Jack trailed the lawyer's steps like a silent ghost, without him having any idea that he was being watched.Some way down the road, the lawyer stepped out of Robert Wendell's car and their paths separated from that point. Without any hesitation, Jack signaled a cab to stop, and directly told the driver to follow the lawyer's cab.His eyes were trained out of the window as they moved to the posh area of town, until the car stopped with a screech in front of the Simon and Kirkwell Law Firm. He waited for a few minutes while the lawyer strode inside, before stepping out of the taxi. There was no doubt that this lawyer might be soulless, but he had some really good pedigree – as this was the most prestigious law firm in the city. Determined to dive into the secrets hidden behind its walls, Jack tried to walk into the law firm but was stopped by a stern- faced guard.The fall man crossed his arms as he barked;"Hold on! This is a private law firm, you can't just come and go as you pleas
Jack couldn't care less about Monica's loud proclamations about calling the police to report him. As far as he remembered, Rebecca was the last person to threaten him with that, and well… she was the one in police custody right now!As far as Monica was concerned, she was not standing on a spotlessly clean white canvas of innocence and purity, either. He did feel some pity for her in the past, when he had found out that Robert used to corner her and harass her in the workplace. But ever since she had stabbed him in the back by accusing him of harassing her in court, he had lost all respect and sympathy for this woman.The truth was that she didn't just betray him by lying in front of the jury that day- she had also lied under oath and committed a perjury. And so, she also shared some guilt in this conspiracy to frame him on the wrong charges."What happened, are you scared now?! See, I knew you would get scared when I showed you some real consequences. Now tell me, are you willing to
Andres, the lawyer, felt a surge of fear as he looked at his own hands, which had been tied up with a piece of rope. Panic was written across his face, but he managed to gulp down his fear before speaking."I... I really don't know much about any drug network or Robert Wendell. I am telling you the truth, please trust me–"Jack was the least interested in stretching out the situation, and issued a stern warning that cut through the tension. "Listen, just cut the crap. If you want to stay alive, you better start talking; it's as simple as that. I want to find out whatever you know, doesn't matter if it is a little or a lot."Andres was still doubtful, and asked;"So if… if I tell you everything I know, even if it's not all you are looking for, will you let me leave?" Without hesitation, Jack made a decisive promise."Yes, I'll let you go if you tell me everything… and don't you dare try to outsmart me, because I'll know the truth even if you try your best to hide it."Andres nodded
Jack's tone remained calm as he took in what he had said, and informed the lawyer, "I'll be in touch soon." With a swift motion, he pulled the hood over his head, concealing his features once again. Andres had become visibly anxious by now, and asked with his panic rising;"Wait! Are you going somewhere?" Jack nonchalantly replied with a shrug, putting his hands in his pockets. "Yes, I've got some important work." Saying this, he didn't stop to explain before he started walking towards the exit, prompting Andres to start shouting out of panic;"But… but you said you will let me go! Then why am I still tied up?Jack turned around, facing the restrained lawyer with a sly grin."Well, your memory is quite dull for a lawyer– I guess that's why you need to use such underhanded tactics to win the case.But anyway, I did say I will let you go, just not when. Relax and try to become comfortable here, and you will become free once Robert Wendell is taken care of."By now, fear and panic wa
Jack's eyes narrowed in suspicion, as he saw the girl trying to deflect his question. She flashed him a disarming smile before declaring;"Me…? Nothing at all!" But once again, her sentence was punctuated by her stomach rumbling audibly, giving away the fact that her nonchalant approach was nothing more than an act.Jack asked again, softening his tone;"Are you hungry?" The girl's face had gone beet red by now, and she just smiled awkwardly, before responding with a hesitant "maybe." "Why? Haven't you eaten anything since the morning?"The girl was natural quite eager to divert attention from this topic, and tried to dismiss it as she jumped up, saying;"That's what I was just about to do." As soon as she said this, she tried to get up from the booth and leave, but Jack clearly saw through her lie. After all, who comes to a pub for breakfast?! His gaze fell on a corner of her shirt, which had snagged on something and gotten torn. Without warning, he reached for her wrist as she
Although Jack had entrusted the care of his mother and daughters to Megan, a subtle undercurrent of worry persisted within him. Despite his level of trust, the fear of potential threats lingered in his mind. As long as Megan's identity remained associated with the Scavenger, there was a major risk of someone keeping an eye on her. Even if he trusted Megan blindly and she had no connection to Robert Wendell, the possibility of her attracting unwanted attention from her own enemies might put Jack's family at risk, as they might get caught in the crossfire. Since he had watched the car leave his mother's driveway, he had been thinking of some way to make sure of it. But then, as soon as he had heard about the girl seeking a job, an idea had clicked in Jack's mind. This girl didn't have any connections to the underworld, except being the sister of a victim. Being a college student and a female, nobody would bother to track her as a potential threat. Jack contemplated this new possib
As Jack's curiosity reached its peak, he decided that he could not keep sitting and watching from a distance. Thinking this, he got up and sneakily went behind the bar counter, and into the room concealed behind it. Once he was inside, he stood in the shadow of the large door, silently observing the man who had caught his attention. Although the man had a short and stout figure, his mannerisms and body language displayed an air of affluence and authority. Dressed in a finely tailored gray suit, he was wearing a maroon cravat around his neck and holding a drink in his hand, while chatting with some guests. Jack's eyes narrowed as he looked at the man's appearance from head to toe and felt a rush of recognition. Once he was close enough to hear some snippets of their conversation, the man's voice sealed the deal in Jack's mind – it was undeniably him! Without hesitation, he approached them, his emotions bubbling to the surface. In a sudden burst of emotion, he punched the man in the
Although Jack was quite intrigued by the mysterious turn of events and Toby's connection to the pub, he had to prioritize matters properly. Unexpectedly enough, his problem of funds that he needed to purchase a home in his name, had been solved by Toby. So now, he shifted the conversation to a matter of greater urgency.Instead of beating around the bush, he asked directly;"I can't thank you enough for that, and I will definitely get in touch with you for accessing that fund for my daughters. But first of all, do you know anything about illegal drug activity in this city, under the name of a certain Robert Wendell?"A dark shadow of seriousness appeared on Toby's face as he heard this, and he spoke after a brief pause."Right, is that for a new investigation? Just wait here for a while, and I'll be right back."Without waiting for Jack to respond, Toby just got up and left after fixing his blazer. Five minutes later, he returned, placing an envelope on the table and slid it towards