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“You can’t be serious,” Lydia said. Ben was still trying to grasp what had just happened. He had put the pieces together easily. Roman’s car was parked haphazardly by the roadside. It meant that he had been in a rush. Maybe he had been held at gunpoint or he had been trying to run from a shootout. It would only explain why the door was left open, and why the battery had died. And then, there was blood on the pavement. Maybe it wasn’t his. Maybe it was from one of the thugs that had tried to end him. But either way, someone had been killed, and he feared that it was Roman. Roman hadn’t been armed last night, and he wouldn’t just kill recklessly. There had to be something that occurred. Plus there was also a body missing. The dumpster and its surroundings were stained with blood. It meant that someone had taken it from there. Ben wasn’t sure it was Roman’s. But if it wasn’t, then where was he? Why wasn’t he picking up his calls? And why didn’t he come home?Ben was in a dilemma. S
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 132
Donald tried the line one more time and he was told the same thing by the machine; the number had been disconnected. As he stood by the sunlit window of his study room, he tried hard to digest what was happening to him. The number he had been trying to call was Florence. It seemed now that she was no more interested in working with him which hurt a lot. Why would Florence disconnect her line and where was she? Why would she choose to ignore him? In her defense, she had every right to hate him. He had manipulated her multiple times into helping him against her wishes. He had made her into an object since she was eighteen. This was because she was the smartest girl he knew. His daughter had inherited her mother’s brains so he couldn’t just let her waste it. He had decided to use it to his advantage and also mold her in his image. This was to make sure that she took over the cartel when he couldn’t go any longer. But that didn’t seem possible now, because she was goneWithout Flore
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 133
Troyes Incorporated was in a mess currently, but that was concealed tonight by a lavish party rumored to have been organized by the new CEO. After the death of Lincoln Troyes, the company had been in limbo because there had been no leader to control the company. But that was going to him tonight. Why? There was a new CEO that was going to be announced and everyone was eager to know who it was. Well, everyone but Lilian and David Troyes. As their Cadillac arrived at the party, Lilian felt she should have stayed home instead. She wasn’t ready to be back in public. Her mind was still trying to grasp the reality that had hit her a few moments ago. Her father’s death had hit her hard, and she was still trying to recover from the shock. Her husband, David, had always been with her trying to make sure that she got everything she needed. But that didn’t matter to her. The only thing she wanted was for her father to be alive. But that was a wish she couldn’t be grantedShe would have to liv
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 134
The sound of the gunshots echoed in the darkness. That was all that he could feel. It was cold and dark, and there was no way to escape. He was stuck. The feeling was morbid and surreal, but he had watched it happen because it had happened to him. He was scampering around in the dark abyss looking for a way out—for a light in the tunnel but there was none. This was it. This was the end. But could it be? After everything? It had come to an abrupt end. An end he felt was undeserving for all the hard work he had put in. This couldn't be the end of his story. He tried his best to scream at the top of his voice but no words came out. It felt like a lump was stuck in his throat which prevented him from screaming at the top of his voice. His reality was that he was stuck. But for how long? A few weeks? Years? Or even forever? He dreaded the last thought. There was no way he was going to let this happen to him. He had to find a way out as soon as possible. And then, there was the light t
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 135
Eric tapped his chin as he watched the news from his couch. It was showing the party of Troyes Inc. when Eric saw the video of Donald Weah coming up as the new CEO of Troyes Inc. He couldn’t help but think that something was off. There was something wrong with Troyes Inc. It was barely weeks after Lincoln Troyes had died, and he had been expecting David Troyes, his son-in-law to step up as the new CEO. Eric was certain that was what everybody had pictured as well. So who was this man? And why was he the new CEO? Did David step down for him? Eric doubted that. He rose from the couch and headed into the kitchen with two empty bottles of beer. When he dumped them in the trash can, he reached for the telephone that was by the wall and dialed Adam’s number. The phone rang for a while before Adam picked up. “What is it?”Eric walked back into the living room with a torn wireless receiver. “Are you seeing this?” He asked as he stood before his television screen. There was silence for a
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 136
“But that can’t be possible, can it?” Adam asked before munching his burger. Eric shrugged his shoulders as he drank his cappuccino. They had stayed up all night to work on the case especially now that they had figured out that Viper Don was Donald Weah. They had looked up on Donald Weah and Eric wasn’t surprised when he was shown a couple of things about Donald Weah’s demise. It turned out that he had a daughter, Florence Weah who owned a share in Troyes Inc. which made everything make sense after that. Donald Weah had been claimed dead many years ago after his wife had died. That was why Viper Don didn’t have a face. It was because his prints and face had been erased from the database after he was found to be dead. That was why nobody could trace him. After Timothy Belton’s death, Eric realized that it could have been Viper Don’s plan to get rid of him to move up the rankings on the board. The company had been with him from the start. But he was the only one who knew about it. A
