“You choose the wrong person to go up against with, too bad you will not be alive to regret it,” Mr Clark sneered cleaning off the sand on his clothes.The cars reached the entrance and parked recklessly, the men jumped out swiftly like soldiers, a total of fifteen men all together. They were all armed with various guns. Why won’t they have different kinds of guns? Their boss was an arms dealer after all.They were led by Eddie, the man that earlier came to Mr Clark’s office to report the ambush by K2 on him and his men. He quickly paced towards them, the men closely following behind, their faces as cold as an iceberg. Eddie’s lip tightened and his brows furrowed when he saw his colleagues on the floor groaning in pain. “Are we too late, Mr Clark?”“No, Eddie, you are just on time,” he sneered.“But where are the gang members that did this,” Eddie asked perplexed, gesturing towards the men on the floor.“There are not gang members, Casper and his men are worthless. They couldn’t eve
The accelerating convoy caused all the gangsters as well as Mr Clark himself to ponder tremendously. Who could that be? Though they were all staring at the mysterious cars perplexed, their guns with still pointed at the four men.They all knew only the low class people buried their dead there, the owner’s of the cars were surely not coming to pay respect to someone buried in that cemetery. Then what could’ve brought such a mogul to the cemetery?As their questions swirled in their minds, the cars arrived and parked next to the sleek black vehicles that Mr. Clark and his men had brought earlier, making the latter look like jalopies in comparison.Four men in tailored navy blue suits with glasses on, emerged from each of the twelve cars. One of the men hurriedly walked towards the thirteenth car and pulled the door open.A man with a white beard jumped out of the car and hurried toward the cemetery entrance, where the drama was unfolding. Over forty men followed closely behind him, thei
Mr Clark and his men panicked terribly, they knew whom the threat was coming from. Mr Clark already on his knees quickly crawled towards August, clutching his legs. “Mr Gibson, please forgive my ignorance. I did no know it was you…”Thud!“Get your filthy hands off my young master!” One of the security men kicked him hard on his chest sending him to crash his back against the ground.As if that was not enough, Mr Kane picked him up from the ground by his collar like a piece of paper and slapped his face three more times. “You wanted to disinter this cemetery, right? I’ll kill you and bury you right here” Mr Kane spat coldly.Mr Clark was covered in cold sweat, he was shaking like a leave in a storm. Even his men had never seen him this frightened, they had always known their boss to be brutal and cruel; a toughened sadist. They never imagined he would be this scared in front on anyone.Mr Clark quickly dropped to his knees, trembling as his forehead touched the ground. “Please forgive
Damien scanned the room before approaching one of the waiters, he seized his collar and yanked him towards his scary face. “Where is your filthy manager, Mike? He is supposed to bring protection money to us every week and he failed. Where is he?” Damien inquired angrily.The waiter was trembling, his legs were like a jelly, he panicked in fear like he was in the hands of the grim reaper. As the waiter was battling with anxiety and finding his words, Ava quickly approached.“Can I help you, gentlemen?” she asked, forcing a smile. Of course she knew who Damien and his men were, but she was now the manager of the restaurant, she had to act like one.Damien shoved the man by the side and arrogantly approached her. He noticed the tag flaunting on her chest ‘Ava Gray, Manager’. “Where is Mr Mike?” he asked with a puzzled-frown.“Mr Mike no longer works here, I’m the new manager. Can I help you?” “Mr Mike usually paid protection money to us every week so that we don’t have to come here and
“The Turners?!” August snorted, causing the man to frown. “Haven’t you quite learnt your lesson being an errand dog to the Turners? You should try to consider finding yourself another job, a decent one for that matter,” August added firmly.Damien’s lips tightened, “look here fool! My men and I haven’t forgotten what you did to us at Mr Doe’s office, so you better remained quiet and don’t provoke us more… Or else we will beat the hell out of you,” he threatened angrily, but in a lower tone.August scoffed, he knew Damien did not want anyone else to hear about what happened at Mr Doe’s office, where he and his men were beaten to a pulp. That would be embarrassing to his reputation, he and his men have always carried their shoulders high to the skies, claiming they are untouchable in the city.“Listen here, everyone,” August called out, attracting the trembling eyes in the room towards him. “There is something I would want to tell you about these men. Just few days ago at Mr Doe’s offic
Just as the men were about to carry out the instructions, August yelled, “Stop!” The men halted in their tracks and turned their gazes toward him. “Don’t you want to know who the new restaurant owner is before breaking into his cash room? You might get into a lot of trouble later that could be avoided if you listen to me,” August warned.“What do you mean?” Damien frowned. “I don’t care who the new owner of the restaurant is. As long as the restaurant is in this city, he would have to pay protection money to the Turners,” he spat.“Believe me, you would care if you know who it is,” August chuckled slightly.Damien’s face loosened a bit, “okay fine. Which fool owns this restaurant?” he asked ignorantly.“The Gibsons. The Gibson’s bought this restaurant from the Bensons and it now belongs to them,” August disclosed.The news sent shivers down Damien’s spine. His heart almost divided into two and he quickly let loose of his grip on Ava’s hair. “The—the Gibson’s?” He startled in disbelief
“Why won’t you afford the bills? You are the Turners henchman. You collect protection money from half of the stores in the city, the money should be a meager amount to you,” August scoffed.Damien clenched his teeth, he wanted to pick August from the ground and slam him hard against the wall, but he would not want to worsen the situation, so he swallowed the urge. “Look here, jerk, Mr Turner doesn’t play with a penny of his. He knows how much his money is supposed to be, he will cut my head off if he suspects the money is short by a dollar. There is no way I can afford to pay all these bills!” Damien objected beginning to lose his cool at August.August then turned to Ava, “very well then, since he doesn’t want to pay for the bills, I suggest you call Mr Kane and inform him about all he and his men have done here,” August said slyly.Ava reached for her phone and was about to dial a contact when Damien interjected: “Stop, please don’t call him. I’ll pay for the bills,” he said dejecte
A volcano was about to erupt inside of Damien, his hands were itching to connect with August’s face.“What nonsense! Do my men and I look like cleaners to you? You must have a lot of nerves saying that. I might have agreed to pay for the bills, but my men and I will never stoop that low to do all these things!” Damien made it clear.August chuckled, “you might want to take back your statement,” he said indifferently.Damien was exasperated, “look here, big mouth, the only reason why you are still alive is because you are under this roof. I don’t want to drop a dead body in the Gibsons restaurant, but once you are out of here, you won’t last a minute. I’ll kill you and feed your corpse to the vultures,” he said coldly his eyes narrowing in anger.Ava pitied Damien, he would’ve been on his knees trembling in fear and begging for his life, if he knew who he was talking to. He dared threatened to kill the Gibson’s heir? He must be begging to be killed. She wanted to tell Damien to stop s