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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 71
Having nowhere else to go but to his own space Troy got into a cab with hopes that his aunt would have some money to pay the cab driver. He was used to driving around and he couldn't walk for a long period of time. He finally got to his aunt's house, he came down and the cab driver uttered; “You are yet to pay for the trip!” “Give me a moment, let me go in and bring cash.” He uttered and went into the house. “Good evening aunt!” He greeted but was met with a cold stare and expression from the older woman. The large, dimly lit living room feels colder than usual, the fading sunlight casting eerie shadows across the walls. Naomi Reece was pacing furiously near the fireplace. A framed picture of her in her judge’s robe sits on the mantle, but the warmth and pride it once held now felt distant as that isn't who she was going to be known as any longer. Troy stands near the door, arms crossed, his face resolute but weary. He watched as Naomi twirls around to face him, her expres
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 72
"I don't think the Fox is gonna stop looking for us Joe." Mike said and continues. "I believe he is gonna come back." "That's the more reason why we went after the money Mike." Joe replied and continues, "That money is gonna take us somewhere far from him." "I really hope so Joe." Mike replied. Suddenly, the doctor came outside in order to speak with Mike. "Doctor is she gonna be alright?" Garry asked. "Right now she's a bit stable at the moment." The doctor replied and continues. "We got the bullet out of her leg, she needs sometime to rest." "Thank you so much doctor." Mike replied. "Can we see her now?" Garry asked. "Yeah, sure." The doctor replied and continues. "Right this way." "I'll be right back guys." Garry said as he left with the doctor. "Jessie, your mom is gonna be alright okay?" Mike said. "I can't believe this." Joe said. "Why do you mean?" Mike asked. "We need to get this little girl and her mother out of here Mike." Joe replied and continues
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 73
Troy Reece late that night decided it would be best to go to an ATM machine to find out how much was left in that credit card he was holding so as to know his next step! Staring at the stolen credit card in his hand. The numbers were printed boldly in silver, catching the dim light of the streetlamp outside. He inserted it into the ATM machine and it was Four hundred thousand dollars. Not enough to change his life. It wasn’t even his, but then again, what was left of his life that he could call his own? His achievements, his marriage, his reputation—gone, all thanks to Bethany. He hadn’t meant for things to spiral so far out of control. But when Bethany had walked into his life, everything he thought he knew about stability, about self-control, had collapsed. She had reignited that fire inside him, the thrill, the risk, the desire for more which had spiraled into his doom. He had nothing now, not a single thing! But now that he was being helpless the thoughts that h
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 74
Inside, the room was quieter, more subdued. The stakes were higher, the risks greater. This was where fortunes were won and lost in a blink of an eye. Tonight, Troy was betting everything he had as he felt this was the only way he could be himself again. He approached the table, eyeing the other players. A few glanced up at him, trying to know if he was worthy of being there, but most kept their focus on the cards in front of them. The dealer nodded as Troy took a seat, sliding the card across, “Buy-in?” the dealer asked, his voice calm and professional. Troy hesitated for only a moment before answering. “Four hundred thousand.” Some turned to look at him again, to them that was a huge amount to be staked at once, but then what could they do, it wasn't their money, besides they had lost and staked more than that. There was a brief pause as the dealer tried to process the amount. Then, with a nod, he swiped the card and began counting out the chips. While the other players
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 75
Troy’s boots as he made his way up the winding driveway to Bethany’s house. The night was eerily quiet, no one was walking on the road except him. The air was heavy with the kind of stillness that came before a storm. His breath came in short, sharp bursts, more from the tension coiling in his chest than the physical exertion of the walk. With every step, memories of the past weeks gnawed at him… the panic, the sinking realization that everything he had was no more was disheartening and it was all because of her. The soft glow of light from Bethany’s kitchen window felt mocking. He reached the front door, standing still for a moment, his knuckles white as his fists clenched at his sides. He had nowhere else to go. Nowhere else to turn. But the thought of being here, in this place, after everything, set his blood boiling. Troy raised his hand and knocked, once and then twice. Then the sound of footsteps and Bethany’s face appeared in the door, her eyes widening when she saw
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 76
He had believed in her, trusted her. And now, he felt as if he didn’t know her at all. “I don’t want your apology,” he said, his voice rough. “I just want my life back, but even that is impossible now.” Bethany’s eyes filled with tears, and for a moment, she looked like she might crumble under the weight of his words. But then she straightened, squaring her shoulders. “I’ll fix this,” she said, her voice stronger than before. “I’ll make it right.” Troy shook his head, his laugh devoid of humor, “You can’t fix this, Bethany. It’s all over now! I have no money!” “No, it’s not.” She stepped toward him, her hands trembling but determined. “I’ll find a way for us to get back on our feet. I will look for a job and support us.” “What job? There is nothing left for us anymore,” he said, cutting her off. “I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.” Her face fell, the last of her resolve crumbling as she stared at him, helpless. “Please,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Don’t give up on us,
