Her father was buried today, and he died by her hands. Her facade had faltered, and Cat had turned into a crying mess, barely conscious of anything around her aside from the deep-seated hate harbored for Lydia and how she'd do anything to have her head.The funeral service was still ongoing, with so many of her father's acquaintances giving their condolences. All of these Cat would accept, except for the man who walked in with his daughter. Viktor Grey himself.Cat got up immediately and met them at the door. She didn't spare Elina a glance. All that rage and anger that blossomed in her veins was directed at Viktor. He was the one who pulled them into this mess anyway."Have you come to gloak!?" She asked, "I need you to get out of here!" Cat's voice came out shakier than she wanted it to. She couldn't shake off the heavy feeling in her chest as guilt ate away at her."No, what?" Viktor asked in disbelief. "Your father was-""Was…" Cat repeated as she tasted the word. "Was. Was. Was!
The news of Venom's death had spread like wildfire that even her detective boyfriend didn't mind talking to her about it, without knowing she was his daughter.Cat was in Pascal's apartment again, after sex. She was curler up in his arms and he was really beginning to feel like a safe place. She'd come to him after her father's death to make him a sane ground for her.She was sure that she was losing her mind slowly, ever since Lydia messed with her head. Cat couldn't trust herself with weapons because she kept thinking, What if that wasn't all that Lydia had inputted in her subconscious mind?Anything could go wrong. The anger she felt was overwhelming, and Cat went around with the heavy feeling in her chest. It felt like the weight of the whole world was resting on her shoulders.After all that happened, she couldn't forgive herself for being so weak. So she vowed to be as strong as strong goes, not giving her adversaries a chance to get to her ever again."You've been so quiet," Pa
In the dimly lit, uncompleted building, shadows danced ominously as Lydia, shrouded in mystery, stood at the center. The cold, unforgiving wind whistled through broken windows, creating an eerie atmosphere. She had come back to the building because she knew Oliver wouldn't bother to check. Where better to hide than in plain sight?Before her, a small group of seasoned assassins, each with their own lethal reputation, had gathered, their faces partially concealed beneath dark hoods. She was going to take the game up a notch. With an air of confidence, Lydia stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with determination. She produced a small, worn photograph from her cloak, revealing the face of her feared adversary, Oliver Lionheart himself, the man who had sent shivers down the spines of many."This is your target," she declared, her voice a low, commanding whisper. "He is powerful, but we are stronger. He has instilled fear in this city for far too long, and it's time to end his reign."A
Success without Marv felt incomplete. It's been a month since he died from the assassin attack. After that, things have been really quiet and smooth, even though Lydia hadn't been apprehended.It was as though she sank into the shadows after she realized Oliver wasn't someone to be trifled with. Oliver was still conflicted, and even after Marv's funeral, he still couldn't shake off the heavy feeling.He should have done better to protect him. If only he'd been faster and better, Lydia would have been put in her place. Oliver focused solely on restoring his reputation, but his search for Lydia never faltered.He sat in his office, conversing with one of his men, when his new secretary walked in and told him his client had arrived. It was none other than Clark, and he was finally ready to sign the deal. It had been long enough, and a change was due.Oliver rose from his seat and headed to the conference room for a bit more privacy. The entire office had felt different after Marv's death
Oliver looked up as one of his men made his way into his office, holding a brown file. The man muttered a word of greeting as he slowly placed the file before Oliver. "These are the information we were able to gather, boss." He said, tossing the file to Oliver. Oliver took it and tore the envelope open. Who knew it would take that long to get information on Lydia? That woman sure was meticulous. Inside the file were several pictures of a grizzled man whom Oliver immediately took to be Lydia's father. The other documents contained information like his addresses and occupation, which certainly was a front. Asides from that, there was nothing else. "No other family?" He asked, crooking his brow. The man nodded. "Ah, that must be why she's been acting so fearlessly. Because she had nothing to lose.""I suppose so," The man added, waiting for what Oliver's verdict was going to be. Oliver perused the documents, happy that he'd finally gotten something against her. He loosened his tie a
Mia worked late and decided to stop by the restaurant to grab a late dinner for her and Oliver. She got into her car to drive home when the impossible happened."Shhhh," A voice came from behind her, along with a click which Mia concluded was a gun. It was the voice of a female.Lydia. It had to be her. Lydia, frozen in her seat, tried not to do anything rash. Lydia would blow her brains out if she did."Don't yell. Raise your hands and place them where I can see them," Lydia said, further pressing the gun to Mia's head. "Don't do anything rash. Pass me your cell phone and the keys. Try to make a sound, and this gun goes off.""Okay," Mia panted as she handed her phone and keys to Lydia."This car smells like fucking chicken. I guess you wouldn't have expected finding me here, would you?" Lydia joked and laughed all by herself.Mia, with her hand still raised above her head, tried to talk, feeling a bitter bile rise in her throat. "What do you want, Lydia? Have you not done enough!?"
