Lance Dickson. Seated with assurance in her boss’s office the day she took up the task, Valencia had no idea that she would be taking a turn down the roads she was determined not to tread. Lance Dickson, the current ASP of the Baleria Police Department was a dirty man. Right up to his shiny, baby face, the man was up to his neck in corruption. What frustrated Valencia was that even though he looked slick and stupid, he was slippery too. She had been on his tail for over a week now and had never been able to catch him in any incriminating act. At first, Valencia had thought that Jordan was just paranoid because all the research she had done on him had validated the man clean. Maybe too clean in her opinion but a man couldn’t be faulted for having a clean record after all. His public record had shown him as a model citizen and an upright policeman who steadily climbed up the ladder through pure hard work and determination to his current position. ASP Dickson, a magazine interviewed h
The club was packed to the brim when Valencia entered. With people milling about, girls out for action and guys ready to give them. Gangsters and regular people alike twisted and turned on the dance floor so packed that she wondered how anyone was able to breathe at all. One would think that a party that belonged to a police officer would be free of people on the shady side of the law but the opposite was the case in Felix's lounge that night. The place was crawling with them. Valencia could pick out the bulge of guns in some’s pockets as they danced, and stood around smoking while some smooched with their partners. Distaste filled her mouth as she looked around furtively trying to catch a glimpse of the birthday boy but the smoke-hazed room almost made it impossible to pick people’s faces out. The atmosphere was cloying with the smoke of weed, grass and the occasional cigarettes. For a police officer? This was beyond outrageous. She wondered if he did not care about what the publi
Jordan couldn’t remember the last time he had gotten so angry, especially over something that had nothing to do with him. He was known for being calm no matter how nerve-wracking the situation was after all. It was one major reason why he became the youngest sheriff in the history of Rova county, why he was so good at being a policeman and why he was a damn good private investigator, after all. But he saw her looking so damn sexy in that ridiculous getup she had on in a club filled with a pack of bastards who would as soon ravish her as blink their eyes. A few paces away from where he spotted Dickson earlier, another capital asshole who wouldn’t mind adding any new morsel to his long line of conquest, he just lost it. “Are you out of your mind?” he asked in anger as he ignored her jibe at his momentary job. “What on earth do you think you are doing here by this time of the night in that?!” he said jabbing a finger towards her slinky clothes. Her hazel eyes fired up and she drew in
Valencia wished the ground would just open up and swallow her, but since that would mean more humiliation in the presence of her nemesis, she simply opened her momentarily closed eyes and bent down to salvage what she could from the wreckage on the floor. A futile move, but she would rather do that than face..."What? You are just going to ignore me now?" The voice said, as the person who called her earlier sauntered to her front.He stepped on the pieces of glass in front of her and crushed them hard with the heel of his black, sophisticated boot. Valencia had no choice but to swallow her anger and embarrassment as she lifted her head to look at Bastion Issachar.Well, she at least knew that he was the person behind the domino mask. “Okay, what the hell is with the masks?” she thought momentarily in anger as she was forced to be in a weak position in front of the most hateful person she had ever come across. Her stepbrother.But then she remembered how dangerous her situation was, an
The headlights stayed on for a moment without dimming.“Who is that?” Valencia called out in anger. She had no idea who could be playing such a prank on her, but she was certain that it couldn’t be Jordan.When nobody answered her, she removed her hand from her face and turned to leave. She wondered how she had not realized that assholes lived in her building. Not that she had been here long enough to know anyway.The lights went off suddenly, and she looked back again to see Bastion getting out of the car. Her eyes were still adjusting to the lights, but she could see him clearly.“What the hell is wrong with you?” she yelled at him, even as she realized that her cover had been blown. She couldn’t go in now, so she thought fast as she changed her direction and moved towards him.“That is a question for you, bitch,” Bastion answered as he removed his mask. “You back-biting bitch. You are rolling with the enemies now, eh? You are going to regret this, baby sister,” he said as he came a
“Where is she?”Jordan jerked his head up from the document he was trying to concentrate on and blinked up at his cousin. His very unexpected cousin.“Chione?” he called in confusion.“Good to see you too, cuz,” Chione answered absentmindedly before she sat down abruptly in the chair in front of Jordan’s desk. Then she pointed towards the door and asked again in a near-whisper, “Where is she?”“Where is who?” Jordan asked as he rubbed hard at his forehead, where a raging headache was currently brewing. Nothing made sense. Just like the sudden disappearance of his so-called assistant-slash-rookie. “Laura? You must have seen...” He looked sharply at her inquisitive face and asked, “Wait, what are you doing here? Did you take a leave? I am sure it is not yet time for your annual leave. Do your parents know you are here? Why are you even here, Chi?” he asked rapidly, his confusion mounting.“Wow, slow down, 'dad'. Will you?” Chione said with a grin, the anxious look on her face gone for a
