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HEIR from the STREET CHAPTER 69
THEY STAYED IN the air for close to an hour, Jon had no idea where they flew to or the route they took. But he was very satisfied with the sound of the engine. He drank his champagne slowly as he mulled over thoughts in his head. He tried to figure out what Maxim was up to and the part that that dumb Kim had to play in it. He knew Kim was nothing but a puppet in the grand scheme that Maxim had. He thought of texting Kim and asking to meet her, but he knew that it would arouse suspicion and possibly blow Lucas's cover and he did not want that. He still needs Lucas in that circle of his enemies. He needed the information that his stepbrother got from Maxim. "Penny for your thoughts?" Nicole's voice brought him out of his reverie and to the present.He smiled, "Even thousands of dollars can't buy my thought," He said. Nicole chuckled, "You just bought yourself an aeroplane. One of the biggest in the world… you should not let anything bother you except pride. You should be proud of yo
HEIR from the STREET CHAPTER 70
"HE DIDN'T LOOK so enthusiastic to be here," Kimberly said. "Lucas is always glum," Maxim said. "That was not it," Kim said, shifting closer to Maxim, "This was more. As you talked on the plan, he kept his gaze on me." "You are a very pretty lady, you should have gotten used to the stares." On closer relations, he realized that Kimberly Berkley was not a shallow person. She was a bit superficial at times but had something deeper to offer. She sometimes came up with good ideas and had smart opinions on some matters."It was not a lustful stare," Kim said, "I can't place a finger on it." She moved closer. Maxim pushed her off and said, "It's nothing. Lucas is down for this. He doesn't like Jon." "Okay, if you say so," Kim said. She sulked for the next 2 minutes until Maxim said, "Tell me the plan," She brightened up and replied, "I'll call Jon tomorrow and set up an impromptu meeting in his office.""And?" "He can't refuse because he's always had a soft spot for me." Kim continue
HEIR from the STREET CHAPTER 71
THE FLIGHT FROM New Jersey to Jew York took only 35 minutes. Jon was still half asleep from take off to touch down. But he was in a light mood after the talk with Lucas. Their private jet touched down and Stefan and Jon walked out and into the black limousine that was waiting for them. Stefan spoke in low tones to the Bluetooth earpiece inserted in his ear. He had been on the serious call since before they left New Jersey. The limousine drove slowly through the gates and out a back way into the parking lot and out into the main way. Jon looked out the window at New York City. This was his first time here. "Okay, I will talk with you later," Stefan said and ended his call. He sighed and reclined back into the soft leather of the car. "What was the call about?" Jon asked, "it sounded pretty serious." Stefan waved it aside, "Don't give it any worry. A certain senator is giving me a hard time." Jon's eyes popped, "You were on call with a senator?" Stefan chuckled and reached for a
HEIR from the STREET CHAPTER 72
"ARE YOU READY for today?" Maxim asked when Kimberly came into the kitchen. Kimberly yawned slightly and went to open the refrigerator, "Do I have a choice?" She asked, before slamming the door shut and opening the carton of milk that she had gotten out. Maxim sneered as he stirred the eggs in his frying pan, "You have a choice, Ms Berkley," Maxim said, "Although you made the right one." "Yeah, right," Kimberly said. She opened the carton and drank the milk, "What you're cooking smells good," She said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and dropping the carton on the counter. Maxim raised an eyebrow and muttered, "Everything is cook always smells nice," He turned off the stove and took the pan down. Kim rested on the counter and folded her arms, "Why are you staying in this place?" She asked, looking around. "What do you mean?" Maxim asked as he took out two plates and served the meals." "Even your office… and then the house too," She said, taking her seat and putting a
HEIR from the STREET CHAPTER 73
THE FOUR OF THEM – Stefan, Jon, Vincent and Jeffery – had breakfast together before leaving. Jon had changed from the ash-coloured suit that's had worn from New Jersey. Now, he wore the same colour as Stefan – Cream coloured. They looked impeccable together as they got into the limo. The four of them got into the long car and it drove out of the compound. "Liking the feel of New York yet?" Jeff asked as they merged with the road and got stuck in traffic. Jon shrugged, "Not really," Vincent chuckled and said, "It will grow on you, sir. Give it a few days." Jon looked out the window at the traffic moving slowly. Stefan followed Jon's gaze and looked out the window too. He scoffed slightly at the luxury cars that were stuck with them in traffic, "We all try to avoid the rush hour, so we stay back," Stefan said, "We want to give it an hour thereabouts, you know, to let everyone go to their jobs…" They looked at Stefan, trying to see where he was going with what he was saying. "So
HEIR from the STREET CHAPTER 74
