"What is it?" Oliver asked the secretary over the phone. The fact that she decided to call him that way made him uncomfortable. "Boss, there is someone here in the office that had come to see you. He is demanding some things boss and I don't know what to say to him," she said to him and Oliver frowned."Tell him that I have no interest in meeting up with anybody today. He should come back some other time." Oliver instructed, but the secretary shuddered."He said he knows someone called jigger. I don't know what he wants sir. He is really scary sir. Please I don't know what to do," the secretary lamented but when Oliver heard what was happening he cursed. "Do not do anything until I get there, do you understand me?" He said to the secretary."Yes boss," she replied. Oliver hung up and jumped from the seat. He immediately sobered up, not like alcohol had any effects on him in the first place. "What's going on boss?" Bill asked him when worry rocked his face"It seems like that war ha
Oliver declined the call at first. He dropped the phone on the table while Bill and Xerox took out the body. Then the phone began to ring again. Oliver gazed at the phone and sighed. He picked it up and received the call."Who is this?" He asked with a sour time."Hello, Mr Lionheart, I am detective Steven from St Lambert's City Police department. I want to ask you some questions regarding the shoot down at the fifth avenue if that's alright with you," Steven said from the other side of the phone."What do you want to know?" Oliver asked him."I rather we meet in a place the is more conducive for speaking. What about the Lounge Cafe?" He asked Oliver who sighed. He knew he could not keep the police off his tail by refusing to speak with them. It will only escalate things and he did not want things to become escalated."Meet me there in ten minutes," oliver said and hung up. He placed the phone in his pocket and quickly stepped out of the office. Bill had wrapped up the body by then an
Steven placed his hand into his jacket pocket and took out a necklace. He slowly placed the necklace on the table before Oliver and watched as Oliver's eyes roamed to it. "There was only one person in the entire city who owned the first design of the Kriss model necklace, and that was Mia, your fiance. About two nights ago, I got a report of an accident which was quick cleaned up before the police arrived. The eye witnesses described the car as yours. Being rich leaves it's Marks. And when I saw this necklace at the scene, it only confirmed what I have been suspecting," Steven told Oliver and he kept his eyes straight. Any attempt to look at the necklace gave him immense pain."And what have you confirmed?" Oliver asked him."That Mia was abducted that night after the accident. You tracked her to the fifth avenue to rescue her but in the process she was wounded." Steven said to him. "Did I miss anything?" He asked Oliver."You missed the toppings. She was not wounded. She was murdere
Elina stood beside her father as the door slowly opened. She grabbed his shirt and shuddered while Oliver stepped into the room. His eyes were not friendly, and the dark distant stare in his eyes made Viktor Grey to become downcast. He was terrified of Oliver's presence and nothing was stopping that emotional outrage."Oliver, what are you doing here? This is a surprise. I was not expecting you today," Viktor Grey said to Oliver who Just Kept glaring at them. Then his eyes rolled to Elina who shuddered and Clung to her father."Viktor, I did not come here for much. I only came here to collect a single thing," oliver told him and stepped closer. Viktor Grey let out a bothered cackle"And what could that be then? He asked Oliver and when Oliver drew a gun, Elina screamed. She fell down and whimpered. Viktor Grey tried his best to remain standing but he was starting to lose his balance."I came here for your life," he said to Viktor Grey. "and hers too" Oliver added while pointing the gu
"What a mess this is," Clara said to Steven and sighed. She gazed at the burnt car and tried not to look too hard at the skeleton that was in the driver's seat. She suddenly felt nauseous and turned away to puke."Easy there Clara, this is not the first graphic thing you have seen," he said to her and then proceeded to crouch close to the car. He did not touch anything, but he used his pen to dig out a nearly burnt purse from the ashes."Found something?" She asked him as she approached. Steven stood up and showed the purse to her. He opened it and saw some burnt cash, condoms, other things which he did not even know what they were and then finally he saw an ID card"Elina Grey," Steven voiced out. "Why does that name sound so familiar?" He asked himself."Because it is. Elina Grey is the heiress to Grey's Pharmaceuticals. She is the daughter of Viktor Grey and the sole heiress. How did she end up dead here? Something is not adding up," Clara said to herself."What's not adding up?" S
Steven zoomed through the streets like there was someone pursuing him. He kept looking at the rear mirror and kept his head steady. His heart kept thumping as he anticipated his meeting with oliver. He did not know how it would go, and something told him that it won't go well.As soon as he drove to the mansion, he sighed. The shadow at the gate gazed at the incoming car and frowned deeply."Yes? Who are you and what do you want?" He asked Steven who drove slowly toward the gate."My name is detective Steven. I want to see oliver," he said to the Shadow while showing his badge, but the shadow did not even blink. He kept gazing at Steven like he was saying nonsense."My boss gave me strict instructions not to let anyone in. I'm afraid you have to come back another day," the shadow said to Steven who scoffed."Listen there friend. I don't think you understand what is at stake here. I have a gruesome scene of a murder down the road and another report of a gunfight. I am not asking you to
"Oh you heard me Steven. I want to give you your daughter back. What was her name again? Ah yes, Stacy," Oliver said to him and Steven just froze on the spot. So many questions roamed in his head and he had no idea how Oliver knew about his daughter."How did you know about my daughter? Did you look into my profile?" He asked oliver who chuckled lightly. He then smiled at Steven."So, you really expected that I will not conduct a thorough investigation on the cop who is determined to bring me down? I am a man who learns through experiences. I once had someone like you in my life. It was a rocky friendship at first but then it got better, until it got worse again. Well, as for you, it's quite different," Oliver told him and then proceeded to drink from the bottle but when he realized that it was empty, he groaned in frustration. Steven just observed everything."Your name is Steven McComb. You were born and raised in Marshtown, perfect grades, impeccable charisma. You just could not si
The events of the previous hours sent Viktor Grey into a frenzy. He kept hearing his own breath as the cab drove him through the streets of Marshtown. Imagaes from the scene hit him again, when he dragged himself out of the car, Elina's screams as she tried to free herself when where she was stuck, the dripping of the fuel as Oliver approached, and her piercing screams while the flames ravaged her body and the car exploded."Ah!" Viktor Grey groaned. He looked around while the cab driver looked at him through the mirror."Are you alright sir?" The cabbie asked him but Viktor Grey just sighed. His eyes were red while he fought back tears. He wanted vengeance by all means and he was going to get it."Are we there yet?" He asked the cabbie who sighed."Not yet sir. The hotel of Lutz is the most monumental building in all of Marshtown. However I am curious what you are going there to do. Although it is a hotel, I heard it is an invite only kind of place. And quite frankly, you don't look