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Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 187. Bastard.
The thing about internet cafes is a lot of people who want to be either edgy or unrecognizable visit them for various reasons. I had been under the impression that the business itself was on a decline because almost everyone had some sort of computing device with them, so why waste money and time getting to an internet café if you could do it right at their homes? Back when I was young, there were many of them around, but now I don’t think there were even five cafes littered around the city. After all, aesthetically built coffee shops were proving to be a good replacement for them, because as I mentioned before, people had their own devices and liked to work with them.So, what brought many customers to internet cafes now? Aside from, of course, those who could not afford to have a PC device.Clandestine City had another facet in internet cafes, and that was gaming. In the particular café we were spying on, there was a separate aisle for gaming purposes and that was where a lot of peo
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 188. Gerald
“I realize that I’ve spoken out of turn,” I tell Erikkson when I corner him a moment later as we clear away the dishes from dinner, still at Mal’s apartment. “I mean, I know for certain that Lemon is going to help me, and Gerald might come around, and Mal is in on this…but I sort of dragged you into this whole thing and now I’m suggesting going completely off the rails without even conferring with anyone. I know Gerald got a good lot to say about that judging by the way that vein above his eyes is starting to twitch, but I can’t tell if you-““Jace,” Eriksson races his hands, palms forward with a twinkle in his eyes and a barely suppressed smile, “you don’t have to ramble about this, kid. I knew from the moment you told me about this that we might have to embark on this path, and when I heard what the detective said over the phone, I confirmed it. The truth is, I’m tired of the law enforcement in this city too.”I blink at him in surprise “You are?”Erikkson huffs out a breath of anno
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 189. Boss
“Jace, what are you doing?” Gerald hisses at me after we scurry to the corridor that links all the rooms in the apartment. “Seriously, your father is going to murder me for this. What are you thinking?!” “I’m thinking that I got another video of my lover getting tortured and no one is doing anything about it, so at least I should take matters into my own hand before she gets killed!” I inform him, trying not to feel annoyed at his reasoning like the last time. I do not want to have another falling out with him, not now. We had to stick together now, otherwise, this whole operation would fall apart! “Surely you can understand my reasoning here. Even the criminal himself stated that the police is doing jackshit, and Detective Reverend and his front desk jackass made that all clear. What else am I supposed to do here, Gerald?”Gerald sighs, “It’s not to say I don’t understand what you’re getting at-“ “Look, I have an idea that you just might, because I don’t know anything about your pa
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 190. Reason
After that bizarre conversation with Gerald, we decidedthat it would be for the best if we took the whole operation to the estate. There is security there and no one would expect an operation like the one we're trying to do to take place in a billionaire's house. Also, as Mal stated after we moved, apparently the internet connection of the Wi-Fi was faster than his own too, so it was a plus. As it was the middle of the night, we could cut off the cameras that we'd hacked into because we were certain that the kidnapper wouldn't enter the place at that time. Because I only had one computer in my place and as it was not as powerful as Mal's was, we knew we had to pack up his devices and transport them back to my place. So that is what we did. Erikkson had to leave because he had work to do but promised that he'd swing around the next morning to see how it was going. Mal, Lemon, and I packed the devices that Mal needed into cardboard boxes and brought them to Gerald’s beat-up Honda. For
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 191. Strange
I am sitting in a file, and it is nighttime. It is quite strange, because I'd never seen this particular field before, and have no memory of coming here. The file is filled with long blades of grass that brush gently against my legs, which seem to be bare. In fact, I'm not wearing any clothes whatsoever, and it is disconcerting because I do not think there was ever a circumstance in my life where I would step out into the open buck naked, much less wind up in a field without a stitch of clothing! I look around frantically, searching for my clothes in the grass, but the only ones I find are pebbles and dirt in between the blades. I stand up, feeling the chill of the night biting against me. I notice while I'm searching for my clothes that there the dark blue sky is blank. That stops my search in the spot. There are no stars in there, there is no moon. There aren’t even clouds. Something is amiss here because I can clearly see what was surrounding me as if there was light, but I did k
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 192. Get a Hit
It took us two more days to get a hit.Two torturous days of unblocking the Grangers and trying to calm them down so neither of them would end up in the hospital with heart palpitations or something else, two days of hoping that maybe I was wrong about the police and maybe they might be able to actually do something about it only to be proved wrong, two days of living with all the demons in my dead telling me that I was not going to make it, that I was going to get us all arrested with my scheme and Coraline will end u dying in the end because I messed up, two days starting at two screens with my friends waiting for the man we flagged as the kidnapper or anyone suspicious to arrive at the internet cafe, two days of waiting and waiting…until we finally get the hit.Well, something of a hit. More of an idea. That morning, Mal tells us, “There seems to be a two day difference between the first video and the second video. While we normally need about three or more circumstances in order
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 193. Devices
I call Erikkson and Gerald, but Gerald is in a super important meeting in another city, so he can’t make it. But Erikkson doesn’t have any appointments in the morning, so as soon as I tell him what we have discovered, he tells me that he would come by my place in a few minutes.“I’m the guy in the chair,” Mal says as Lemon and I run around to get supplies for a stakeout, “so I’m going to wait here. Unless you got a fully equipped vehicle with all the devices, I could get my hands on stashed around here somewhere, I’m going to have to stay here and steer you all from the distance. I suppose you all got some Air Pods available.”“Yep,” I tell him, “If not we’ll just buy’em.”“No need to spend your money on me, Mr. My-father-is-a-billionaire, I mooch from you enough,” joked Lemon as he breezes past me, “by the way, what car are we taking? It gotta be something nondescript right?”“I’m not taking that Honda Gerald found from God knows where. Just one of the black ones that don't look too
Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir 194. Internet Cafe
When we park in front of the internet café on the other side of the road so the chances of the kidnapper noticing us are less, I feel such a sense of déjà vu that all the hairs on my neck rise with the tension that seems to be in the air.Never did I think that I would have to be in this position, with two guns tucked into the waistband of my jeans, in a car with two guys and another speaking in my ear, waiting for a kidnapper to arrive so he could upload yet another video of my lover getting tortured.If Mal’s prediction is correct, then the kidnapper had a video he would be unloading. Another montage of him physically assaulting Coraline, or doing something worse this time, and I will have to watch it for the third time. I feel such a sense of hatred when I think about it, and when I see a policeman around the corner of the town square, we’d parked right next to, I feel positively murderous. If they had done their job correctly, then I wouldn’t have to be here, I they had not been s
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