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Selena was sitting timidly on the couch when Roman returned. She was still feeling queasy about everything. The thought of being in a place where she had no idea of gave her that uneasy feeling. She was alone in the living room now, but she knew she was being watched. If Roman was a friend of her father, then she knew that there was something different about him. He wasn’t just an ordinary billionaire. There had to be a huge secret he was hiding. Selena had noticed this pattern in all rich men in New York City. There had to be something they were putting their hands in. Something dangerous and illegal. And innocent people like her father were paying for it every day with their lives. This wasn’t the first time she had heard of someone dying at the hands of a secret gang or cartel. It was well-known around the city. There were these groups that haunted the streets of New York day and night, trying to inflict damage on the people who lived there. Even the food at some point got tired o
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“Please tell me you placed a tracker on her,” Roman said to Ben as he stood behind the monitor screen. Ben was silently searching through the monitor screen. Roman was getting worried already. Selena had done the stupidest thing ever. She had left the house and gone on to fend for herself. Didn’t she know that she was being looked for? If Jermaine was trying to protect, it meant that the cartel was after her. Why would she do something as stupid as leaving the only place that guaranteed her safety? Roman couldn’t understand her. A new screen popped up. It was information about Selena. Roman stepped closer to the monitor and read it. Selena was twenty-five and was in school to get her Ph.D. Roman was surprised by this. She had a good academic background, and she was smart. She would be a great addition to the team, but it seemed she didn’t want to be a part of anything that was going on here. Roman guessed she wasn’t a fan of his. “She has a pretty good background, you know?” Ben co
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Selena Rhoades sighed as she stood on the porch of her house. Behind her was the yellow tape which cautioned people from stepping into the crime scene. Selena felt a churn in her stomach as she looked at the house. Just over twenty-four hours ago, her father had come home telling her to leave. She had known that her father was affiliated with bad men. She was aware of the crimes he had committed with the cartel just so they could live better lives. But Selena never asked for that. She never wanted this. All she wanted was someone who would understand her. Her father was the last person on earth whom she understood and could talk to about anything. Left with no friends and family left, Selena could feel the cold hands of loneliness grip her. She clenched her teeth together and stepped into the house. In the living room where they had argued last night was a chalk drawing of where his corpse had been found lying. Selena could feel her teeth grit in fury. This wasn’t fair. If her fathe
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 45
Roman Lacroix sat in a black Audi as he watched the college students walk past him. He was looking for some in particular. Selena Rhoades. Though she didn’t want him around, Roman couldn’t help but think that she needed his help. She didn’t realize it yet, but it was true. He was trying to help her out, but she couldn’t see that. That wasn’t going to stop him. He had made a promise to her father, Jermaine, to make sure that she was safe, especially from the cartel members that were trying to get her. They knew she was hiding something, and she would be crucial to their plans of acquiring it. Roman had done the math himself. The results were morbid and dangerous. He couldn’t sit back and watch The Viper Don takeover Brooklyn or New York as a whole. There were a whole lot of opportunities waiting for him, and he couldn’t let this cartel ruin those opportunities for him. Roman was dressed in a black suit and he had a pair of black shades on which sealed his eyes from the bright sunset.
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“Roman?” Selena called as his hands left her mouth. “Yes. It’s me,” Roman said looking around. He was lucky to have arrived in time. As he watched Selena step out of the bus, he noticed two men who had been following her. It didn’t take him long to realize that the men were working for the cartel. He had immediately positioned himself in the alley and waited for her, hoping that the men wouldn’t get to her before him. Selena couldn’t believe that she would be relieved to see Roman. He had saved her from being abducted. She now felt guilty for doubting him and telling him to leave him alone. It was good that someone was watching her back even if she didn’t want that. “Don’t worry, you're safe now,” he assured her. Selena nodded at that. Her heartbeat had returned to normal and she was finally feeling herself once more. She couldn’t be more thankful for that. “Come on, let’s get you home,” Roman said, grabbing her hand. As they headed out the alley, five men converged at the en
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 47
“What?” The Viper Don asked, slamming his fist on the table. The man who was standing before him now was aching in pain. He was one of the guards who had just been beaten up by Roman Lacroix. After Roman left with Selena, he hurried Jack to let the boss know about this. “She escaped, sir,” the man said with fear in his voice. The Viper Don was infuriated by that. How could that have been possible? He had sent five men after hee which he was certain would be enough to get Selena. She was crucial in finding the artifacts that her father had stolen from him. Without her, the artifacts would be gone forever. “How could she have evaded five men?” He questioned. “Sir. She had help from someone. A man,” the man continued. The Viper Don raised an eyebrow at that. How could he help her? It could be someone who was after the artifacts too. The Viper Don wondered who would be after the artifacts. If they were people looking for his artifacts too then he had to kill them before they had the
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 48
Three black vans pulled over at the house of Jermaine. A black-tinted Cadillac followed shortly after. The vans opened up and armed men stepped out of the vehicles heading towards the yellow tape that sealed off the area. It was night now and everywhere was calm. The sudden erratic movements of the men would have caught a few eyes by now but it was late at night. One of the men stepped out from the front of the van. He had short blonde hair and was wearing a bulletproof vest with an AR in his hand. As the Cadillac pulled over beside the last van, the man walked towards it. A guard dressed in a black suit stepped out of the front seat and opened the door. The man with the AR walked towards the car. He stopped by the window not wanting to meet the figure at the backseat. “Jean Brogman, is that right?” Viper Don’s voice sounded. “Yes sir,” the man replied, nodding. “I’m hoping your men know exactly what to do,”Jean nodded once more. “Yes sir.”“Then get to work and find me those a
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 49
Roman Lacroix and Lydia Ryhs stepped out of the Lamborghini and looked at the building before them. They were both staring at an automobile company. Roman was surprised when he received a proposal from the company to inspect it for a possible investment deal. It turned out that Lydia had been working on this while she had been away. Roman had almost doubted her and her abilities. But yet again, she had surprised him. “Here it is,” Lydia said to him. “Helix Automobiles.”Roman nodded at that. “What are we waiting for?” He asked, walking towards it. Lydia chuckled and went after him. They walked into the building, and surprisingly, they were welcomed by the whole company’s staff who greeted them. After that, they all dispersed and one of them, a man feeder smartly in a purple suit walked up to them. “Hello, welcome to Helix Automobiles. I’ll be your guide for the day,” the man introduced. Roman turned to Lydia who nodded at him. “Fine. So where do we start?” Roman asked. The man
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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
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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
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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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CHAPTER 196
“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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CHAPTER 195
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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CHAPTER 194
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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CHAPTER 193
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
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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
