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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 117
The night air was cold as Garry slipped into the passenger seat of the black GLK, Nolen was silent in the driver’s seat, his eyes fixed straight ahead. “Do you know where we’re headed?” Garry asked, glancing over at Nolen. Nolen nodded, and uttered “Paris… Elena Donovan’s last known location was a safe house in the 7th Street. She’s been on the run for weeks. The syndicate has people watching her, but no one has gotten close enough to make the grab.” Garry let out a slow breath, trying to shake the tension in his chest. “And you’re just… watching? No advice, no help? Aren't you supposed to give me a tip?” Nolen glanced at him, a smirk appeared on his face. “This is your assignment, kid. Bentley wants to see what you’re made of. I am just here to make sure you survive it.” Garry swallowed, feeling the weight of that statement, he then nodded and uttered; “I can handle it.” Nolen’s smirk grew slightly. “We’ll see.” The drive to Paris felt like a test of endurance, every mile
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 118
She laughed softly and uttered; “Oh no, I didn’t betray him, Garry. He betrayed himself, and he betrayed you. If you knew the things he did… if you knew what the syndicate truly is, you wouldn’t be sitting in that seat, driving me back like some obedient dog." Garry’s grip on the wheel tightened, anger flaring in his chest. "You don't know anything about him or about me." "Don’t I?" she countered, and blurted out; "He kept so much from you. Did you ever stop to wonder why? Did you ever question Bentley’s true intentions? Or are you just blindly following orders, hoping you’ll live up to a memory that’s only half the truth?" Garry’s jaw clenched, a cold, gnawing doubt beginning to creep in. He thought he’d understood his father, thought he’d known the man who had raised him, but Elena’s words stirred something deep within him, an uncomfortable feeling, like a shadow lurking around beyond his reach, somewhat far-fetched. It was like this just might be bigger than he is and the onl
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 119
As the evening sun sets, Bethany took one last look at Hilary, who was giggling on Marie’s lap, totally content with everything. She took a deep breath, her heart swelling with ache, the time for her to go back to work is here and it hurts her so bad that someone else would watch over her daughter while she works hard to secure enough money. It's been three days since Marie had welcomed her into her home, now it was time to leave. “Thanks, Marie,” Bethany said softly, her voice laced with gratitude, she added; “It means everything to me that you’re here for her.” Marie smiled, reaching out to squeeze Bethany’s hand. “You know Hilary is like my own. And you, well, you deserve to chase your dreams, Beth. I know this isn’t the life you wanted but one never knows what tomorrow would bring.” Bethany’s eyes shimmered, and she forced a smile, nodding. She gave Hilary one more kiss on the forehead. “Be good for Aunt Marie, okay?” Hilary wrapped her tiny arms around her mother’s nec
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 120
The first file began decrypting and transforming into a series of images, documents, and video clips. Garry was nervous as he didn't know what was waiting for him to see. He clicked through them, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing on the monitor. Each piece of evidence was more of deep secrets about the syndicate. Filled with corruption, blackmail, and assassinations. And at the center of it all the one who was orchestrating the chaos, was Terrence Bentley. One file he clipped on made him cold in his feet, as it was a video, about sometime before his father’s death. Just then his father’s face appeared in the video, looking tired, worn, but determined. He was seated across from Bentley, the camera’s angle capturing them both. “I’m telling you, Terrence, this path you’re taking will destroy everything we’ve built. The syndicate was supposed to protect people, not exploit them.” His father Jackson said. Bentley leaned back in his chair, his expression wasn't
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 121
“I can’t protect you forever, Jack!” Bentley said, his voice filled with frustration. “If you keep pushing against the Council’s agenda, they’ll come after you. And you know there is nothing I can do to stop that.” Jackson sighed, leaning against a table covered in maps and documents. “Terrence please, I want you to know that I am not pushing against them, Terrence. I’m trying to stop them from crossing the lines we swore we’d never cross. We built this syndicate to protect those who couldn’t protect themselves, not to become another cartel.” Jackson uttered. Bentley shook his head and blurted out; “And you think I don’t know that? You think I haven’t fought the same fights? But you’re putting yourself in their sights, and if you keep this up, they’ll eliminate you without my knowledge that's who they are. This syndicate isn't all forefront with us in case you haven't noticed.” Jackson met Bentley’s gaze, his expression quite resolute and he retorted, “If that’s what it takes t
