RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT

CHAPTER 195

The sun's warm rays beamed down upon the white gate as Nicholas gently eased himself out of the black vehicle. His movements were measured and deliberate, betraying none of the anticipation that swirled within him. With his black leather briefcase firmly in hand, he approached the gate, his polished boots clicking against the well-manicured path. He had driven himself from the Loughty's estate to this DeVenera Estate and he only one mission.

Nicholas paused before the gate, his gaze sweeping over the intricate ironwork. Taking a deep breath, he reached out and pressed the brass bell, the chime echoing through the quiet scene.

He stood there calmly, his expression neutral, as he waited for a response.

The minutes ticked by, the only sound the occasional chirping of birds. It looked like most people in that community has a parrot. Then, finally, the gate began to creak open, revealing a burly man in a crisp blue uniform.

The guard's eyes narrowed as he took in