Vincent sat in his plush leather chair, staring out the window of his corner office. It's been five extra months since he put the case of Ferdinand and José in the hands of Jared and a lot has been going through his mind lately."Why?" he muttered.He got up and went to his window, gazing out at the busy street below and getting deeply drowned in his thoughts.Vincent was suddenly interrupted by a loud banging on his door.Startled, he turned around and found himself going to attend to it himself.Before Vincent could even reach the handle, the door flew open and a dishevelled-looking Jared stormed into the office.His clothes were wrinkled and stained with blood. His body didn't get any better as he looked as though he just received a thorough beating.Jared's face was covered in bruises and his lips were stained with blood.Seeing him in that condition, Vincent guessed it right that his entrance had caused quite a stir-up in the company.Two security guards rushed in after the man
"Oh no! Whatever shall I do?!" Vincent said, raising his hands and wiggling his fingers as if mocking Jared.Jared was taken aback by this behaviour but didn't take it to heart. With no remorse attached, Jared pulled the trigger.All that came out of it was a clicking sound but no bullet at all. Jared opened the gun and it was empty."Surprised. Right? I made sure those men that beat you up secretly emptied your gun. You didn't think I would let you come here with a loaded gun did you?" Vincent watched as Jared flung the gun aside and attempted to run.As soon as Jared got to the door and opened it, he bumped into one of the huge security guards and fell back on his butt.The security guard ls picked Jared up and had his hands locked in theirs. Jared struggled to free himself but failed."What do you want us to do with him boss?" one of the security guards asked Vincent.Vincent wrote something down on a piece of paper and handed it to one of the security guards."Tie him up and fling
Vincent drove up to the police station, glad that he finally got news of Ferdinand's location and sure that it was finally over for him.Vincent shut his car door and approached the police station but the police officers were walking out of it on their own with the press trailing after them.That scene took Vincent by surprise and he was about to ask them what happened but then got confronted by the journalists who kept shoving their microphones and cellphones at his face."What is the meaning of this?!" Vincent questioned, clearly annoyed with the crowding."Sir! How does it feel to be guilty of the murder of two men when you've been after two escaped convicts?!" one of the journalists asked, taking Vincent by surprise."Is your wife innocent or was she your accomplice?! Sir! We need answers!" another cut in."Murder? I did not kill anyone!" Vincent yelled, confused."But sir! We got the news that you single-handedly killed Mr Jared Xavier and Mr Johnson who is the detective chief in
"How did you even get in here?" Vincent stared angrily at Ferdinand.Ferdinand scoffed, "Does it even matter? I just came here to relish the moment of you being put in the same place you've been trying so hard to place me.""You had something to do with this didn't you?" Vincent said to Ferdinand.Ferdinand laughed, "I had more than just 'something to do with this', Vincent.He leaned forward and whispered, "I am responsible for the death of Jared."Vincent immediately reached between the bars to grab hold of Ferdinand but Ferdinand dodged and grabbed hold of Vincent's arm.He smirked at Vincent cunningly and then hit Vincent's arm hard against the bar before letting go.Vincent shouted in pain and withdrew his arm, groaning as he held it close to his body."Fuck! You will pay for this, you bastard!" Vincent exclaimed."I will get my lawyers on this case and as soon as I am out, I am coming for you!" he added."Bla Bla Bla. All that is nothing but empty threats. First of all, what mak
"How did you... What are you doing here?" Tasha struggled to find her words while she watched Ferdinand tower over her.She held her baby close to her chest and looked pleadingly at Ferdinand as if begging him to leave.Ferdinand enjoyed her reaction and smirked, "I came here to see Mrs Veronica. And that bastard Mr Devine as well. I think it's a life for a life on that man's part. So, where is he?" Ferdinand replied, switching to a frown."They are not here," Tasha answered briefly but her heart was beating fast, noticing the gun in the hands of the other man.Ferdinand traced Tasha's gaze to the gun and then turned to Tasha, "We won't be killing anyone but that depends on how cooperative you can be."Ferdinand shoved his way passed Tasha and her baby and made his way to the living room while Kyle blocked the door so Tasha couldn't leave.Kyle signalled Tasha with his eyes to go in and she did exactly that, fearing the consequences of disobedience.Tasha entered the living room only t
Six days passed and Vincent remained in the prison unfed, unkept, and worked to the bone. His situation made other prisoners pity him and sometimes even tried to share food with him but no police officer allowed it. This was how Vincent was to suffer until Ferdinand decides on which day to kill him.Loud footsteps echoed down the footpath between cells. The officer stopped in front of Vincent's cell and turned to it.Vincent was lying like a half-dead man and found it difficult to even open his eyes.The officer snickered as he watched the horrible sight. He had no empathy nor sympathy towards Vincent as he spoke, "Be prepared. Tomorrow is the day you die."Vincent's cellmates looked at his body on the floor with pity in their eyes but didn't day to go near him. At least, not in front of the police.The officer wanted to say hurtful words to Vincent but couldn't find any that would make things worse as it appeared that nothing could be worse than what Vincent was already facing.He tu
"He what?!" Ferdinand's voice echoed throughout the police station. An officer just informed him of Vincent's escape."How the fuck did that happen?! How could a weak measly thing like Vincent escape this place on his own?!" Ferdinand yelled at the top of his voice, ready to grab whatever neck was close to him and squeeze the life out of it."Sir, he didn't escape on his own. We found out from some criminals after two hours of torture and interrogation that a masked man in a black tuxedo came to take him. The same man killed five officers." an officer explained to Ferdinand while trembling."Sir, we didn't mean to let this happen. We could have stopped the person if we knew who he was." the same officer begged with his head lowered in front of Ferdinand and hoping that Ferdinand wouldn't take a physical swing at him."How can a man! A single man with no help whatsoever! Easy kill five police officers?! How weak are you, people?! Are you all equally fools?!" Other officers shrank into
Vincent's face flushed with fury as his brows furrowed deeply. His eyes were ablaze with an intense, fiery glare, which seemed to pierce through anyone daring to cross his path. Vincent couldn't believe his ears. This has got to be some kind of a prank but why didn't Carlos deny Alex's words if it were?The words echoed inside Vincent's head repeatedly 'Ferdinand married your wife.'Vincent's jaw clenched tightly, causing the muscles to strain visibly, as he struggled to contain the boiling rage within. His fists balled up, knuckles turning white, itching to unleash their pent-up wrath upon something or someone. The veins on his temple pulsated in sync with the thumping heartbeat, a physical manifestation of his growing agitation. His nostrils flared with each heated breath, sending out a sense of impending danger that hung heavy in the air.Carlos didn't know if he should step away or make an attempt in calming Vincent down.Vincent turned his gaze to Alex one more time as his voi