun to bear witness to my vows I want the world to know who my heart belongs toI love you because the world became beautiful since I met youI love you because my world became compete when you entered itI love you turn all my sorrows to joyI love you because you treat me like a queenI love you because up to today, I get but
71. Enjoy"Are you mad? When did Tyson tell you that he loves you? Isn't he a married man?" Susan asked in disbelief.If she hadn't come here two days ago with her daughters together with Tyson to take care of everything and get ready, she would have believed Sarah because she was so convincing. "He doesn't have to tell me. Haven't you ever realised how he looks at me? He clearly loves me and not Samantha," Sarah said and Susan looked at her well. "Sarah, dear, are you sick? Do you need a psychiatric check up?" Susan asked because that was the only way this could be explained. "What are you saying? You are the one who is mad," Sarah said and before she could add to her statement, she was on the floor. "Listen here b*tch, sorry sweetie. Don't listen to grandma. Cover your ears," Susan turned to talk to Tara who covered her ears with her small index fingers. "Listen, since I got married to the Lewis family, all you and your family have ever did was destroy my family's life. What's
70. A Good Show"I look like a Christmas tree! I can't go out like this!" Samantha complained after she saw her look on the big mirror. "Mummy, you look beautiful. You will keep that dress and give me to get married in. Okay mama?" Tara asked as she circled to see how her mama looked. She was also wearing a purple replica of her mother's dress courtesy of her grandmother. Susan was proud of her handiwork. She had worked tirelessly to make sure that Samantha looked regal, as she called it, during her wedding. Like she, Susan, had vowed, this was going to be the wedding of the century in the state of California. "Let me go out to make sure that everything is okay and that Tyson is ready and I will call Carla to bring you down. Okay Carla?" Susan said as she looked at Carla who, all this time, was still beside Samantha. "Come with me sweetie," Susan said as she took her granddaughter's hand. They walked out and Carla and Patricia started helping Sam straighten her already perfect
69. A fairly tale princess It was Tyson who proposed. He also knew that as a husband, he hadn't given Samantha the wedding she deserved. He thus proposed to her a second time this time, with a proper ring that was made at Tara Jewels without her knowledge. Her mother had made sure to invite the who was who and since many people wanted to be on the good side of Samantha and her husband, after news of what happened to the governor and his son spread out, they made sure to come in large numbers. The room preserved for the presents was full to the brim and the wedding planner had to request the hotel for an extra room. The wedding was being held in an exclusive hotel that was at an island. The only way to access it was through a boat or air. Samantha and her family had come in a helicopter provided by Tyson. By now, Samantha was already used to her husband doing things she couldn't explain. But now, knowing that he was rich and that he was the owner of all the companies she knew, s
68. Another night of... The next thing to happen as Gwen sat there was Mr Seth Miller walking into the shop in a hurry followed by a dozen men and women. "Mrs Gray, sorry to keep you waiting," he said apologetically as he came to where Samantha was seated. "Your husband called and I promise I did all I could as soon as possible and I am here now," he said as he handed Samantha the documents he was holding. "These are the ownership documents for this fashion shop. It now belongs to you. I promise you that they are all legal and it was the transfer that took us long," Seth said and Samantha was out of words. "But Seth, I know nothing about fashion!" Samantha said in a defeated voice."Don't worry ma'am, I will help. I will take care of it. Also Star is idle nowadays and she loves fashion," Carla said and at that Seth smiled. "That's taken care of then. Then, I will be seeing you Mrs Gray," Seth said as he turned to walk away but at that moment, Tyson walked in. As usual, he was i
67. I love violence "Boss, I may have done something stupid," Carla said on the phone to Tyson. She had just recorded Gwen promising to be Samantha's servant if she could prove that Samantha was far much better than her. "What did you do?" Tyson asked as he listened to her. She told Tyson all that had happened and Tyson listened diligently.If there was one person Tyson loved, it was Samantha. And if there was anything that Tyson hated, it was for someone, anyone, humiliating his Samantha. Thus, no matter the promise Carla had made, Tyson would make it happen. What Carla didn't know was that ever since he got married to Samantha, he made it his business to keep tabs on all her former friends.One thing that he noticed was that once she fell from glory, all her friends left her. They humiliated her whatever chance they got and that made her remain the shell of her firmer self. He didn't want to imagine what would have happened for those five years go was away but he had promis
66. Game "We should go shopping. You need more business suits. You are a president of three companies ma'am. You must," Carla said as she argued with Samantha. She noticed that since she started guarding Samantha, the other woman had less than ten decent clothes and she was only using those ones. Yes, she was very beautiful and any dress looked good on her but she needed more clothes. She was a boss herself and was the wife of an even bigger boss. Samantha didn't see the need of getting more clothes. But Carla had permission from her boss to do whatever she wanted with Samantha as long as it was for her good. Carla also loved Samantha because she was a good woman. She never, even for once, made Carla feel like a servant. No. Samantha always treated Carla like an equal and this made Carla treat her like her younger sister. "Carla, I have said this a thousand times and I will say it again, I don't need more clothes," Samantha said in her Samantha way. "Look here sis, I can call y