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HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 117
Oliver Debaucher and Susan raced towards the van with Daimonte in their grasp. They could hear the sound of gunshots coming from the house. All the guards that were on the lawn seemed to have gone in to help out. This meant that Roman was in trouble. “Come on. We are almost there,” Susan said. Daimonte was about to pass out. He was too weak to keep up with them, and they were too exhausted to keep holding him—he weighed a lot. “Come on, Daimonte,” Oliver said as they approached the gate. “We are almost there. Don’t give up on us now.”Daimonte clenched his jaws and tried to carry himself. He could see the van now. They were almost there. Only a few more steps were needed. It took only a few moments for them to arrive at the van. Susan swung the back door open, and Oliver helped Daimonte into the van. When he was in, Susan stepped in and Oliver stared at them. “What about Roman?” She asked. Oliver reached into his black overall and brought it a FN 5’7 cocking it. “I’m going to g
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 118
EIGHT HOURS AGO. Lilian slumped on the couch completely exhausted. The party had been crazy, and she had been lucky to be there. She had a chance to speak with Roman, though she doubted it added to anything she already knew. Roman was hiding something from her. And she wondered why. When he spoke about Florence, he sounded so cautious. Who was Florence Weah? And why was Roman so protective of her? It increased her suspicion. Lilian wasn’t going to stop until she got to the bottom of it. She had tried stalking Florence one time and it had ended up with her being caught. Florence never confronted her ever since then, and she felt it was her luck. It was only now she realized there were other things Florence had to worry about that to talk to her. She was a busy woman and whatever she was going to do with their company, Lilian was scared. She was scared of how her father would react when he found out that their company was no longer under their control. They were mere passengers. Her
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 119
Lincoln Troyes stepped into the house with his luggage. It had been a long flight back home. He had returned from a business trip and was happy that he was home. He realized that he couldn’t stay away from home for too long. He had missed his daughter, and most importantly, he couldn’t leave the affairs of the company in the hands of someone like David. David reminded him of when Roman had been with him. There wasn’t much distance from him, and he was infuriated that he couldn’t get rid of him the same way he had done with Roman. Lilian wouldn’t forgive us if he tried to. “Daddy. You’re home earlier than expected.”Lincoln smiled as he stepped into the house. A maid hurried down the stairs coming towards Lincoln to take his luggage. Lincoln handed it over to her and she headed to the stairs immediately. “Well. I couldn’t stay away because I missed you so much.”Lilian giggled at that. She wasn’t sure that her father coming home now was a good idea. Everything was in a mess and he wo
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 120
The doors of the hospital swung open and Lincoln Troyes was rushed in by the paramedics. Besides his lifeless body was Lilian who was trying her best to keep up with the nurses but they had flocked to take over control from the paramedics who had played their part. It all felt like a dream to Lilian. Her father was in critical condition. He had slumped after she had told him about the company. Maybe she had been too plain with him. She should have told him the company was in limbo instead of being so direct with him. Lincoln had slumped from the shock and had passed out. He had cardiac arrest according to paramedics, and he had been rushed to the hospital. The door swung open and David came into the hospital. He scanned the busy hallway so Lilian couldn’t find her. She had left with the paramedics in the ambulance while he had used the car to come down here. It seemed surreal to him. He felt they should have kept the truth from Lincoln. He wouldn’t be in this condition if they ha
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 121
Lilian sat before the casket all dressed one black. It seemed like Deja vu. Just over a month ago, she had sat here to mourn the death of Timothy Belton, David’s uncle. And now it was her turn to mourn someone close to her—her father. It all came as a shock. It still felt like a dream as well to Lilian. She felt that she would wake up soon. This wasn’t how this was supposed to end. Her father wouldn’t die off leaving her here. There had to be something wrong about this. As Lilian gulped hard, she fought back the feeling of reality dawning on her. Her father was truly gone. His lifeless body lay in the casket before then as the priest said the prayers. It was all her fault. The news of the company not being under their control anymore had come as a shock to Lincoln. That was what triggered his heart attack, which ultimately led to his death. Lilian panicked as he was brought to the hospital, but she had expected everything to turn out well much later. She had expected it to be just a
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 122
“What are you doing here?” She asked. David, who was talking to some people, turned around and met Lilian. She seemed to be in a conversation with herself. Roman didn’t say anything apart from that. He only smiled at her which began to annoy Lilian. But deep down, she was glad that he was here. That is if he was really here. “What do you want, Roman?”Roman took a step closer until he was face to face with her. Lilian could feel her heart thumping hard against her chest. She couldn’t remember the last time she was this close to him. It was many years ago. But she could remember how he smelt. Roman placed his hand on her cheek and caressed it slowly. Lilian closed her eyes and savored his touch. She was glad that he was here. She couldn’t deny the fact anymore. Roman had been the first one to meet her father, Lincoln. He had stayed with them a while so he understood how she felt presently. His touch was soothing, and she wanted it to last a bit longer. “Lilian?” David’s voice soun
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 123
Roman watched as everybody dispersed from the cemetery. He had been watching Lilian give a speech about her father. It felt so emotional. It was hard to believe that Lincoln was dead. Roman was appalled by that. Though he hated him so much, he didn’t wish for Lincoln to die. Not until he had his revenge on him. This had turned from something gun to something tragic. He had a pair of black shades on which complemented the black suit he wore. He was here only because he felt he should be. The news had reached him as soon as he had returned from New Jersey. At first, he had thought that Ben was kidding with him until he had shown him the report. Lincoln had been labeled dead by the general hospital. He felt so bad for Lilian. The only pain she deserved was one from him. Lincoln had been so bad to him. He had fired him and also tricked his daughter into divorcing him. This was after he had made him go through hell at his house. From the day he had been married to Lilian until the day h
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 124
Viper Don was standing by the window with his hands behind him. He was thinking of his recent actions. With the death of Lincoln reaching him just a few hours ago, he was pleased by it. With Lincoln gone, he knew that nobody was going to stop him from getting the company. Florence now had a free ride to the CEO’s chair. The only person who could think of stopping them was Roman, but he knew that Roman was being cautious. He had barely shown his face ever since that night he had ruined him, and he felt that it was still affecting him up until now. With the seat of the CEO now in his control, Viper Don had to begin the next phase of his plan which was the artifacts. When he finally had the compass and map, he would be the most powerful man in New York, and nobody was going to stop him. Not even the cops. It was only a matter of time before he got his hands on it. He was working his men off making them search Jermaine’s residence twenty-four-seven hoping that they would finally stumble