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 137
Roman opened his eyes once more and stared at his surroundings. He sighed as he realized that he was still in Florence’s room. When he had first woken up, he thought that it had all been a dream and that he would eventually wake up in his office or his bedroom. But that wasn’t true now. The prospect of getting shot was traumatizing. It seems Viper Don was out to make his life miserable. After getting his spike broken by his men, he attempted to take his life. That was all that he needed. Roman knew that with him out of the picture, Viper Don would have easy access to the artefacts and Selena as well. That had been the plan all along. Roman tried to sit up, but the pain in his chest stung a lot. He sighed and decided to lie back down. It was happening all over again. Just like the time had his back broken. He had been immobile for weeks until he had been nursed back to health by Lydia and Ben. Roman had hated that feeling of always having to depend on others for survival. And it wa
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 138
Roman was now seated on the couch. He was watching a television program. It had been a long time since he had seen the television. Being connected from the outside would have its advantages and also its disadvantages. Besides him sat Florence who looked to be engrossed in the program. It was a telenovela program and it caught Florence's mind. It had been a week since he had been able to walk on his two feet. He was getting better, but better wasn’t enough. He needed to be back to his best once more, but he feared that would be a long time. There were still bandages on his chest which meant that the wound wasn’t fully healed. He couldn’t stress himself in fear that the stitches may be undone, and that would mean going back to square one all over again. As his eyes fell on Florence, he wondered how he would tell her that he was going to murder her dad. She was the person who had saved his life, and he still wondered why she had chosen to do that. She had every right to put a bullet
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(EPILOGUE)Roman stepped back into the house and he found a figure sitting on the couch waiting for him. He clenched his jaws as he walked into the room. He was eager to see who had interrupted his grieving session. He had been to let all the pain out. The guilt he felt for watching his mother die and also not being there for his parents while they were alone hit him hard. He just needed that space but he wasn’t going to get that now. As he came closer, the figure sat at the couch with a tea cup in their hand. Roman squinted his eyes as he tried to recognize who it was. The figure finally turned around and faced Roman. Roman was immediately shocked by what he saw. “Nuo?” He called in surprise. Nuo Feng, who was dressed in her customary robes, rose from the couch and smiled at him. Roman was in disbelief. The last time had seen her was when he had visited Shanghai. That was because he had been hurt badly in a confrontation with Viper Don’s men which had left him paralyzed. But
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“There you go,” Ben said, handing him a bouquet. Roman gave him a weak smile and got the bouquet of yellow roses from him. “Thank you, Ben.”Ben nodded. “If you need anything. Just call me.”Roman nodded and Ben turned around leaving him. He was now alone in the graveyard of his parents all dressed in a black suit. With the bouquet in his hands, he stepped forward and stood before the headstone of both his parents. With a smile, he picked out one of the yellow roses and placed it on his mother’s grave.“Hello, mum. I’m back,” he said with a smile. He moved to the next headstone and dropped another flower on it. This was his father’s. Roman clenched his jaws as he stared at his father’s headstone. He could feel the guilt consume him as he looked at it. It was hard for him because he couldn’t remember what his father looked like, nor did he have any memory of who his father was. The only reason he remembered him was the pictures in their old house, and the video of him leaving th
CHAPTER 198
Roman stretched on the bed as he woke up before opening his eyes. He looked around and realized that the morning sunlight had washed into the room, illuminating the bed on which he lay. Last night was amazing. After winning the award for the entrepreneur of the year, he had come back to the suite with Florence where they had sex. Just as she was about to climax, she said the magic words. I love you. Roman didn’t know what to say back then, but he felt he had an obligation to say what he felt about yet too. And he was going to tell her when they had breakfast. He turned to the other side of the bed to meet her only to find it empty. This startled him. He rose from the bed and looked around the room. There was no trace left of her being her last night. That was awkward for him. Roman rose from the bed stark naked and walked towards the bathroom. He opened the door and stepped into it. He found water droplets on the floor which meant that she had been here awhile ago. He reached
CHAPTER 197