“Apache is Dreadlord?”Chione nodded before she bit into her juicy burger. The sauce slipped off the sides, and she swiped it with her finger, then licked it off before she gave Jordan her full attention. “You and many others know him as Dreadlord. I know that Dreadlord is the same man as Apache Isacchar, your assistant’s..."“Father. Yes, yes, I get that. How did you know, though?”Jordan wondered as he looked at his cousin in amazement. Even he just discovered recently that Dreadlord is the current leader of all the crime rings in Baleria and beyond. He was hoping that Dickson would lead him to the man. And Chione just happen to know the man’s name and who he was related to?“Remember the nickname I earned in college?” Chione asked with a grin as she popped a chip in her mouth.“Cat?” Jordan asked testily, wondering how that had anything to do with the current issue.“Wrong again. Eagle Eye. That was what I was called. I didn’t earn that nickname for nothing. There was a reason for i
Mollie was not in the house when they arrived.She was pacing in agitation in front of the office building with the office phone in her hand. She rushed forward as fast as her legs would allow as the car barreled into the driveway.“Thank God you are here. I forgot the new emergency number again,” she said anxiously as Jordan parked the car.“Speed-dial 5,” Jordan answered automatically. “What happened?”“You need to see for yourself. She wouldn’t open her eyes,” she answered as she dialled the emergency number.Jordan and Chione rushed inside. “What the fuck?” Chione yelled as Jordan took in the devastation of what had once been his pristine firm.Every furniture in the offices was upended. Some broken. Books from the library were thrown about. Jordan’s experiments and inventions were all smashed to nothing. The computers were gouged with the figurines that Laura kept on her table. It was a total massacre. Amidst all the chaos, Laura lay in an uncomfortable angle. She was unconscious
I can’t thank you enough, dear reader, for turning the pages until this point. I really do appreciate you for checking out this book, adding it to your library, unlocking chapters, voting for this book, giving this book your gems, and for your amazing and inspiring review and in-chapter comments as well. You are the reason I kept going to this point. You are my strength. I appreciate you a lot. Lots of love and blessings to you! The Comeback Of Alarick is my first thriller story, and my first short story as well. I really hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it as well. I assure you that there will be more improvement in my writing style, plots, settings, and the way I portray the characters in my subsequent books. I would like to have your comments and suggestions on what you would like to see in my other books. I will appreciate that a lot, and I assure you that I will work hard to infuse your wants into my books. You can check out my other stories on this pla
Slowly but surely, peace returned to Baleria. It was not an easy task and it took the government over a year before they could decide to stop the influx of special agents they had to keep sending to Baleria to keep the peace.The death of Apache seemed to be like the death of a god to the miscreants of Baleria and its environs. Some of them resorted to retaliation and for months, it was more of a common occurrence on the streets of Baleria for rapid gunshots to resound all of a sudden in the wake of their crazed attempt to deliver a payback to anyone whom they believed had a hand in his death.Jordan escaped assassination twice and Valencia had to be taken under the wings of the secret service working for President Kalani. Jordan convinced Chione to go back to Rova before the heat heightened. Though she only went back to take a lengthy leave before coming back to join her cousin in the fight against the vermin that had penetrated every thread of Baleria and its neighbouring cities.Jor
The door burst open and Valencia tripped over her feet as someone pushed her. She fell to the floor and looked up in fright at her father and Jordan. Sandra followed her in with a gun pointed at her.“She was snooping around, babe. Tried to swipe my phone” Sandra said without lowering her gun as Valencia stood up slowly.Jordan had no idea what was going on. Why was Valencia being treated like that even though she was part of them? He knew he shouldn't feel any empathy towards her, after all, she betrayed him. Yet, he couldn't help but wonder.“Is that so, girl?” Apache asked as he motioned for Sandra to bring his daughter over. “I am not your girl” Valencia spat out. “You are not the father that I thought I knew. The man I know will never do all those vile things. You can drop the pretence and just kill me the way you killed your other child!" she sneered.Fleeting surprise crossed Apache's face before he said "Oh, I see that Sandra is correct. You have been snooping. Where the hell