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 77
Suddenly Joe and the rest of the team walks in to get Clary out of the hospital. "What's the meaning of this Mike?" Garry asked. "Calm down Garry, I know she's supposed to be here at the hospital but the risk is far greater than you think." "What do you mean by risk Mike?" Garry asked and continues. "Can you please go straight to the point and stop beating around the bush because you're making me go crazy right now!" He blurted out. "My point is, Clary and Jessie's life are in danger if they remain at this hospital Garry." Mike replied and continues. "We need to get them out of here before something bad happens." "Are we going back to Joe's place?" Garry asked. "Not at all Garry." Mike replied and added; "We're changing our location." "You guys found a place already?" Garry asked. "Joe is faster than you think Garry." Mike replied. "So that's where we're headed now?" Garry asked. "Yeah." Mike replied and continues. "We have to stay low for a while." "Let me get this straigh
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 78
***Few days later*** Bethany’s hands began to tremble as she poured the coffee, the rich yet bitter aroma filled their nostrils. There was silence between them. She could feel Troy’s eyes boring into the back of her skull, as if searching for any sign of the truth she’d been avoiding for days. She dared not meet his gaze at least not yet for fear that he would ask the question she was running away from for days now. But it seems, today she had no choice but to answer him because Troy couldn't hold it anymore. “So, how much is left?” His voice was tight, the tension that already existed between them intensified. Bethany hesitated, the words caught in her throat. Her manicured fingers fidgeted as she was lost in thoughts because the amount left with her was actually nothing. “Bethany?” Troy’s tone sharpened, “How much is fucking left?” She swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper. “Eighty thousand.” Troy’s voice, rising in disbelief, echoing off the walls of the apartme
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Bethany sat in the car on a quiet road a few miles from the Bentley estate, her hands trembling as she clutched the steering wheel. She had driven here in desperation and Troy as well as Carter had flanked her from behind, but Logan’s guards had turned her away without even hearing her out. Tears welled down in her eyes as she thought about her daughter, alone and in danger. Her phone buzzed on the passenger seat, and she flinched, hesitating before picking it up. Rick’s message was short and brutal; “Time’s up. No freedom, no daughter.” ‘How did he have my phone number? Of course he is a notorious man. What's so special about my phone number that it would be too hard to get?’ She thought. Bethany began to sob, her body shaking as she tried to gather her thoughts. Logan wasn’t coming, he was too caught up in his own war to help her. How could she expect him to drop his own family obligations just so he could save a child who wasn't his, not to talk of one whom she had turn
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Patricia stood in the doorway of his study wearing one of Logan’s button-up shirts, her arms folded across her chest. She looked at him with concern, but her voice was steady. “You’ve been up all night, what's up?” Logan turned, his expression softening when he saw her. “I had to plan.” Patricia stepped closer, her bare feet on the wooden floors, even though it was cold she didn't mind, she then uttered; “Planning is one thing and wearing yourself out right before a fight is another.” “I can’t afford to rest,” Logan replied, his voice firm but gentle. “Malcolm won’t stop until one of us is dead. I have to be ready.” Patricia reached out, taking his hand and said; “I know you feel like this is all on you, but it’s not. You have people who want to help you. Damon’s men, the loyal guards here, and… me.” Logan’s jaw tightened. “You’ve already helped enough, Patricia. More than I would ever ask for, B But now, you need to focus on yourself and the baby. I won’t risk you being cau
CHAPTER 206
Bentley's estate was quiet but tense. The events of the night replayed in his mind: the ambush at the cabin, Patricia’s revelation, and Damon Salvatore’s shadowy intervention. Everything pointed to one undeniable fact, that this wasn’t just survival anymore. It was war! A soft knock at the study door interrupted his thoughts. It opened slightly, and Patricia peeked in. Her face was calm, but her eyes betrayed her concern. “You should be resting,” Logan said, setting the glass down. She stepped in, closing the door behind her. “I can’t sleep, not with everything happening. Not with you down here, planning who-knows-what.” Logan stood, walking over to her. “Patricia, you need to trust me. I’ll handle Malcolm.” “And what happens if you don’t?” she asked, her voice trembling. “Logan, I’m scared. For you, for us, for this baby. Every time you walk into danger, I feel like I’m losing a part of you.” Logan gently took her hands, his eyes softening. “I know you’re scared, but
CHAPTER 205
