It all happened so dizzyingly fast that Jason couldn’t comprehend it or maybe it had to do with his rapid loss of blood. One moment, Carlisle was advancing on him with his smirk in place. Jason thought he might want to take him out of sight since he presumed that he was unconscious already. He would never know the answer to that. The moment Slasher opened the door and barked at the worker whose frightened face Jason could see from his prone position, the man was cast aside and a hand shot Slasher. Slasher dropped unceremoniously on the floor and Carlisle wheeled back “What is…” the gun in his hands went clattering off as Jason grabbed him from behind to prevent him from shooting Andrea. Carlisle was caught off guard for a moment but in the next seconds, he jabbed his elbow into Jason’s stomach. Right, where he knifed him before and the latter went down. “This is my territory!” Carlisle shouted, his eyes looking a bit crazed as he turned back to Jason. “Nobody messes up my plan
Adrenaline spiked Jason’s system as he looked towards the area where the young man stood before. He was on the floor now choking on his blood as the bullet bit out a chunk of flesh close to his throat in its exit and his blond hair was soaked with crimson now.The area looked as it was earlier. Nothing suspicious but Jason was sure he had seen something fleeting earlier.He tried to wrack his rattled brain as the workers ran towards the young man on the floor and some were looking accusingly towards Jason’s men.“Who the hell did that?” Andrea shouted as she looked warily around. The men looked back at her with the same measure of confusion.It was unerring. The fact that nobody had seen anyone shot the gun. Something niggled at the edge of Jason’s mind but then his mind was getting woozy from the loss of blood that didn’t stop.The young man was lifted onto a makeshift gurney and was wheeled out by Jason’s men after one of them said “He is still alive”“You need to get treated,” Sim
“Why, you are back, Mr Ritz!” Gladys said with an affable smile on her face as Jason and the Deadly Duo got out of the car.Her smile didn’t change even as her eyes trailed down to Jason’s bandaged stomach. Then she looked back at his face and her eyes flicked to Andrea and Simon behind him. “You even brought friends?” she said with a welcoming smile “They will all be welcomed here. I love guests,” she said excitedly. Then she looked behind them like she was looking for someone else. “Sir and your friend didn’t come with you?” she asked innocently.“Oh, you mean Carlisle?” Jason asked with a lift of his brow as anger filled him. Simon had filled him in on what they had discovered. Jason couldn’t believe that he had been fooled by a she-devil in granny wear.His anger rose when he thought of the young man who was at that moment struggling for his life because of this cunning bitch who thought herself too clever.And she was clever. For there has been no Mr Carlisle anywhere. Cain or w
“Here?” Jason asked in disbelief. “Yes,” the girl said tentatively as they stood in front of the old bungalow where she took them. The environment was weedy and full of briars. Jason thought of the fact that if it could be this eerie-looking during the day then what would it look like at night? “They were elsewhere before… closer to the house…. but she ordered to have them brought here yesterday” she looked at Jason before quickly looking away. “After…” “You mean after we arrived?” Jason asked and the girl nodded. Jason figured it was his fault in a way that the girls were moved to this horrible place but then who knows what could have happened to them if he didn’t come at all? Behind the bungalow was a visible marsh oozing unpleasant smells with different, strange creepers emitting sounds and rustling reptiles. It would take the bravest of hearts to even dare to come out here at dusk not to talk of a bunch of kids who were already terrified by all manner of horrors before. “Yik
The man tried to move it but after a few shifts, it stayed in place. “Damn, I guess I was wrong, sir. I am so sorry, sir” the man said apologetically. Simon turned towards others searching the nooks and crannies of the room. But then a movement caught his eyes in the living room. “No, you are not. Keep pushing” Simon said thoughtfully, with his eyes fixed on the spot he noticed. “But it is not pus….” The man was cut off as Andrea consecutively shot at the fixture and it broke off. Instantly, the big solid slab on the floor revved in a circle and it opened up a hole. In the floor. The men closed by quickly stepping back. Jason hurried over to the place and he saw that there was a suspended ladder from the entrance of the hole “What?” The men quickly came over with the flashlight and Jason shone it down the dark hole. Nothing rustled or moved beneath. Calling out was one of the fastest ways to get killed, he knew but he had to “Hello, who is down there?” No answer. “If you ar
“Millie! Oh my God! Millie!” Jason stayed some distance away from the two females clinging to each other in ecstasy. He did not need to speculate further about the identity of the stoic-looking, woman anxiously looking about the pier. Millie had confirmed that for him the instant she saw her and squealed “Auntie Flo!” Jason was grateful for his fast reflex as she was already opening the door before he parked fully. The woman saw the girl flying toward her and her eyes lighted up as she dashed towards her and they met halfway, hugging each other desperately. They had been like that for a while now. Jason was starting to feel self-conscious as the people passing by were looking at the two ladies with interest. Now they were weeping. Or is that just the woman; Auntie Flo? Jason wondered what was it with women and tears. An uncomfortable memory of another woman he knew who cries a lot came to his mind and he fixed his focus on the two women. “He said it. He believed it. He said you
He couldn’t believe that his father would do such a thing. How could he stoop so low to that point? Matteo couldn’t boast of knowing how well his father’s mind works but even he couldn’t have dreamed of this happening. He was furious as he drove towards the legendary oldest home of the Fitzgeralds. A home that his cruel, twisted-minded ancestor had built from a design drawn up by a bloodthirsty architect who must have had a twisted mind of his own. Or who was paid enough to bring alive the fancy of his worker? A fancy of horror. Matteo could remember how chilled he had been the first day he went down the darkened basement of The Fitzgerald’s Chateau. He learnt what the useless maids and gossiping housekeepers always whispered about. Chained doors with bars and an unspeakable chillness to the air. His young mind had found it fascinating back then even though he had been annoyed that he dirtied his hand on something slimy and gross. Something one of the maids had quickly cleaned of
Matteo heard the sound of a crash after he pushed one of the maids out of the way on his way down to the basement. What could that be? He wondered. He forgot to ask Jose who exactly was asked to keep watch over her. Not that the old man intended to tell him about this anyway.The bastard! There would come a time when he would be in charge of Fitzgerald's family, then he would deal with a lot of people. His uncle and Jose being the top of that list, before extending to others like that bastard who thought he could humiliate him and get away with it.They would all rue the day they decided to cross him. The idiot who was given his company already got what he deserved. They would all learn that he was not one to trifle with.He just had to wait for his dad to hand things over to him first. Right after he got her out of this place, he would ensure he did everything possible to make his father think that he was reformed. It was an easy enough act. He had not only been sleeping with girls i