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 122
Garry immediately opened the file as he was very curious about the whole thing, he began scanning through the pages, it was filled with names, operations, assassinations and all of these were tied to the Council. His father’s name appeared repeatedly, each time his father's name was mentioned it was always connected to efforts to undermine their agenda. That means they were all pointing to him that he was undermining their authority and trying to change what this syndicate should be about which doesn't sit well with either of them. “Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?” Garry asked, his voice filled with emotions, he added; “Why let me think you were the enemy? You made me believe that you were my father's killer, I hated you for a whole year, all I had in my heart was to kill you. I hated you with passion, why would you subject me to that?” Bentley sighed, his expression heavy. “Because you needed to see the truth with your own eyes, Garry. If I had told you any of this, you wou
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 123
The first step in their plan was to uncover the Council’s next move by using the intel from Bentley’s file. So with that information, they were able to track a high-ranking operative to an underground gala in Vienna. The event was a front for a secret meeting of powerful brokers, all tied to the Council’s operations. Garry and Elena infiltrated the event, posing as a wealthy investor and his bodyguard. The grand ballroom was a labyrinth of glittering chandeliers, those in attendance were wearing mask it was more of a masquerade ball, they kept having conversations. Garry felt out of place in the tailored suit Bentley had insisted he wore. ***Earlier*** After his conversation with Elena Donovan earlier, Garry went to Bentley and asked that Elena be released. “What the hell do you think you are doing? Elena is a loose end. Why do you need to have her with you on this mission? She would only make things worse, besides if the Council sees her, you, this mission is done for, we a
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 124
Garry frowned, studying the layout. “There has to be a weak point or something, regardless of how impenetrable it seems, there has to be a weak point. No system is airtight.” Elena then uttered; “Weak points do exist, but they’re usually traps… anyways If we’re going in, we need to make noise somewhere else, that is we have to draw attention away from us.” “Diversion,” Garry said, nodding his head in approval. “What are we talking about here? Like a fire alarm, Bomb scare? Or maybe…” Elena smirked. “Something bigger. We take out their backup power grid. When the lights go out, the guards would be running around and then we will slip in unnoticed.” Bentley rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. “That’s quite ambitious and risky. If they figure out it’s intentional, they’ll lock down the entire building and you guys would be stuck in there without anyway of my men reaching you in time.” “We won’t give them time to figure it out, we will hit fast, grab the intel that we need and get out b
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The next day, Troy Reece and his son stood by the balcony, he didn't allow him to go back home the night before for fear he would get abducted. There were unspoken words between them For years, Troy had imagined this very moment when he would talk to his son in person again, he had rehearsed apologies in the quiet of his guilt, whispered confessions into thin air, but now, standing before his son, no words seemed enough. Ethan’s fists clenched at his sides, his expression unreadable. There was hesitation in his eyes, a war between the hurt of abandonment and the reluctant gratitude he couldn’t ignore. The weight of Troy’s absence had shaped him in ways no one would hope for, but then the knowledge that his father had, in his own way, protected him from Arthur’s threats, from a darkness Ethan never fully understood. "You left me," Ethan said at last, his voice quiet but razor-sharp. "For years, I told myself I’d never forgive you, I even hoped we would never meet." Troy’s th
