Mortimer was completely taken aback, as he didn't anticipate this carefree and no- shits- given attitude from Jack right now.Meanwhile, Jack maintained a slightly condescending look on his face. On the inside, he was silently enjoying the lawyer's discomfort, and pressed on with his question. "Tell me, what will happen next? Since you are so sure that someone will find out any minute now… then please don't leave me on this note of suspense. What do you think will happen when your words become the reality, and everyone does find out that you are being held captive? Hm..?" The room hung with suspense as Mortimer struggled to formulate a response to this, and Jack continued uninterrupted."The most anyone will be able to do is to mourn and cry bitterly over your corpse– what more do you expect them to do?"His almost pitiful gaze remained fixed on Mortimer, and in that moment, the cunning lawyer finally understood something. His sense of panic and urgency heightened even more, when
Ch- 32As soon as Jack finished his sentence, he heard Mortimer's maniacal laughter piercing through the air, echoing off the cold, concrete walls. At the same time, tears were streaming down the lawyer's face, creating an eerie and unsettling sight as he reveled in an amusement that Jack struggled to comprehend. Jack was barely keeping his rising irritation levels under control, and snapped;"And what the fuck is so funny to you?" In response to his demand for an explanation, Andres managed to mockingly retort, while still being caught in fits of laughter, "What exactly do you think you will achieve, by calling him here? Even if I make the call, do you really think he's as stupid as I am, that he will come running here and surrender to you voluntarily?" He started to laugh again, and Jack roughly gripped the lower half of his face with his hand, making Andres grimace as he gritted his teeth against the pain.He shot back, "Then why don't you tell me where he likes to go instead?
Jack smirked as he toyed with the phone before placing it back in his pocket, savoring the moment of control. Addressing Andres with a calculated smile, he uttered, "Now, I suppose you know you have no choice, right?" Andres, resigned to the situation, heaved a sigh and declared, "Listen, I didn't have any loyalty to him anyway. Just spare me and my family, and then, you can just do whatever the hell you want…" With this reluctant agreement from Andres, Jack had all the vital information he needed to set his plan into motion.Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Robert, unaware of the unfolding events, instructed his driver to change course towards the Car Wash after abruptly ending the call with Mortimer. The urgency in Mortimer's voice and the mention of Jack Turner and the amount deposited in his account overnight, fueled Robert's belief that something crucial was about to happen. But what he didn't know was that his dear friend was already in Jack's claws, who was layin
Even while Robert was looking at the explosive environment inside Hunting Garden Pub, he expected that just an authoritative command from him would be enough to restore order. After all, there wasn't anything in this world which couldn't be silenced with a single command from him.In fact, he should be characterized as the leader of this city now– it made perfect sense, since there was nothing in this city that was happening against his wish.Then how could these lowly men, whom he himself paid, go beyond his command? Although he was sure about this, his senses were being assaulted by the noise of the racket, while the smell of spilled alcohol was hanging in the air as the pub had turned into a battleground. Still, he tried to move towards the center of the floor, escorted by the staff. With every step he took, the volume of the uproar increased and the loud yells mingled as Robert approached the heart of the turmoil.And this was enough to fuel his anger, how could this unprofessi
Already, the chaos inside the bar was on the rise, and Robert's presence only seemed to fan the flames of rebellion among his men. With an enlightened expression on his face, Robert continued;"Why, don't you agree? My agenda was always to reward the better player, and that's why, I have always encouraged a healthy competition between the two rackets.After all, one has to be the winner for the sake of victory, right? This is obviously how our world works, have you ever heard of the winner and the runner up getting the same reward?"He scoffed, while the men were listening to him with all their attention focused on his words;"Today, you are standing in front of me, demanding to know why I never disclosed that I owned both the factions of this city's drug network. But have you ever questioned the God you worship?""God? What the hell does God have to do with this?" One of the men shouted."Well, you all are God's creations, right? Then why haven't you ever asked him, why some lucky o
It was Dominic once again, whose eyes were blazing with anger as he roared out the name of someone he used to consider his idol. But right now, the man who had fallen to the ground was one of his friends, who had been mobbed and killed just because Robert Wendell wanted to make it a sport and see which faction would be capable of killing more men!Seeing his dear die for a worthless cause filled him with rage, and on top of that, he could see that Robert actually didn't give a shit about how the situation was going out of control, or that his own men were killing each other.No, he was standing and watching all this drama like a ring leader at a circus, with a smug smile on his face. Dominic's anger flared further, making him fearless enough to confront Robert once again as he shouted;"Yes, you! Robert Wendell, I am talking to you! You are crazy enough to call yourself our living God, but I never thought that you would get so drunk on your power! You actually think that you have t
Jack's POV:As I watched Mortimer squirm in his chair, I couldn't help but feel a flicker of satisfaction. I had expected that the method to extract information out of him would be simple, but I didn't think it would be that simple! It was astonishing how quickly he spilled everything after a just a little meeting my associates. Anyway, with that obstacle out of the way, I now had two crucial tasks ahead of me. Firstly, I knew that both factions of the drug cartel in the city were under the control of Robert Wendell. This information alone was worth its weight in gold, and it was all thanks to Toby. Toby had also told me that a lot of agents from Scavenger frequented his bar, and some of them were clients' of Robert as well. And now, Mortimer's answer had provided me with the key to releasing uncontrollable chaos in the capital of Robert's empire. I could strike at the very heart of his operation, hence crippling all his influence in the city. Of course, there were still risks
Jack's POV:I was observing Dominic's face closely for his reaction, and I noticed the sudden shift in demeanor as his expression morphed into one of shock and suspicion in front of my eyes. His voice laced with aggression as he asked;"What the fuck did you just say? What does our Boss have to do with Ravens? They are the scum of the earth! Our rivals, and those fuckers keep looking for ways to mess with us!"I fake an air of innocence, pretending to be confused as I respond. "Rivals? I just thought it was just a tough competition between the two factions, to please Robert and get his approval. But it looks like you are confused about something–"Before I could even finish my sentence, Dominic lunged forward, grabbing the collar of my jacket roughly, and backing me against the wall. His grip was tight, his voice dripping with menace as he demanded;"Who sent you, and why the fuck are you lying to me, huh?"I struggled against his hold, attempting to maintain my composure as I repli