The woods were quiet except for the wind, but Logan’s mind raced as he paced the cabin’s living room. Patricia sat on the couch, her hands tightly gripping the edges, her face pale but determined. “We need to leave this place soon, Malcolm already knows where we are now. It’s only a matter of time before he sends more men to cause a scene or worse.” Patricia hesitated, then stood, her arms instinctively wrapping around herself protectively. “Logan, look here, running away won’t solve this. You know that as well as I do.” Logan turned to her, his expression softening but still firm. “This isn’t running, it's called a strategy. We regroup with our own men and plan our next move. Malcolm thinks I’ll be caught off guard simply because I am in the woods, but I won’t give him that satisfaction, hell no! They were the ones who started this, his father hated my father because of a grudge, he killed him and he paid with his life for it, so if this is what I have to deal with for spar
CHAPTER 204
The room was eerily silent after Logan’s departure, the reality or the fact that what had just transpired in front of him began to kick in. His father’s lifeless body laid on the floor, and his blood gushing out from his head beneath him. Malcolm dropped to his knees beside William, his hands trembling as he shook him. “Father, wake up!” His voice cracked, desperation could be seen. But despite all the tears and calling, William D’Cruz was gone, his now cold and blind eyes staring at the ceiling into nothingness. The shot was directed to his brain so no amount of surgery could bring him back to life. Malcolm’s breathing was no longer normal, it is more like he was hyperventilating as he clenched his fists. He felt his anger deep into his veins, boiling hotter than he thought possible. His entire world had just been shattered by Logan Bentley, his cousin, and right then and there as he knelt down beside his father's dead body, he vowed and swore to make sure, Logan pays wit
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Damon nodded. “If you’re set on this path, Master Logan, then promise me one thing: don’t lose yourself entirely. Your father wouldn’t want his legacy to be remembered in blood.” Logan didn’t respond. He simply turned back to the desk and pulled out a drawer, retrieving a small, sleek pistol that had belonged to his father. He checked the chamber, the metallic click echoing in the silent room. “This isn’t about his legacy anymore,” Logan said quietly. “It’s about vengeance and making sure men like William and Malcolm never hurt anyone again.” **** Days later, seeing his father's remains that was completely unrecognisable, made Logan feel as though he had not done anything yet. He was supposed to be planning his father's burial but all he could think about was William's dead body being brought to the morgue as well. He couldn't just sit back and let his father be buried alone. What was his offence, being really good at everything and being his father's favorite? Well that was t
CHAPTER 202
As Logan walked out of his room well dressed, he was no longer just Terrence Bentley's grieving son, oh that ship has long sailed he was a man on a mission, a storm brewing with the promise of destruction. The Bentley estate’s private garage housed a collection of cars, each a symbol of his father’s taste and success. Logan selected a sleek black SUV, its engine roaring to life like a growl from deep within his chest. He peeled out of the driveway, his destination clear: William D'Cruz's sprawling estate on the other side of town. Damon, who saw him driving away, immediately sent trusted men to shadow him. “Ready the men, make sure nothing happens Master Logan is that clear?” “Yes sir!!” They all ran off and began shadowing him, because his safety was their priory, should something happen to him, it could cost them their lives. As the city lights blurred past, Logan’s thoughts were filled with the memories of his father, his warm laugh, his stern yet encouraging words kept
CHAPTER 201
When they got home, they felt relief, but true to Rick's words, they had no choice but to go looking for him. Their child Hilary was nowhere to be found. “Hilary!” Bethany called out with every strength she could muster but her daughter was not home, neither was she at Mrs Grayson's place. She had been abducted. “Oh my God, Carter, the worst has happened.” She uttered. Troy, who was looking around for anything, any clue as to who had done this, he didn't want to assume the worst. After his thorough search from looking around, he saw a letter on the kitchen counter, he immediately opened it and it reads: “You feel you were wide in calling the cops on me, well like I said, you will come looking for me sooner than you realise.” “It really is Rick!” Troy Reece blurted out sith frustration as he broke a mug out of frustration making the couple run from the living room. “Did you find anything?” “It is Troy… read this!” He uttered and handed the letter to them. Bethany began sobbi
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“Carter, who is this person?” “We need to go to Mr Logan Hudson Bentley for protection.” “Hell no, there is no way I can do that.” Troy blurted out. But Bethany remained silent because Logan and her had resolved their issues or differences that he even gave her this job of modelling and she is more than grateful for that. “Well Troy, I also have a history with him because I betrayed his trust. It wasn't so easy for me to actually bring up his name, but if that is going to be an option, I am going to take it for your safety, and that of Hilary's… or the second option is to set a trap.” Bethany’s eyes widened, “A trap? Come on Carter, are you serious?” Carter leaned forward, his voice calm but firm. “Rick thinks he’s untouchable. If we can lure him out by making him think he’s getting his hands on this evidence, then maybe we can then expose him publicly. Catch him in the act.” Carter uttered. Troy rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “It’s risky, but it could work. Rick won’t ignore