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Troy’s SUV screeched to a stop in front of the house. He was out before the engine died, his gun drawn. Ethan was right behind him; he was just a young man who hated violence, but he wanted to help them out, since his father did the same. Troy’s worst fear was confirmed when he saw the back door wide open. 'Oh no, no no…’ Troy thought. His blood went ice cold as he couldn't hear any sound, he walked gently into the house. “Amelia!” he shouted, but no one answered, there was silence. Then suddenly, there was a thud from upstairs. Troy moved fast, taking the stairs two at a time. Ethan followed, his heart pounding. The bedroom door was locked, but Troy kicked it open, his eyes widened. What he saw made him freeze, Amelia was there. A man in black had her, one arm wrapped tightly around her throat, the other holding a knife to her stomach. Her eyes widened when she saw Troy. “Troy… I am sorry,” she muttered. The man tightened his grip and uttered; “One more step, and s
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Troy and Ethan sat in the back of a black SUV, parked a block away from Arthur’s location. Ethan was scared out of his wits, his hands clenched. “I don’t like this,” Ethan muttered. Troy checked his watch, his expression unreadable. “Son, you don’t have to like it. You just have to follow my lead.” Ethan let out a sharp breath. “Arthur thinks I’m selling you out. What if he catches on that I am lying to him? He will kill me and you.” Troy finally turned to him, his gaze transfixed on him, he uttered; “Then we make sure he doesn’t walk away out of this place tonight.” Ethan swallowed hard, he had always seen Troy as the controlled, sophisticated filmmaker, but now? Now, he was looking at a man who had been in the shadows, in the dark before, a man who knew exactly how to handle threats or who used to give one in the past. Troy’s phone buzzed and it was a message from Author. ‘Warehouse. 30 minutes. Come alone.’ Ethan’s stomach twisted. “It’s a setup, Troy.” Troy smirked
CHAPTER 255
Troy was in his office when his phone rang. He answered without hesitation. “Ethan?” “We need to talk.” Ethan uttered immediately. Sensing the discomfort and unease in his voice, Troy straightened up and asked; “What’s wrong?” There was a long pause like he was trying to find the courage to speak, then Ethan finally spoke, his voice low and tensed. “It’s Arthur, he is coming for you.” Troy’s blood went cold. Ethan continued. “He wants me to set you up. If I don’t, he’s threatening Amelia.” There was silence. Then, Troy’s voice dropped to something dangerous; “Where is he?” Ethan exhaled shakily. “Troy, you don’t understand. Arthur isn’t just some con man. He’s dangerous. He has people. He won’t stop until…” Troy cut him off. “I don’t care who he has.” His voice was deadly calm. “No one threatens my family.” Ethan hesitated. “So… what do we do?” Troy leaned back, his mind racing. Then, for the first time, he spoke words Ethan never expected to hear. “We set him up firs
CHAPTER 254
Ethan slammed his laptop shut, his hands trembling. The email he sent to his father was supposed to be the end of it, but deep down, he knew it wasn’t. Troy Reece wasn’t the kind of man who gave up. And Ethan? He wasn’t the kind of person who forgave, how could he? That same ɗay, his phone buzzed. It was an unknown number, so he ignored it. It buzzed again and again and then he annoyingly answered it; “What?” A chuckle came through the line and the voice said; “Still got that temper, huh, kid?” Ethan’s blood ran cold. He hadn’t heard that voice in years. No. It couldn’t be. “Who is this?” he demanded. “You really forgot about me?“I raised you, boy. Gave you a roof. And this is how you repay me?” Ethan’s grip tightened around the phone. “Arthur,” he breathed. Arthur Stevens, was the last foster father Ethan ever had. The one who nearly broke him. “You owe me, boy,” Arthur continued. “You remember, don’t you? Everything I did for you? And now I see you got a rich daddy c
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Troy Reece has been feeling a lot of guilt over the years but it hasn't been this hectic as it was this past few weeks. The success he had built, the bestselling novels, blockbuster films and global acclaim all of these achievements felt empty. There was deep, unshakable guilt gnawing intently at his soul. "I need to find him, Amelia," Troy said, his voice was one with emotions, he added; "I can't change the past, but I can try to fix the future." Amelia Woods Reece, his wife, placed a hand on her growing belly, her eyes filled with quiet understanding. "Then we find him, no matter what it takes." she said firmly. Troy Reece hugged her for being an understanding woman and for not judging him, this made him love her even more. The journey wouldn’t be an easy or simple task. His son, who was abandoned at an orphanage years ago, was now a grown man, lost somewhere in the vast expanse of the world. How would he find him? Troy pulled every string he could, he tried, private i