"I guess you already know what I called you here for?" Oliver asked Bill as he settled before him.Bill raised his brow, "Business?""Something like that," Oliver stood up, adjusting his suit as he went around the table until he was directly next to Bill. Oliver's intimidating poise and presence still sent shivers down anyone's spine, and Bill wasn't excluded."The hassle with Lydia is gone, which means we could go on with business as always, and after Marv's unfortunate demise, the shadows need a heading figure, which I have always thought to be you, Bill. You're the only right replacement for Marv there is."Bill was still surprised by this new development, but he knew Oliver was entrusting him with something so huge, that the least he could do was accept it. "You're now the new head of the shadows, Bill. I have enough faith to think this isn't a wrong decision.""It's not," Bill responded with determination. "You can entrust the shadows to me."#Under the bright morning sun, a c
In the dim glow of his office, Oliver stared blankly at the life broadcast on his computer screen, watching the accusations unfold like a crazy script. His name was the first most searched on the internet."What? What the hell is this!?" Oliver yelled, astounded, in his office. "Who the fuck is this woman!?"First, Lydia. Now this? Accusations of sexual assault with a woman he didn't fucking know!? Of all fucking things, he was being called a rapist. Oliver couldn't wrap his mind around it. Frustration and confusion etched lines on his forehead as he grabbed his phone, dialing one of his trusted men."When did this broadcast start?" Oliver demanded, urgency lacing his voice. Oliver was sure he already knew what he was asking. The whole world probably knew about it already! Fuck-The voice on the other end responded, "It's been over an hour, sir. The news is spreading like wildfire.""Okay.""Just to include, sir, we know you'd never do anything as lowly as that," The man quickly ad
"How is the child holding up?" Jake asked Viktor Grey over the phone while he fixed his attention on Stacy. The little child was obviously terrified, and the constant dripping of water from the leaking pipes made her even more unsettled."She is coping better than I imagined. Now all that is left is for us to kill that bastard cop and Oliver with it," Viktor Grey said to him."I know that Oliver will reach out soon. And when he does, I will be ready for him. You have dozens of my men to guard you there. You will be fine," Jake told Viktor Grey and then hung up. As soon as he did, Viktor returned his attention to Stacy.She whimpered and dragged herself back as he approached her..he had a wicked laugh on his face."Don't be afraid little one. I will not hurt you. I just want to hurt your daddy and the man he works with. You see, I used to have a daughter like you. Her name was Elina. She was very beautiful and she was brilliant. But the man your daddy works with killed her and so, I wa
"This can be a trap. Tell me why I must believe you," Oliver asked her and Beth sighed. She could not believe that she was making some sort of negotiation with Oliver."Left for me, you will be behind bars right now. But I am doing this for Steven and I am breaking my code to do it so do not make it harder than it already is," she said to him and Oliver smiled."I like you. Come with me," he told her and then led her to his study. Miranda was there clicking furiously on the systems there.. when Beth approached, she stopped what she was doing and then gazed at Beth for a while."Miranda, meet Beth, Beth Miranda. She's our eyses in the sky. I have a feeling that you'll both be friends. Beth, tell me where you think Stacy is," Oliver asked."Somewhere in St Lambert's City. The tiger gang has a secret hideout in St Lambert's that they use for various dangerous activities. My best guess would be that they brought her here to avoid suspicion from the cops. Besides, it was probably a diversi
"Heard what?" Oliver could feel his anger rising. The heat in the room suddenly increased and when he approachd Pascal, Pascal jerked back to avoid the possible punch that was coming his way "I did not know about Mia. I am really sorry Oliver. I am broken beyond what you can imagine. And I am furious! I am so furious that I wan to vent my anger on someone and I don't know who," Pascal said to him."And why are you here then? To vent your anger on me?" Oliver asked while raising his eyebrow. Pascal sighed defeated as his shoulders dropped."No, not at all. I just came here to help you in your mission.. I know that you will not sit tight and watch those who killed her be at peace. I know that you will destroy them. So I want to join you. Please Oliver forgive me. I need your forgiveness. I know that I do not deserve it but I just want you to please forgive me," he said to oliver. Oliver did not feel his anger subside, not even for a moment. He gazed at Pascal again and Wondered what mi
"No, fuck! This cannot he happening to me!" Steven tried to breath as the words found their way out of his mouth but he just could not fathom the degree of pain that he was feeling. Anger would not help him at that time he thought. Jake had decided to Target his family and the only way that he was getting his family back was if met Jake's forces with one that was equal to the task, or if he surrenders.Steven quickly took the phone. He dialed Oliver's number and waited for him to pick up the phone."Steven," Oliver said as soon as he picked us up."Oliver. He has my daughter. That bastard has taken my daughter and I do not know what to do. He said he'll send me a location to meet with him and I have to decide whether or not I'll give my life for her," Steven blurted out."Take it easy Steven. Nothing will happen to your daughter or to you. I will ensure it," Oliver told him."But what can you do? Jake said that you cannot help me. My only option is to die for my daughter to live. I ha
