Early the next morning, even before the birds started chirping, Aiden was up and ready for his travel. He waited in the dark for the telltale sound of his chopper. At exactly 7 am, he heard the sound of the blades beating against the wind. Aiden had packed an overnight bag because he planned to stay till the next day. He vowed to uncover everything and every mystery that shrouded his early years and his father's past.Aiden made his way to the top of his building, using the stairs discreetly placed in his walk-in closet. He shouldered the door leading to the roof opened and stepped iut. His bag slung over his shoulder.Eduard stood there with three of his men. The moment he sighted his boss, he made to collect Aiden's bag which he refused with a shake of his head.A pilot sat in the cockpit. "How long is this flight going to be?" Aiden asked Eduard. He had chosen to travel early to avoid any delays on the way."It will take 6 hours sir. We will also have to touch base every two hours
The following day, Aiden prepared to return to Canada and continue his hunt for the gang that took his parents from him.He had woken up at the crack of dawn full of vigour to start his manhunt. He had just finished packing his bags, his men already outside in the car, its engine on to keep it warm pending the time Aiden finishes with his father's friend.As Aiden's eyes skimmed round the room, his eyes landed on a small picture of his father and mother. His mother had been carry Aiden in her hands. Moving closer, Aiden inspected the picture. This was the first time he was seeing this picture as his grandfather didnt have it.He used a finger to trace their figure. Two of the most important people in his life reduced to nothing but memories frozen in photographs."That was during the time the mafia was after your father. He had come to me for a safe location which i had arranged for him. That was the last time i saw them. The next time i heard about them, it was news of their death. I
By day, Aiden was the Chairman of Revenmar groups, breaking barriers and making waves in every industry they had projects in. He attended meetings and travelled to visit dignitaries who shouwed prospects of becoming investors.By night, he wrecked terror upon mafia families. Being the considerate and kind man that he was, he spared the innocent wives and children. Before staging an attack, he had his men do a thorough research about the family they were to attack.The punishments metted out was dependent on the gravity of their offences. Aiden was the judge and executioner. He understood that no mafia family was good, not even his but there were crimes he couldbt tolerate like human trafficking, rape, drug trafficking and reckless murders. Hence the research before attacking.It got so remarkable that crime rates reduced not only in Canada but also in other parts of the world. No government could pinpoint how the crime rate kept reducing drastically. Fear of the Naitatu plagued the hea
It was nightfall. The air was still, the surrounding eerily quiet. The usual night sounds were absent as though they had a premonition of what was to happen. Aiden walked in long strides towards a rundown motel. He had gotten intel that one of the remainjng Black lagoon comander was currently in there with a woman. He had evaded capture for sk long that he had began to drop his guard.He had been sighted in one of the clubs, bragging loudly about how he was as slippery as fish, difficult to catch.Soon after, his story had changed to how he had fought off his opponent's in their hundreds with just a baseball bat. With each change in story, he bought a drink and guzzler it down. He felt he had been lucky and all the commanders of the Black Lagoon was dead. To him, that meant that only he had access to the wealth of the Black Lagoon. He was going to cart away their riches and relocate to a quiet island, if possible buy the island and fortify it against intruders.Across the bar, a lady
Then, the day they had been waiting for arrived. The head of the Black Lagoon syndicate was captured in Canada, drawn by the relentless attacks that had plagued his syndicate. As Aiden stood before him, his eyes ablaze with fury, he felt a cruel satisfaction in seeing the man who had taken his parents from him brought to justice.The room was dimly lit, the air thick with tension. The sound of rain tapping against the windows added an eerie rhythm to the atmosphere. Mishina Ren's eyes were cold and calculating, a stark contrast to the fire burning within Aiden's gaze.For years, Ren had eluded capture, always slipping through Aiden's fingers at the last moment. But tonight was different. Tonight, the odds were finally in Aiden's favor, and he was determined to make the most of it."Game over, Ren," Aiden's voice was laced with a lethal calmness. "You've caused enough pain. It's time to pay for your sins."Ren's lips curled into a chilling smile. "You're a persistent one, Aiden. But do
The following day, Aiden prepared to return to Canada and continue his hunt for the gang that took his parents from him.He had woken up at the crack of dawn full of vigour to start his manhunt. He had just finished packing his bags, his men already outside in the car, its engine on to keep it warm pending the time Aiden finishes with his father's friend.As Aiden's eyes skimmed round the room, his eyes landed on a small picture of his father and mother. His mother had been carry Aiden in her hands. Moving closer, Aiden inspected the picture. This was the first time he was seeing this picture as his grandfather didnt have it.He used a finger to trace their figure. Two of the most important people in his life reduced to nothing but memories frozen in photographs."That was during the time the mafia was after your father. He had come to me for a safe location which i had arranged for him. That was the last time i saw them. The next time i heard about them, it was news of their death. I
Aiden trudged down the sidewalk with heavy feet and a sour mood. He couldn't shake off the feeling of being trapped inside his office all day, and he longed for fresh air and sunlight.As he walked, Aiden noticed the sounds and sights around him - the honking of cars, the chatter of people, and the neon signs of shops and restaurants. But everything seemed dull and uninteresting to him. He couldn't muster any excitement for the city that he normally loved.Aiden arrived at his girlfriend's house, he met her at the front door discussing with other girls he waved at, and headed inside with a heavy sigh. She excused herself from the midst of her friend and approached Aiden with a warm smile collecting his black office bag, even though Aiden couldn't return the smile, she didn't seem to care– It wasn't like she didn't know what condition he was in but she wasn't the consoling type–"Hey baby, do you mind if I talked to you about something?""Huh?"Amby was a bit puzzled because the tone of
"What do you mean?" Aiden's voice was choked with desperation. "I had five thousand dollars in there just yesterday night!"The teller gave him a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry sir,"Aiden's eyes widened immediately, he had gone past what the teller was saying but was now trying to reconnect things. The teller couldn't be lying and that money was in his account just yesterday.Aiden's stomach twisted into knots. How could this happen? He had been so careful with his money, only withdrawing what he needed to survive. And so there was no way he would have mistakenly spent it.His mind was swaying towards one possibility but Aiden was trying to avoid coming to that conclusion.But it made no other sense otherwise.He took a deep breath and dialed Amby's number, his heart racing with anxiety and anger as he put the phone to his ear with shaking hands. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he waited for a few rings before she finally answered the phone"Hey, Aiden," Amby said, sounding