Lecter approached the four walls of Morris’s house for one thing and one thing only: to get the truth, regardless of the cost. It didn’t matter to him the means he’d have to go through, he just had to know or he felt like he’d go insane soon enough. It kept him up at night each time reminding him that his father hadn’t truly been appeased and his murder would remain an unfortunate event. He couldn’t tolerate that, he wasn’t sure his father would, either.So that was the reason he was here with his men, right in front of Morris’s home, ringing the door bell. His insomnia and nightmares had gotten to him and there was a rage that was slowly building. A maid opened the door, eyes widened on seeing him, “Hello, sir,” She said softly but he didn’t miss the cautious look in her eyes, as if she was on guard against a predator. “I came to see Morris, tell him that I am here.” Lecter said in a cold time. It didn’t matter to me how cold he sounded. Nothing these days to him mattered at a
**some days later** The phone rang. "Hello!" Lecter picked up his phone, "Who is this?" “It's me, the PI. I have gotten a lot of information on the company run by Morris. How do I get them to you?" The investigator asked. “That's a silly question. How have you been giving me information all this while? Place copies of what you have in the trash box," Lecter said and the PI muttered incoherent things after a silence. "If it's your payment that you are worried about, be rest assured, if the information you got is as good as I think, you will get more." Lecter ended the call afterwards. - There was a knock on Lecter's office door. "Come in." He said. A man with an all-black outfit and a hoodie covering his head entered. It was the private investigator. Lecter frowned. "I thought to deliver these myself sir," the PI said. “Do you not know that you probably bring more attention to yourself because of what you're wearing?" Lecter asked him sarcastically. The PI just smirked
Chapter 22. Morris was moved from the investigation room to his cell. "That's not enough. He can't just get a normal cell; he must suffer for all he has done." Lecter said to the captain as Morris was being taken away. “Mr. James, let us do our jobs, okay? The only way he will get punished now is if the Judge deems it so. For now, all you can do is gather your evidence and make them good. " The captain told him. "Feel free to talk to any of my Detectives, especially Bruce, he is the head Detective. I have a meeting, so I'll be out of here very soon." He said and walked away. ***Detective Bruce sat at his desk, staring at the phone before him. A call from a commissioner from a higher precinct entered his phone. He wondered why such a high-power politician was calling him. “Hello, sir." Detective Bruce asked politely, trying his best to maintain a structure because of the level of positions. “Bruce. I heard you arrested Morris Thorn, right?" The commissioner, Morris's ally, as
Chapter 23 Dinner had quickly taken a turn as Lecter refused all of Morris' meals. Coincidentally, Venita had to miss the dinner to seal a deal with a fashion company which couldn't wait. Morris, on the other hand had just said something utterly provocative to Lecter.“What are you talking about?” He spat at Morris who stared at him, no remorse on his pale stricken face. “Kent did a good job hiding the truth from you but now he’s dead and I’ve been caught so there’s no reason to hold the truth from you anymore.” “What truth are you talking about, you despicable low-life?” Morris cackled, resembling a man who’s sanity had been stripped from him, “I may be a despicable low-life or a murderer. But your father isn’t that far off.” He grinned, “Your father was the one who took away from you the privilege of having a mother, not me.” Lecter felt as though he would soon implode. He wrinkled his forehead, trying to push away the migraine that was soon followed. Enraged, he dashed towar
"Why do we have to meet them yet?" Lecter questioned. "We'll be getting married soon. My dad knows who you are and he respects you. You would be meeting my stepmom and step-sister too..." Anna shuddered lightly. "They are complicated people, those ones," Anna said to him and faked a smile. Lecter immediately read her mood and became sober on the spot. “okay. Let's do this." Lecter stopped pacing. He sat down beside Anna, and she rested her head on his shoulder. “thank you baby. I know that tomorrow, you're going to blow them away. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I will not let anyone take you away." Anna hugged him “could they possibly manage?" Lecter asked and she laughed, pulling away from him. "So, I'm going home to set a good ground for you. I will text you when I'm home." Anna kissed Lecter on the lips, carried her bag, and left. *** “Mom, Mia, I'm home," Anna announced upon arrival. Her step mother and sister came to gloat. “Hey, Anna. It's so
“Must we do that?" Anna asked, exhaustion trailing on her face. “Yes, yes, we must. Your crazy stepmother must see how big and rich we are so that we can rub it in her face. " Lecter said. “Yeah, I want to see her face looking like shit. I hate her so much." Anna said after thinking for a moment. "You know what? I'm on board. Let's go and make her cry." For several weeks, Anna planned the most elaborate wedding party ever. It had a lot of allure; a well-recognized musician would attend, and she hosted the party at the most prestigious place. She put the wedding online; a website was even created for it. "Did you get the invite for Anna's wedding?" Mia asked her mother Her mother answered. "Yes, yes. Lecter put a bunch of lies in it; I have no idea who they are trying to show off. He must have had to suck off an old woman's cunt for that to happen." She laughed. “I wish he had sucked me off instead. I would have paid for it. " Mia joked. “Ugh, you're disgusting. Don't say dumb
Chapter 26. Venita, Lecter's ex-wife, watched with envy and determination as highlights of Lecter's extravagant wedding flashed across the television screen. She wondered where all his money came from and how the woman he was dating made him spend it. Jealousy and rage filled her. “Where was all this vast amount of money he was spending when we were together? " She asked herself. Venita knows Lecter had money, and he spent it on her back then, but not to this extent. She cheated on him, broke his heart, and then she divorced him.The vast wealth displayed at the event was staggering, a stark reminder of the wealth and power that had eluded her grasp for so long. But as she watched, a fire ignited within her, a burning desire to seek out the man whom she had humiliated her and get him back. "Is he still an ordinary driver? Lecter James must be paying him well," Venita said. With the newfound plan, Venita set out on a mission to track down Lecter, determined to make him fall for
Chapter 27 Lecter and Anna stood hand in hand at the edge of a pristine beach. The setting sun's golden rays cascaded a light glow over their beautiful bodies. They had arrived in the vibrant city of Rio de Janeiro for their honeymoon, eager to embark on a journey of love and passion in paradise. They strolled along the sandy shores, their laughter mingling with the gentle sound of the waves crashing against the shore; Lecter pulled Anna into his arms, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss. He pulled away and pointed at the part of the beach. "That part of the beach was in the cartoon; the blue parrot was kidnapped, and he escaped somewhere around that place." “That is not a good reason to stop kissing me." She said flirtatiously and Lecter tried smiled. "I know what you want." He carried her up, lifting her from the floor. “Hey, hey, put me down now." She demanded with a cackle. “No!" Lecter refused. Lecter walked into the room, busting through everything. He closed