"NOW, REMEMBER… YOU are not supposed to even know who I am," Maxim said to Kim as he sped on the highway, "Do you understand?" Kim was focused on applying some brown powder beneath her eyes. "Kimberly." Maxim snapped, " Are you listening to what I am saying?" "Uh, yeah. I am listening and I understand you," she shot Maxim a glance. He parked a few blocks away for her to step out of the car. "I'll be waiting for you at my office, head there when you're done," Maxim said before driving away. Kimberly was not stupid. She was vaguely aware that Maxim had no feelings for her, but she hoped that that would change when all this was over. An empty taxi was passing by. She waved it to a stop and entered it, "I am headed to the Stone's building," She said to the driver. "You mean Stone Avenue? That's where the tower is located," the driver said. So Jonathan has an area in New Jersey named after his family. Now, that is impressive, Kim thought to herself, "I am not familiar with this are
HEIR from the STREET CHAPTER 75
THE CLUB 69 was located in Broad Street, New York. It was a brick, discreet building that was set back from the rest of the street and surrounded by a thick wrought-iron fence. It was so invincible that one could pass by it without noticing and it was the most exclusive club in the world. The easiest way to become a member was to have a father who was a member and if one did not have that privilege, he can be brought in only by the recommendation of five members. Applications and proposals were only brought up twice in a year and only 2 people were accepted. It only took a slight scandal to be kicked out of the club for the rest of his life, because once a person is out, he could not be brought back in. Stefan's father, Edward Stone, was a pioneer and one of the founding members of the club. And whenever Stefan was in the city, he often dined in the club a couple of nights per week and spent most of his weekends there. The inside of the club's hall had been decorated by the world's
HEIR from the STREET CHAPTER 76
"SO JONATHAN HAS it," Maxim said thoughtfully as he swirled his whiskey in the glass cup he held, "But I should not be so surprised. it must run in the genes or something.""Has what?" Kimberly asked. Since that first time, she had refrained from the drinks in Maxim's office, "What do you mean?" Maxim walked back to his seat. His mind was still reeling since Kimberly came back from the Stone's tower 30 minutes ago. "Not everyone has it, you know," He said, still not answering her question, "Having it set him apart from the crowd of this business world." "Are you going to tell me what it is that you're talking about?" Kimberly asked sourly. "Instinct, Kimberly. Sixth sense. Luck. Call it whatever," Maxim replied, "But he has it. He knew you were coming and luckily escaped it." Kimberly did not look like she bought into what Maxim was saying. "And if he can just know how to harness it, it would save him from a lot of trouble," Maxim kept on saying. "Yeah, right," Kimberly muttered
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CHAPTER 138
"HOW ARE YOU feeling today?" Jon asked as they left the hospital. His hand was around Nicole's waist, supporting her as they walked out with her nurse in tow. "A lot better," Nicole smiled. "That room was starting to feel a little crampy." Jon chuckled. "There is a lot of space where you are going now." Nicole smiled. They got into the waiting limousine and Jon's driver pulled out of the parking lot. It had been a week since Maxim fled for Russia and things had been relatively quiet. There were no talks about assassins or attempted murders anymore. For Jon, the only annoying part was Antonio Orsatti, strutting around like a peacock. He had to do something about him. But what? He asked himself. "What are you thinking about?" Nicole's voice drew Jon back to the present. He shook his head. "Nothing, nothing. I'm excited you are coming home with me." Nicole gave him a knowing smile and said. "Maxim is behind us now."Jon coughed out a laugh. "Why said anything about Maxim?" He as
CHAPTER 137
JON DROVE TO the hospital parked, at the end of the lot and sat in the car, taking deep breaths and calming himself. He ran his hands over the steering wheel. There was a loud whine of an engine behind him. He turned to see a Porsche squeal into the parking lot some yards away from him. He turned to see Antonio get out of the car. He flipped a loose strand of his long hair behind his ear. He put on sunshades and then walked into the hospital. Jon was in awe of what Antonio was doing here. "What the fuck?" Jon muttered under his breath. "When did they even release him?" He asked himself. He wanted to follow Antonio and confront him about what he was doing here, but he decided to wait it out and see how it played out. He did not have to wait for long because, after a few minutes, he saw Antonio coming back out. Jon opened his car door and folded himself out. Antonio was taken aback for half a second when he saw Jon standing in the parking lot. He looked hesitant to approach Jon bu
CHAPTER 136
THE MANSION WAS lit up with sirens the following morning. A servant tapped on Jon's door to wake him up. He brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went down in his pajamas. Alex Brandon and Mirtovic stood in his grand foyer. He stepped out just at the same time as Vincent, who was a little more formally dressed than Jon. "Head director," Vincent nodded at Mitrovic, and then he turned to Brandon, "Head director," he nodded again. "To what do I owe this surprise?" Jon asked dryly. Lucas came out of his suite and eyed the men. If looks could kill, both Mitrovic and Alex would have dropped dead. "Have a seat and drinks maybe," Mitrovic said. Jon snorted and led them into the study room. Lucas poured out 5 glasses of Whiskey. Vincent declined his, "A little too early for alcohol. Don't you think?" Jon nodded in agreement. He collected the glass from Lucas but did not drink it. "What do you have to tell us?" Mitrovic took a drink from his cup before saying, "News just got to us.
