The moment Alex gave the order for the cargo to be transported, Gustavo instructed all his men to lay low. They all watched Alex get into his car and drive off. "Is it time yet?" Christine asked Gustavo through the walkie-talkie that she had latched to her blouse. "Of course not. We wait for at least six hours," Gustavo said. "At that time, the cargo is far from the land and external rescue cannot easily meet up."Jason glanced at his wristwatch. It was 9 pm and he promised Jasmine that she was going to come spend the night at her place. Six hours meant that he was going to leave in the early hours of the morning. As though she read his mind, Jasmine began to call his phone. He answered immediately. "Where are you?" She asked him. "I don't know if I can make it before midnight, but I will be there by the early hours of the morning," he explained to her. "I should have thought about this earlier," she said. "You are so unbelievable," she added before she hung up. Jason looked at the p
Jason's eyes fluttered open when the sun's rays hit his eyes. He tried to sit up but the sharp pain on his arm caused him to fall back on the bed with a loud groan. He kept his eyes open as he tried to remember where he was. He looked at his hand and there was an intravenous infusion attached to it. The site of his injury had already been cleaned up and bandaged properly so that the pain was not as gruesome as he felt before. He was still trying to figure out where he was when the door opened and Jasmine walked in with someone. "You are finally awake," she said, hands akimbo. "How long has it been?" He asked her. "Two days, but the doctor has removed the bullet and you are fine now," she answered him. Jason's eyes widened in shock on hearing that he had been lying in the bed for two days. He quickly fumbled around for his phone in his pocket until he realized that he was not in the same clothes as he wore the night of the shootout. "Did you change my clothes?" He asked her. "Of cour
Alex's eyes fluttered open in the hospital ward the moment the nauseating smell hit him. He looked around him and all that he could see was different hospital machines connected to him. The shootout had been so gruesome, and the last thing that he remembered was being dumped in the hospital. Ever since then, no one has come to see him. Klaus had only sent him a message once, telling him that he was going to pay dearly for messing up the business deal and taking chances. He looked outside the window at the other end and it was raining so heavily that the rain splattered against the glass windows. There was also a thunderstorm to go with it as well, and Alex shivered. The smell grew more nauseating, and Alex could not control it anymore. He attempted to stand up but the pain that he felt from a fractured rib cage, and three gunshot wounds that were lodged very close to his muscles made the pain unbearable. Even though the bullets had already been pulled out, it was obvious that he woul
Jason was nervous as he waited for Klaus in his living room. It was the first time that he was going to see Klaus since the incident, as he had been avoiding him under the guise of having a business meeting. The news of Alex's death had spread like wildfire, but in the end, nobody knew who was behind it. Jason had cleaned up so well after him, and even the surveillance camera could not detect who it was as he was well covered. When Laura had announced the death of Alex to him, he had acted surprised as though he had just heard it for the first time. "At least he got what he deserved." That was the only thing that he said to Laura, and he knew it got her suspicious of him because of the way that Alex was rumored to have died, the same way Abbott had died. Klaus' assistant came out to meet Jason, who sat sipping on a glass of wine. "My master says that you should come into his private chamber," his assistant announced. Jason stood up immediately and followed the manager to meet Klaus.
Jason picked up the phone with a start the moment he saw the message, and read it again. Klaus saw the worry in his eyes and knew that something was wrong. "Are you okay?" Klaus asked him. Jason looked up at him, and without saying a word, he stood up and dashed out of the chambers immediately and sped downstairs. As he drove out of Klaus' mansion in a frenzy, he thought about Daphne, and for the first time in a long time, he felt pity for her and only wanted everything to go well. He tried to calculate things in his head, and it occurred to him that Daphne was not nine months gone. She was still in her seventh month.Even though he did not like her so much, he never overlooked the fact that it was his first child that she was carrying, so he made it a point of duty to keep a track record. It only worried him that the baby might be premature. At a loss of where he was headed, he decided to give Laura a call. She answered on the first ring and she was panicking. "Where are you guys?" H
Jason looked intently at her as he searched for an answer to give to her. He had said that in the spur of the moment, and thinking about it, he meant it to some extent. He was thinking of Jasmine at this point and the things that he had told her about Daphne being a mere distraction to their being together. "Do you love me?" Daphne asked him again with a faint voice, and he looked up at her with a small smile, her hand still wrapped in his. "You gave me my first child, so of course, I love you," he answered her. He did not know if he had given her the answer because he wanted her to feel better, but he did not feel so bad saying something like that to her. She smiled so brightly at him, and it went a long way to display her extent of contentment at his answer. "Have you seen our baby?" She asked him again in a faint voice. "Of course, I have seen him. You gave us a beautiful boy, Daphne. You made me a father and I love you so much for it," he said as he leaned in and kissed her on th
Without another word to Jasmine, Jason rushed into the hospital immediately and headed for the infant ward immediately. He stood behind the glass as he watched the doctor and the nurses surrounding the incubator that nurtured his son. He watched them closely with folded arms, but that was not how his mind was. His mind was in a haze, endlessly thinking and hoping that his son would survive. He saw a nurse pick the child up, cradled him in her arms, and took him through another door within the ward and shit it after her. The doctor came out of the ward and walked up to Jason. "Is the child still alive?" Jason asked him, not sure if he wanted to hear the news or not. "He is premature and the chances are slim, but we will do whatever we can. We just discovered a hole in his heart, and we are well aware of the conditions that may have led to it. The prematurity is part. The doctor's voice trailed and all Jason could think about at that time was what he was going to do if he lost the chil
Jason entered the doctor's office and took a seat while he fidgeted. Laura said that she would be waiting outside for him in case he needed anything. He only hoped that it was not going to be a shoulder to cry on. The doctor headed out of the washroom with a towel in his hand and came to sit down. "We managed to preserve your child," the doctor announced to him, and Jason saw himself letting out a sigh of relief. "However, he would have to be dependent on oxygen for the first year of his life, so that his lungs would not be overstressed and cause another complication."Jason did not expect things to be easy considering that the child was premature as well. He would have to deal with whatever was tossed at them. If he wanted to do so, then he would be of much support to Daphne. It was as though a sense of responsibility had suddenly dawned on him and he was suddenly seeing things from a better perspective. "Do we have to keep him in the hospital?" Jason asked as he was concerned about