After the arrest of Ferdinand and José, Vincent went to his father in prison who had earlier on been transferred to a different prison from the first so he wouldn't have to deal with Ferdinand and José.Vincent told his father about how far he had gone with his plans against the Idris family and Devine couldn't help but stay silent and listen to all that his son had done."I'm proud of you, son. You have a fearless heart. Hold on tight to that courage of yours because you will need it for what lies ahead." Mr Devine said to Vincent."I'll come to bail you out soon after the court hearing on the Idris family case," Vincent promised his father."I look forward to it." Mr Devine replied and hugged his son one last time in prison.Four weeks later...The judge hit the gavel against his desk in an attempt to put everyone in order.The court went silent and the judge signalled for Ferdinand, who was in the witness box, to continue with what he was saying.So far, all that came from Ferdinand
"Kate. Can you tell the court and the judge the truth about that video? Were you tortured and forced to speak or did you confess everything on your own accord?" Mr Black asked Kate in front of everyone.José smirked, knowing that his sister would never admit it as real evidence. He relaxed his back on his seat and even looked in Vincent's direction."It's all true your honour." Kate fessed up to the crimes.José's smile was slapped off of his face as he got up and ran towards his sister. Just as he was about to attack Kate, a nearby officer pulled him back.Since José could not physically harm he resulted to shouting, "Traitor! You little bitch! You fell so hard in love with your kidnapper that you're willing to send your blood to jail?!"Ferdinand sat speechless on his seat and looked at Kate who then avoided eye contact with him. This betrayal hurt. Why did Kate expose them? And just like that? Was she in on it with Vincent all along?Ferdinand turned his head to look at Vincent. Vi
Ferdinand and José were placed in the same cell but Kate and Alma were placed in different ones as females.On the same night of the day they were found guilty, Ferdinand remained awake in the cell until midnight while José fell asleep at ten o'clock.The cell had no windows. Just three walls and the fourth wall being replaced by steel bars holding prisoners in.The entire place smelt like puke and dust. A feeling of death lurked about. A lot of things unseen to a normal citizen have happened in that prison which should not be mentioned at all.People who became prisoners there were treated exactly and even worse than the criminals they were. And most times, the level of suffering to be endured by the criminal depends on how high the crime committed.Ferdinand got up and restlessly walked about in the cell wondering to himself if this was how it was going to end for him."Will I be wasting my further years suffering in prison because of that chameleon of a man?" Ferdinand gritted his t
On the next morning, the news of Ferdinand's and José's mysterious disappearance from prison without a trace was the talk of the entire city and every news channel carried the news.Vincent's remote almost slipped out of his fingers while he listened to the news showing on his flat-screen TV."Vincent honey, what's the matter?" Tasha asked, appearing from the kitchen with two cups of coffee in her hands.Tasha sat next to Vincent and placed his cup of coffee on the glass table in front of him.She saw the shocked look on Vincent's face which slowly changed into a worried one."Vincent?" Tasha repeated his name.Tasha then turned to look at the TV and after reading the headlines, her heart seized.The cup in Tasha's hands slipped and shattered at her feet, pouring out hot coffee unto her foot. That was when she caught Vincent's attention.Tasha screamed and jumped up. Vincent put his arms around her and lifted her above the ground to avoid her getting injured with the broken ceramic cup
"Your brother escaped. Yes. But how does that mean I helped him? You told me to leave him there and that was exactly what I did. You watched me lock the cell after you walked out." Mr Alfredo Clayton told Ferdinand.Then how the hell did he manage to get out?" Ferdinand's tone lowered a little."How should I know? We left at the same time." Mr Alfredo sipped on his wine again.Ferdinand tightened his fists as if ready to throw a blow at the nearest person. He left the living room and entered his bedroom upstairs.Ferdinand paced left and right in his bedroom trying to figure it all out.Something told Ferdinand that Mr Alfredo had something to do with José's escape but where was the proof?Mr Alfredo had indeed left the prison with Ferdinand and he had come in alone. There was no one else.Unless of course, someone was hiding separately in the dark and waiting for them to leave.But if that was the case then who would have sent that person?Or did José escape on his own? That was a tho
One year later...Vincent paced back and forth in the hospital waiting room, anxiously awaiting news about his wife, Tasha, who was in labour. He had never felt so nervous in his life. He had read all the books and attended all the classes he could, but nothing could have prepared him for the emotional rollercoaster that he was experiencing right now."Why didn't she let me go in with her? Typical Tasha. She's always worried about others. This is no time to put me first! I'm her husband!" Vincent thought. The wait was killing him.Vincent recalled the excitement and anticipation that he and Tasha had felt when they found out that they were expecting their first child. After a year of their marriage, they finally had a baby. A baby that Vincent couldn't wait to hold.He wished he could take all the pains away and bear it for his wife.Tasha's piercing screams came out of the delivery room once again and Vincent's heart skipped a beat.They had spent months preparing for this moment, f
"Sir, there is someone here to see you." Vincent's secretary informed him while his head was buried in papers."Who is it?" Vincent asked, clearly busy with other things."It's the detective chief inspector." his secretary answered.Finally, Vincent looked up from his papers after hearing his secretary's answer, "let him in." he said, putting aside some of the papers."Yes, sir." the secretary left and in walked a man with a defeated expression on his face."May I seat?" he asked.Vincent glanced at him, scoffed and then continued with the papers on his desk.The man took it as a yes and made himself comfortable."Mr Johnson. You are dressed so casually today. I can also tell by the look on your face that you have come to deliver the news of one out of many of your failed attempts at finding the Idris brothers." Vincent commented."Sir, it's not like I am not trying hard enough. I and my men are doing the best we can with the little you offer.""Then try even harder!" Vincent slammed
Vincent returned home later in the evening with a different look from what he normally carries on his face."What's wrong?" Tasha asked, seeing him enter the living room.Vincent lazily sat down on the couch and sighed heavily while allowing his suitcase to slip out of his fingers.Tasha walked up to Vincent looking worried."Where's the baby?" Vincent asked Tasha."In the cradle sleeping. A maid is watching over her." Tasha answered.Vincent covers his face with his hat after relaxing his head on the couch."Why are you so down?" Tasha inquired, determined to know everything."I don't want you to worry too much. You have a baby to take care of while I'm away and these kinds of things aren't for you to worry about." Vincent explained, removing the cap and lifting his head to sit up properly.Tasha smiled, "It's about the Ferdinand and José problem isn't it? What did the detective say?" "You don't need to know that honey." Vincent waved Tasha's question away."Yes, I do. I am your wife