“Please, promise me that they will make sure he gets out first before they go all in. I think you need to tell your men again or let me just go with them. I am a cop in Rova. I have my badge, and I can protect him in there. I should be going in with them. I know Jordan. They don’t” Chione said rapidly as she turned to face the man beside her.Holt Hendrick, the aggrieved governor of Baleria removed the binoculars in his hands and looked pensively at Chione.”Who is this again, Todd”Todd Hendrick rolled his eyes before he answered without looking up from his laptop “You know who she is, Uncle. Chione? The reason we have the initial intel? My friend. Repetition is not my thing you know. Keep up, uncle”Holt nodded without taking his eyes off Chione. “Listen, miss. I have as much stake in this as you do. Well, more. Actually. This state has a lot of stake in this. In case you have not read the news, I lost my family. God knows it was the only thing they could talk about for months. This
“So, you see,” Apache Isachar continued conversationally. “You are a problem. You are like, What is it called again? Yes, you are like a ticking bomb. a headache that wouldn’t go away. Just like your father.”When Jordan wanted to say something again, Apache raised his hand and said, “Did you learn nothing earlier? I know. I know you are dying to know about what happened to your dad. Don’t worry. I will literally grant you all your wishes. I will tell you about him. Then you will die. Kind of fitting.” He added with a smile.Then his smile turned into a sneer as he looked at him. “You. I saw potential in you and put Dickson on your case. If only you had not been so bullheaded, just like your father, this story could have ended differently. Sadly, you are your father’s son, and you will receive the same end as him. Well, too bad.”Apache stood up suddenly and moved quietly like a panther toward Jordan. “I mean, you even made me tell you that sob story on the day you had the guts to tell
“Glad you finally decided to join us, little punk.” Jordan heard as he woke up the second time. He was getting pissed off for repeatedly being knocked out. After being knocked out on the verge of the huge shock he was dealt earlier, he was just coming out of his unconscious state when he felt another blow to his head again and he went under.This time around, he had no idea if he would be allowed to stay awake or if another blow would send him back into an unconscious state. When he concentrated fully on the man sitting in the cane chair in front of him; he guessed he might be allowed to stay awake this time after all. He seemed ready to talk this time around. The bastard that Jordan had always held in high esteem. The man he had been in touch with, long after he had left the force. Rtd. ASP Allan Dexter.The man grinned unapologetically as he said “I can see that you have finally processed this. Go ahead then. Ask all the questions running about in that smart head of yours. I can’t
“That was a great performance, Maria. You can go now.”Valencia shook her head slightly as she woke groggily from the sleep that had suddenly snuck up on her. Her father? Maria? She thought she was dreaming, but by the time she blinked hard and concentrated on the foggy figures in the room, she realized that she was not alone, as she had been for days. There were others.“Yes, sir,” She heard Maria say as the latter bowed to her father and turned to leave.“Maria?” Valencia called uncertainly. Her mouth felt leaden, and her throat felt as if it were stuffed with wet cotton.Maria didn’t say anything as she glanced at Valencia, then she quickly looked away and left the room.Valencia grew more confused. Why was Maria acting like that? Has she called Jordan? Would he be coming? What is her father's name? Her father! Her mind cleared when she remembered that she had heard his voice.“Dad?” Valencia called when she turned her head and saw the man that Bastion and Maria had told her was be
Jordan got more than he expected from his cousin’s jotter.He did not just get the address but he got the full intel about the location and every other thing he needed to know about the layout of Isacchar’s home and headquarters of his operations. Jordan was awed by what he got just from decoding the shorthand on his cousin’s jotter and he understood that he had truly undermined his cousin’s prowess. Though he doubted that she could have gotten that much information while she was in Rova; he was more than grateful to have that with him.He tucked the jotter away again and looked over at the man who was currently struggling to get rid of the duct tape on his hands and mouth. He kept shaking his head wildly and making gestures to be set free.Jordan rolled his eyes and leaned over to rip the duct tape from his mouth. “You will not get away from this!” Lance Dickson shouted as soon as his mouth was free. “You will be arrested! You will be punished for kidnapping an officer of the law. I
Limping badly and scarred-faced, Maria went through the door of the storehouse that one of the men standing outside it held open for her. “Thank you,” she said before she passed through. Valencia thought that her dehydration was finally making her lose it when she heard the voice. Maria couldn’t possibly be there. She looked up and was amazed when she saw that it was really Maria. “Maria?” She licked her parched lips and raised her head higher. “Maria, is that you?” Maria gingerly placed the tray in her hands on the table and quickly went over to pull back the curtains from the shrouded, barred window, then she limped back to Valencia’s side. “It is me, miss. It is me” she said with tears in her eyes. Valencia’s eyes widened and her excitement dimmed when she saw the huge, ugly scar that covered most of her right cheek “Your…face. What happened to your face, Maria?” she asked instantly, hoping that it was not what she thought. Yet she knew. Maria turned her face away from Valenci