The phone trembled in Judge Jacobs' hand as he dialed the number from Oliver's file. It rang a few times before a voice on the other end answered, "Oliver Lionheart's office. This is Bill speaking, his secretary. How may I help you?"Jacobs hesitated for a moment, the weight of his decision settling heavily on his shoulders. "This is Judge Jacobs. I'd like to speak with Oliver. It's urgent."Bill, sensing the urgency of the situation, felt a knot tighten in his stomach. "Judge Jacobs, it's a surprise to hear from you. Oliver is still in detention. Is everything alright?"Jacobs hesitated once again, contemplating how much to reveal. "I need to discuss something with Oliver in person. It's of utmost importance. Can we arrange a meeting?"Bill furrowed his brows, detecting an underlying tension in Jacobs' voice. "Of course, Judge Jacobs. We can meet in n the detention room in two hours. Will that work for you?"Bill had been outside the police station for as long as he could remember, b
The metallic clank of the detention room door echoed as Bill entered with a weary expression. The past few days have been quite a rollercoaster ride, and the shadows were taking constant hits from a small organization now aware of Oliver's absence."Yo, boss!" Bill announced his presence, killing the distance between them and settling on the iron chair before Oliver.Oliver looked up, his eyes reflecting the turmoil he tried to mask. This session had been the longest he'd ever experienced, and somehow, he let Pascal get to him. Over countless times, he found himself replaying Pascal's words in his head.What if he was right, and this was the final fight he ever got to witness? What if he did get defeated this time, and Pascal took over?"Boss?"Oliver snapped out of his thought, "Bill, how's everything on the outside?" He shot directly. He was really worried about the company and the state he'd left it.Bill shrugged, "It's going well, considering the circumstances. But, Oliver, we've
Jacobs exhaled as the toll the day would take on him slowly began to build. He stood majestic in his suit, and gazed at his reflection in the mirror. It was one of those moments in which how wife would rush to him, hug him and help him adjust his tie before kissing him on the cheeks.Jacobs instinctively adjusted the tie, and sighed. He closed his eyes for a moment,l and tried to breathe in positivity into the day."Everything will be fine. Everything will be alright. Oliver won't fail me. He can't," he muttered to himself repeatedly. He had no other choice but to put his faith in a man whose integrity others were trying so hard to sabotage. Both he and Oliver were cut from the same leather at that time, and he was determined to see it through to the endJacobs exhaled as his phone rang. He quickly picked it up and saw that it was Bill calling."Yes, Bill, anything I should know about?" He asked with enthusiasm."Not yet, sir, but I would love to inform you that we have been able to l
"Now that this hearing has begun, let me make this clear. I will not tolerate insolence in my court. I will not entertain stupidity, and I will not hesitate to kick you out if anyone falls short of etiquette. If that is understood, then we may proceed," Jacobs stated. His chest was beating heavily. That was the only case in his entire career that had stressed him as much as it did. Not even the Crabtree murder case which had skyrocketed his career had that much effect on him.Oliver kept his eyes on Jacobs, and while Jacobs noticed this, he did not look back. "Something is going on. Something fishy is happening. I can sense it. Something is not quite right." Pascal said to Donavan as he kept looking around. His instincts were telling him that there was something bad about to happen."What do you mean, Pascal? We are in control here. Nothing is wrong. You are just being paranoid because of the way Oliver riled you up. Do not let that monster into your head. You know how he is with peo
"What do you mean they're gone? Where did they go?" Donavan yelled over the phone as the goon he was speaking to mumbled what he did not quite understand. He tried to wrap his head around the statement that the goon was making, but Donavan just could not understand it."We are very sorry sir. They surprised us. We did not see it coming." The goon said to him."Do you have any idea what you're doing? The implication of this act will not only destroy me but it will destroy everything that this organization stands for. How could you let Oliver lionheart's men capture a woman and daughter that you were guarding? How did you become so incompetent?" He yelled over the phone, and he was so loud that he attracted the attention of some passerbys who just could not help but send him glares."We will find them. I promise we will find them sir,""And how do you intend to do that? They destroyed you all when you were keeping them in your own terms. Do you seriously believe that you stand a chance n
Donavan quickly rushed into his room and started packing his bags. He didn't want anything else to do with all the drama that was happening. The old man had a limit, and that limit was being crossed. He took out his passports and checked them.What Jacobs told him and him running to the far ends of the Earth kept ringing in his ear. He did not want Oliver to find him. He was not ready to die. "Fuck!" He muttered while to tossing away the passport. Donavan paced around the room. His chest was thumping while he thought, but then he took his phone and quickly dialed a number. It took forever for the person to pick up."Donna, how are you?" Donavan asked over the phone."You have some nerve calling me again, Donavan. I warned you never to contact me again, and yet, here you are," a woman said to Donavan. He sighed."Listen, I am terribly sorry for everything that has happened between us. I hope you just forgive me because right now, I am desperate for your help,""I can't help you," the
"What the hell was that?" Donavan asked as he kept his eyes fixed on the door. From the rate at which his heart kept thumping that day, he had a feeling that it may burst soon. Donavan exchanged glances with Pascal who slowly walked towards the door and placed his ear on it.He could hear gunshots and screams.Pascal jumped back and quickly took out his gun. Donavan looked at him confused."What's going on, Pascal?" He asked."What the fuck does it look like?" Of course we're under attack!" Pascal yelled at him. Donavan's heart skipped a beat when he heard what Pascal said. "W-what? We can't survive. We will die. They are here to kill us," Donavan grumbled."It's not like they came here to safeguard us before. We must find a way out of here, now. We can not waste anymore time."Pascal told Donavan, and in that moment, they heard a bang on the door. Pascal quickly corked his gun and prepared himself for an attack. Donavan grabbed the shotgun on his wall, and got ready as well.Suddenly
"You won't harken to my pleas. Does this mean you do not love me anymore?" Mia asked oliver who scoffed at her question. He kept pacing around while she had her eyes fixed on him."Do not be ridiculous, Mia. My love for you has nothing to do with this. Infact, I do not know how you can even plead for someone like that to be saved. You saw what he did to me. He humiliated me. He may claim to be family but I do not care. I will see to it that Pascal burns.""All I'm begging for is one last chance. Please give him one last chance to change and if he doesn't, then I will know that it is entirely on him. Please, I want to satisfy my belief and know that I did my best for him. Just give him one final chance. Please, Oliver," Mia begged. Oliver sighed as he gazed at her. He really could not refuse her anything. "Fine. Pascal gets one chance. When I find him, and I will, I won't kill him immediately. I'll give him the chance to do what's right. If he does so, I will pardon him and think of w