“Tell us, Mr Domenico Santoro, why would an important figure like yourself want to kill someone like Mr Lucian kings?” The large eyed detective that sat across the table thag separated Damian and him in the questioning room where they’ve been for the past thirty minutes with Damian listening to the unending questions of the detective as to why he killed Lucian.Damian stared at him with that non chalant way he did since the questioning began. “Inasmuch as I hate to repeat myself.” He started fo say in an almost angry tone. “I will say it again. And my answer is I don’t know shit.” He sneered. “And I will only talk to my lawyer. The faster you understand this, the better for all of us.” Damian said as he shifted his gaze to the name tag that was hooked on his uniform. “Mr Fabio….”He completed in an irritated tone. He was already pissed that the police had barged into his house at almost dawn, arresting him based on the charge of Lucian’s death. It was crazy because he hadn’t expected
“Ain’t you the smartest?” Damian asked with a bored smile as Valentine chuckled. “Why do u sense sarcasm?” He asked as Damian shrugged.“Oh….”Valentine smiled sheepishly. “You were being sarcastic.” He said as Damain scoffed. “But you would get busy in this four walls in a few minutes and not have time to be sarcastic, Dear Domenico.” He said with a now straight face as Damain forced himself to maintain the mocking smile on his lips.“Step down and I will give you your freedom in a flash.” Valentine said with a stern voice, his face serious.“And if not?” Damian asked as Valentine watched him in silence, as amusement creeped in his eyes, and then he smiled. “I like the fact that you are trying to reason this whole issue and not okay dumb.” He said but Damian didn’t reply.“In simple word, you are keeping quiet and listening me, at the same time, considering my offer because your cornered, right?” He asked with a cheesy smile.Damian didn’t say anything for a while as he shifted his gaz
“I don’t care.” The words resounded in Damain’s head so many times as he closed his eyes lightly in disappointment. The sound of his footsteps retreating added to his pain.When he opened them again. The door opened to reveal a uniform man. “Mr Domenico.” The police officer started to say, but he was completely interested.“Your lawyer is here and your have been released on bail.” He said as Damian forced himself not to scoff.Valentine has somehow got someone in power to intentionally put him here to humiliate him but coming here to see him. He knew better. The bloody case wasn’t strong enough to keep him here.As Damian made himself to the outside desk in the front part of the station, he saw Elena seating where people sat when they are waiting for anyone.She quickly stood up and rushed towards her boss.“I’m so sorry, boss. I didn’t come earlier because…..”“It’s fine. It’s not your fault. I need to get out of here.” He cut her short while a confused Elena was shocked that Damian
Look who’s here." Amiri walked down the stairs following the butler who had just opened the door for Damian and Elena. It was still hard for Elena to believe any of this was a coincidence."Did you both plan to meet earlier?" Elena whispered to her boss, who had his eyes fixed on Amiri as the other man grinned from ear to ear, as if his wish had just been granted."Welcome to my humble abode." He spread his arms as if to hug Damian, who just stared at him, hand in his pocket, regarding him with a cool smile.Amiri's smile turned into an incredulous laughter as he dropped his arms. "Ah…I’ve forgotten. How dare I..." He started with a feigned hurt look. "Hug the almighty Domenico Santoro," he chuckled in a mocking tone."I’m pleased to see you well again, Amiri." Damian could see genuine shock on Amiri's face as he stretched out his right hand for a handshake, a slight smile tugging at his lips.The smile on Amiri's face started to fade slowly, and he seemed to be fighting hard to maint
“I can’t believe this.” Amiri staggered back, unconsciously locating a sofa behind him and sitting down. His hand slowly moved to hold his face, the news making his whole body shudder, hating how foolish he looked.“It’s okay if you feel embarrassed,” Damian said nonchalantly as Amiri raised his head to look at him in an uneasy manner.“Sorry,” he feigned a smile. “I didn’t mean it that way,” he added as Amiri sighed, smacking his lips together, looking away to avoid revealing how disgruntled he felt to Damian.“So?”Amiri raised his head to look at him. “What? You want me to pay back?” He asked as Damian watched him with an amused look.“What?” Amiri asked, his apprehension growing by the minute. He always portrayed himself to everyone as this strong-hearted person, deeply revered in the underground world. But this man knew how to effortlessly get to him, making some part of his life seem to almost revolve around him.“You must think so lowly of me,” Damian said with a soothing tone,
“We’re here, boss”. Carlos said thriugh the rear mirror as he tried to discern what was going on in his boss’s head who looked pale through out the ride.“Oh…”He replied absentmindedly as Carlos quickly got off the passenger’s sit at the front.He opened up the back seat for his boss and waited, but it seemed Amiri was still in deep thought.“Boss.” He called again as Amiri snapped out of his reverie and turned to see Carlos watching him with a mixture of worried and careful gaze.“What’s with the look?” Amiri got off the car as he straightened his well tailored suit, as he out his shade one, Carlos closing the door again. “You don’t look too well boss.” He said as Amiri started to walk down the small path that was paved in the middle of the cementry where Lucian’s funeral was supposed to hold.“Today is Ravenna’s dad funeral.” He said, without sparing him a glance as he moved ahead.“I didn’t realize you both were that close for you to feel Lucian’s death.” Carlos said as Amiri sto
Amiri made to blink but for some reason, restricted himself as if scared that any wrong movement of his would lead to another problem.He watched as a smile curved up Ravenna’s lips. “Who put you to this, Amiri?” She started to removed an invisible speck of dust on jacket, as she smiled sheepishly, she raised her gaze to meet his again as she stifled a chuckle.“What?” She asked with a laughing tone, her gaze dancing on his face.“You’re crazy.” Amiri could only say as Ravenna stoped moving her hand, the smile faded as she stared at me as if the word ‘crazy’ was foreign to her.“Crazy?” She asked with an irritated, as if challenging Amiri.“Me?” She asked, as if truly hurt. But Amiri knew better. “Stop playing the victim’s game. You’re in front of the man you killed. Have some respect for this dead, Ravenna.” He shove her hand away from his chest as her hand dangled by her side as if she had no control over it.“As if you care.” She stared at him with angry gaze.She bent her head to
Amiri wasn’t sure of what to say. He just stared blankly at her.“What did you do to Paulo?” He could only manage to ask as Ravenna gave him a scrutinizing look as if that would determine if she would tell him anything or not.“You should ask what I would do to him if you don’t comply to my commands right now.” She said as Amiri’s fist clenched.“You still look as if I am lying to you.” She said with a pout. “You still think I don’t have Amiri, ugh?” She raised a brow and tuttered.“Foolish.” She snorted. “Swerville Day school. Finish his lessons by 12 noon. Has a standby driver that takes him home to his mama.” She said to spite Amiri the more as if the other man hasn’t gotten the point, the predicament he was into.“What if I switched the driver with my people.” Her lips tugged in a sinister smile as Amiri felt a bead of sweat on his forehead.She chuckled and took off his shades and put it on. “Now I can see the darkness hidden inside of you Amiri.” She murmured almost in a whisper