CHAPTER 135
"YOU CAN GO in now, Mister Stone." Jon stood up and gave a small nod at the FBI agents who had spoken to him. He walked into the room to see Lucas seated. Lucas looked up and gave a smile that did not reach his eyes. "I told you something would happen," Lucas said when Jon came in. "They screwed it up, didn't they?" Jon nodded. He paced the small room and massaged his eye socket. "You should call Vincent," Lucas said. Jon stopped and looked at Lucas like he was about to argue. But then he nodded again, "I will. What were the charges against you? Why did they bring you in?"Lucas scoffed. "Did they need to have a reason?" He asked back. "I saw the way the Brandon guy looked at me that first time, he wanted to bring me in from there." Jon didn't have anything to say to that. So he sighed and said, "I am going to get you out of here." Lucas nodded as Jon left the room. He got back into his car and sped out of the parking lot. His mind was spinning as he drove into the mansion. H
CHAPTER 134
IT WAS ONE importance of having numerous contacts in every area of the world. One of his contacts had informed him of the incoming arrest. Maxim had been in the kitchen, making himself breakfast when he received a text from his contact saying that there was a big arrest of a Russian coming the next day, all the bosses in the head offices were riled up and prepared. That was all the heads up that Maxim needed. He tossed the eggs into the trash can and left the house without even parking a bag. Just his car key and the clothes on his body. He hopped into his G-wagon and drove gently – He didn't overspeed. Nothing to catch their attention – to the airport. He told his pilot to take a one way flight to Russia immediately but that was not possible. The pilot had told him that the fuel wouldn't carry them nonstop, so they had to make a stop in France to refuel, before making the last half of the journey. That sounded fine. He just wanted to be out of New Jersey when the FBI came knockin
CHAPTER 133
JON HAD A very short night. He woke up 3 hours after he closed his eyes, and his eyes remained open. After lying prone for a long time, he turned and glanced at the bedside clock. It was 6 a.m. "I might as well prepare for my flight back to New Jersey," He muttered as he threw the covers back and swung his leg over the edge of the bed. He grunted to his feet and went to the bathroom. He stepped into the cold shower to wake him up for the morning. After washing up, he headed downstairs where the maids were already setting the table. Vincent had told them last night that the big boss was going to leave very early the following morning, so they had to wake early to make sure he is well taken care of.Jon took a seat at the dining table and nodded as his meal was served. "Have one of you get my bags from my room upstairs," He said to a servant boy who nodded and headed up immediately to get the bag. Jon took a bite of his breakfast and then turned to another servant nearby, "Go knock o
CHAPTER 132
JON COULD NOT believe his ears. He stood on the port deck and watched the distance as Chambers approached their closest ship docked in the open sea. "Did you hear what I said, Master Stone?" Vincent asked. Jon nodded and said, "I just need some time to process the information." Vincent nodded and held his hand behind his back. He let Jon mull over the information in silence. After a few minutes, Jon asked, "Are they going in hot?" Vincent nodded, "Frok what he told me, They've got the FBI and Interpol with them. I don't see any way Maxim Ivanov would escape his arrest." "Lucas seems to think they'll screw it up somehow."Vincent gave a sad chuckle. "Your stepbrother has always had a pessimistic outlook. But I want you to see the bright side." Jon nodded, "By tomorrow, everything will be over. Maxim will be behind bars or facing trial snd my fiance will be safe again." Vincent nodded. "Yes. You should be glad."Jon was not sure how he was feeling. He still had a tugging at the b
CHAPTER 131
JON HAD BEEN flying constantly between New York and New Jersey over the last week. More guards had been stationed from Washington D.C. to his house and office. He had a fleet of 8 large vessels now and was finally going to speak with Miguel about the trading routes. He was just finishing a cup of coffee when Oliver popped into his office. "Sir, there's someone here to see you," He said. Jon raised an eyebrow, "Who is it?" Oliver cane in and closed the door gently behind him. He cleared his throat and said, "She said she's from the NBC news station. They want to run a story on you." Jon was surprised. "Me?" He asked. Oliver nodded. "Personally, I don't like the media. I can turn her away if you like. The desk downstairs held her." Jon swiveled on his chair and thought aboht it. Then he shook his head and said, "No. Let her up." Oliver nodded dutifully and walked out. Jon shook his head and smiled wryly. He picked up his telephone and called Lucas's office. He was answered wit
CHAPTER 130
IT WAS ALMOST a week since Jon went to see Mitrovic with the evidence. The past week has moved in a blur and it had been relatively calm. There was no assassination attempt, no faked accident. It was just a week of business, visiting Nicole, staying in constant communications with New York, and handling things in New Jersey.Jon was at the office when Oliver walked in, "I just secured another deal for a large vessel." "Hmm," Jon nodded. "That makes it the seventh.""Yes, sir.""How much did this one go for?" Jon asked. "Uh, 120 million dollars," "Is it worth it?" Jon asked. Oliver nodded. "Yes, yes. For sure." "Okay then," Jon rubbed his palms together. "Have it sailed and docked in New York. I will be headed there by the end of this week. I'll have the workers ready too." Oliver nodded. "We would need a sea line plotter," Jon paused and looked up, "What do you mean?" Oliver cleared his throat, "We'll, sir. They can't just be roaming the free waters like some pirates. They nee