Roman Lacroix opened the door of his suite and stepped inside. On the other hand was his award which he couldn’t quite wrap his head around how he had won it. He had been stunned when his name was mentioned. After making a speech, he received the award which made him feel better. That was two awards he had won now, but who was counting? He wondered if the universe was finally paying him back from all the torture he had undergone at the hands of Viper Don. But that didn’t matter much to him. If that was the case, then he would gladly accept it. The door of the suite was closed and he turned around to see Florence coming in with her purse in her hand. She still looked amazing, and he was surprised that he hadn’t noticed that until now. She was amazing in her black dress which exposed her cleavage. Roman found it hard to look away. Florence noticed Roman looking at her and she couldn’t help but smirk. They had decided to spend the night in suits and travel back to New York the
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“Roman! You won’t believe this!” Ben said as he closed the door. Roman who was sitting on the couch with a glass of scotch in his hand turned to Ben who had an envelope in his hand. He wondered what he could do there. “What is it?” Roman asked. “I think it is for you,” Ben replied, handing over the envelope to him. Roman, confused, got the envelope and immediately tore the seal. He reached into the envelope and brought out a letter from it. After reading for a few moments, he was left in awe. Ben noticed the change in Roman’s facial expression which made him more curious about what could be in the letter. “What is it?” Roman read the letter one more time before turning to him. “It’s an invitation,” he said. “To where?” Ben asked. Roman turned back to the letter. “It says here, Dear Roman Lacroix, amazed by the works you have carried out in your hometown, Brooklyn. We are delighted to invite you to the prestigious annual Entrepreneur Awards night. We will b
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Roman walked through the hallway of the precinct as he headed towards the other entrance. He had contemplated this for days, and he had finally come to a decision—he was going to get the key to the city. He deserved it. Oliver had made him realize this. After saving his life on multiple occasions, he realized that there were a lot of things that he had done that went unnoticed. He had been able to take three powerful men down with Viper Don being the strongest. It hadn’t been easy, but he had done it. The last mission made him feel that he could do anything if he put his mind to it. Saving Susan from the mighty drug lord, Frederic El Mataso, made him realize that there was more to his capabilities than he knew. Eric and Adam were waiting nervously just as the mayor went to the podium to give a speech. They were still inside the building waiting to be summoned. It was a big day for them, but that didn’t stop Eric from wearing his trademark black leather jacket. Adam on the other ha
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Brooklyn, New York. 6:45 AM.“Well, that was fun,” Oliver said as they stepped off the jet. They were greeted by the morning’s golden light which washed upon them as they walked out of the hanger. Oliver still had the black duffel bag in his hand but it didn’t contain ammunition anymore. It was money. A whole lot of it. They had cashed out on all their artifacts last night and made their way with the excess of it. Roman was calm as he walked out of the hangar. He was dressed in a new black suit and his hair was combed neatly. He looked all refreshed. Last night was hilarious, and it was hard to believe that it had happened.They had made their way with one of the most expensive jewels ever, and all Roman did was blackmail him. They couldn’t say that Frederic El Mataso wouldn’t come after them but who cared? They had hit the jackpot again. Roman had the ring in his hand and he stared at it as he made his way towards the crew. At a distance, a black Cadillac was heading towards them
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Frederic El Mataso wasn’t fazed by the sight of the guns being pointed at him. He had been through much more than that. What he was worried about was the men at the table with him who were already terrified at the sight of the men. “If you don’t want to end up like the guards there, I strongly suggest you all leave,” Roman ordered. The men looked at each other before running out of the room. The door shut behind them and they were left alone in the room with Susan and Frederic. Susan rose to her feet and went immediately to Oliver, pulling him into a hug. Roman, on the other hand, lowered his gun and walked to the poker table, sitting on the other end of it. He had one of his guns pointed at Frederic who still didn’t seem fazed by this. “I know who you are,” Frederic said. “You’re the famous Roman Lacroix.”Roman smiled at that. Sometimes, he forgot that he was known throughout the country. First, it was the Russian mafia leader, now it was El Mataso. He was making a name for him
CHAPTER 192
“Bring her in here,” Frederic El Mataso ordered. The door opened and Susan was dragged into the room. Her hair was ruffled and her face was drenched in sweat. She had just spent the whole day in the basement and now she was about to be given a death sentence. The room had a poker table with men seated around it, Frederic included. Frederic El Mataso was a plump man with a weird mustache and heavy eyebrows. He was dressed in a black suit with his bloated stomach trying its best to stay in the white undershirt he wore. There was only one thing that caught Susan’s eye. It was his ring. The ring was glowing as he rubbed his chin with a grin on his face. “Bring her closer,” he ordered. The guard dragged her on the floor as he brought her to him. Susan was kneeling before Frederic now who was still rubbing his chin as he stared down at her. “You piece of shit! You think you’re going to get away with this?” She yelled. “She’s a feisty one,” he said to the men at the table who chuckle