"Like we said earlier, we do not allow anyone without an invitation to pass. I don't care if you are the chief of police. You are not stepping into this house," the guard repeated and that made Steven to wonder just how bad it is that the police force in Marshtown had fallen. If they could have no respect for his badge, then he just had to beat the living shit out of them"Let me pass. I will not ask you again," Steven said to the guards. One of them brought out his gun and gazed at Steven with fierce eyes."You need to leave now, mister or we will have a oribkemy," he said to Steven and just as Steven was about to make a move at them, the front door opened.. it was the judge"Let him through. He and I have some catching up to do," the judge said and the bodyguards let Steven pass. Steven followed the judge to The living room and there the judge settled himself into a chair. He even appeared to be Richer than he was some months ago."I can see that you are back from the dead, Steven.
"Chief, what are you doing here?" Steven asked the chief as he slowly approached him. The chief paid close attention to the files that was in Steven's hands and then his eyes roamed to Steven's."Don't tell me you still plan on pursuing that case. I told you it was dangerous, Steven and you do not want to listen to me. That case will get you killed," the chief said and Steven dropped the files in his hand. He paid a closer look to the chief and for real he could see worry in the man's face."I don't understand. Why are you telling me all of this?" He asked the chief really desperate for answers. The chief sighed."When the tiger gang found out that you were following them, they planned to have you killed. They reached out to me and asked me to do the job otherwise they would kill my family. I tried to beg them but they were adamant. They would not take no for an answer. So, I made up my mind about you," the chief stopped, and then observed the dark face that Steven was wearing at that
"Come in, you will be safe here," Bill said to Avira. She gazed into the well furnished apartment before she stepped inside. The warmth of the place enveloped her and for a moment, she was feeling secure."I still don't understand why I'm hwre. I told you I was fine. You didn't need to go through all of this for me," she told him."Nonsense. You were lucky that day that you stepped out to get coffee while he explosion occurred. If Oliver's enemies wanted to know something about him, who do you think will be in the best position to tell them what's happening with him? Of course it's his secretary. I want to keep you safe so that no harm will come to you," he added. Avira could feel her heart melting. But she refused to admit it."Well in that case, I hope there is something to drink. Where are we exactly?" She asked him."This is my house. I come here sometimes to relax for a moment and then focus my thoughts." He told her."You are really loyal to Oliver. You literally forget to live
Oliver drove his car to the address on the envelope. It was an expensive restaurant, one that he had planned to visit with Mia after their honeymoon. He shoved back the painful thoughts and then stepped down from the car. Oliver gazed the entrance one more time and then stepped into the restaurant."Good evening sir, how may I be of assistance?" A waiter asked him and then oliver smiled."Good evening. I am looking for this table," he said and then showed her the number on the envelope. The girl smiled at him again."Please come with me sir," she said and then led him away. Oliver followed her closely, and as they walked through the scanty place, he could feel the eyes of some people on him. He knew who they were immediately, they were part of Jake's group."In here sir," she said to him and Oliver Stepped into the room that she was pointing towards. As soon as he entered the well decorated space, he looked around.There were beautiful lighting all over the place and the large chairs
"So you mean to tell me that that lowlife cop decided to show again in my town?" Jake asked over the phone and the chief of police sighed"I gave him explicit warnings and told him not to ever return to this town but he did not listen. I don't know how he managed to work his way back. My instructions were very clear on him sir. That cop Should never set foot in Marshtown, that was what I said." The chief of police stated and Jake laughed."It seems like he is begging to die. I suppose that I should Grant his wish then. If he wants death, who am I to say that I will not kill him?" He said to the chief of police."Give him some time sir. I am sure that I can persuade him to return to St Lambert's City. He cannot gain anything from being here. He will only make things worse. He came back and started accusing the tiger gang of being responsible of some crimes. I will take care of him myself. You do not need to worry," the chief of police stated. He wanted to save Steven's life at least.