Aiden laughed coldly causing Amby's body hair to stand on end. "You dare threaten me, Amby? You? Interesting".What is your end game you bitch? Money? A connection? Do you want to die?These thoughts raced in his head but he still maintain his composure. "What do you want with me, Amby? For all I know, you are spewing lies.""Don't play dumb with me Aiden. You know damn well what I am talking about. You are a fake. What did you do to the poor man's son? Did you kill him? Blackmail the family to take yiu in? Tell them some stupid sob story about how you were almost beaten to death and how your grandma was killed? You are a bad luck, Aiden. And now that you've struck gold you dare to forget me? Me who struggled with you? I was the one that bore your flimsy excuses of not having money, having to feel inferior to my friends." Amby said, her face contorted in rage, chest heaving."How dare you? How dare you mention my grandmother, you conniving bitch. You stole from me and now you think yo
Aiden and Jeanne returned to the office and Jeanne scurried to her office to attend to some pending messages that she had missed during their tryst. Aiden had received a message from his father' PA concerning an urgent meeting with the Chairman. Any meeting with the Chairman was urgent. He came back to the office to clear up and take some documents to peruse at home. While in his office, Hector walked in carrying a black box. "This was dropped off by a dispatch rider. It's for you. I've also checked. It's jewellery although I wonder why someone will send a guy jewellery. Aiden reached out to collect the box and lifted the lid. The jellewry sparkled, it was a flower-shaped brooch. There was no message attached to the box and Aiden was becoming wary. In that moment, Jeanne knocked on the slightly ajar door and stepped in. "Sir, the board of directors sent feedback concerning the project we submitted-" she stopped midway. Aiden looked up to see why she stopped talking and he saw her e
Aiden arrived at The Tableau with 15 minutes to spare. He was pleased with himself as he had driven like he was on a chase. He considered himself lucky that he didn't get pulled over by the cops. Also, it would have been disrespectful for the Chairman to get there before he did. So he waited. He pondered on whether to tell the Chairman about what teanspired at the office or he should keep it to himself and allow his guys to fish the people responsible out.The door of the building opened and the Chairman walked in laughing with two men, one obviously older and larger and the other one a young man. Aiden realised who they were and his good feeling about seeing the Chairman vanished. The two additions were his uncle and cousin.Aiden rose to his feet in respect. "Father, it's so nice to see you and an honour that you would call me out to dinner" , Aiden said taking the Chairman's hands and bowing deeply which made the Chairman smile. After greeting him, Aiden turned to his uncle and bo
It was as though that text was haunting him. The first thing he could deduce was that this threat was outside of his gang operations. For that he felt a mild relief but remembering that this was still a threat regardless, to him and his family angered him."I got the same letter today, sir. It was hidden in a jewellery box. This person or people sent a chrysanthemums brooch as a symbol of death. I have sent the contents of the box to a lab to be dusted for prints and fingerprints tracked. Also, we will track the sales journey of the jewellery. I wanted to here back from the lab before moving forward."The Chairman kept nodding his head throughout Aiden's speech, his face devoid of emotions. It had always been hard to get a reaction out of Revenmar but Aiden knew well enough that the man was irked. The Chairman knew of an organization who's secret operation was The Chrysanthemums Operation- The death. At every murder or induced accident scene, they left the flower as a symbol that the
In their hideout, Aiden's men gathered round a long rectangular table. Here the floor plan for the club was splayed out with the underground tunnels interlinking highlighted in red. From the plan, the tunnels ran under several business houses and the major tunnels led underneath a textile packaging company. Mingli had been put on guard duty by applying to work at the factory so he could root out the people that worked for Black Lagoon.Eduard had sent a couple of his men down the basement of the club and there they found a completely different living space as compared to above griund. The basement looked like a living quarters with partitions to create several smaller rooms. At the far end of the room were stacks of wooden crates containing ammunition, some were empty and broken. Apparently during the fight Aiden had with the goons, the basement had been raided and some of the valuables moved using the tunnels. His men had also seen holding cells where those bastards had kept their gi
In another part of the world, the Black Lagoon was set to fight another territory war.It was dark and cold in the back alleys of Venezuela as the formidable Nightshade gang prepared for a battle with their rivals, the ruthless Black Lagoon gang. Tensions had been brewing for weeks as both sides were fighting for dominance over the district's illegal gambling and drug trafficking operations. The air was thick with the stench of garbage and the faint sound of footsteps echoed through the narrow passageways, as members of the Nightshade gang, draped in black leather jackets and brandishing their classic Tommy Guns, made their way to their designated area.Their leader, Tony, was a true epitome of the mafioso; tall, dark, and imposing, with deep-set eyes, a chiseled jawline, and a thick Italian accent. It was clear he meant business and that he would not back down against the Lagoon. He surveyed his troops, sizing them up, ensuring all the assigned positions were in place and everyone ha
In the heart of the city, where darkness consumed the alleys, stood the Naitatu gang's hideout—a derelict warehouse covered in graffiti and hidden from the world's prying eyes. Chen, Hendrick, Hector, Kyungja, Nicki, and the other members were gathered there that night, laughing and making plans for their territory war and also undergoing rigorous trainings. Little did they know that their haven would soon turn into a battleground.As the clock struck midnight, a lone figure staggered into the dimly lit warehouse. Blood dripped from his wounds, leaving a macabre trail behind him. It was one of their own, but he could hardly be recognized in his battered state. He gasped for breath, desperately trying to convey a warning before collapsing to the floor, unconscious.Chen, the second-in-command, rushed to his side. "Get a medic! Quickly!" he barked, his voice laced with concern. Panic spread like wildfire as the gang members realized the gravity of the situation. They were under attack,
Two days earlierAiden watched as Hector walked towards their table, carrying two shot glasses leading a bevvy of ladies, each with expensive wine bottles. "Boss! The manager was very benevolent. He heard who was visiting his blog, and he decided to entertain us with these beautiful ladies!" When he saw Aiden's expression of disapproval, he amended,"I did my research. These ladies work here voluntarily. The pay is very fair also. They get the worth of their work, not a penny less."Aiden visibly relaxed. He could say he believed strongly in the fair treatment of women. Also, every woman deserved respect regardless. He had eyes on two ladies. They were draped in skin-tight, neutral, coloured dresses that accentuated their body figure. The colours did well to complement their skin, and even under the dim light of the club, they looked ravishingly beautiful. He made a mental note to tip them and also the manager for his careful selection. Nodding his approval to Hector, who then usher