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Ryan accepted this, however with some reluctance. He was beginning to realize that he had to be patient, even though every fiber of his being yearned for clarity. Maybe Mr Evans wasn’t a demon after all but some kind of guardian angel.The meal continued in silence for a while, and both of them seemed to be lost in thought. Mr. Evans looked like he was having a whole conversation in his head. “What the hell is this man not saying out loud!” Ryan’s inner being kept screaming. The room seemed to close in on them, increasing the anticipation that hung in the air, on Ryan’s side especially.Ryan, unable to contain his curiosity any longer, finally spoke up. His eyes blinked repeatedly in curiosity. "Mr. Evans, who is the man in the picture frame? The one with the same wristwatch as mine. What's his connection to all of this?"Mr. Evans put down his food once more and considered Ryan's question. “You asked this the other time and I let you understand that it’s not time for revealing the
The Hidden Heir Chapter Sixteen
Ramen and his men had fanned out across the dark city, with so much determination to find Ryan and put an end to him once and for all. They searched all books and cranny looking for traces of blood to at least locate him. Their loud voices buzzed as they discussed their strategies to bring him down. At that point, any clue would be greatly appreciated."Alright, guys, listen up," Ramen addressed, his voice sounding very authoritative. "We're dealing with a very tough situation at hand tonight and we can’t afford to miss the target this time. We have to find Ryan and find him fast. Mr Smith is a very dangerous man and we all know that. We wouldn’t want to be on his bad side and finding Ryan as soon as possible is the only key to that. Split into teams and cover as much ground as you can, no mistakes please, no mistakes!” He barked frustratedly. They nodded in agreement as rage filled their hearts. One of the boys, tired of all the delay, started searching through the streets viole
The Hidden Heir Chapter Seventeen
Mr. Smith couldn't find a moment's peace in his own home, as he paced back and forth wondering what was up at the moment. “Those idiots, I gave them a little job and they blew it, they blew it all up! Animals!” He kept roaring as anxious thoughts raced through his mind relentlessly. What if Ryan had gone to the police? What if he ended up in a hospital because of those bruises? And what would he say when questioned about the situation? The weight of his decisions bore down on him, and he kept wondering who had intervened. Turner and Lewis were his suspects, they were the only pussies who didn’t support Ryan’s death.As he continued to pace, his restlessness did not go unnoticed by his concerned wife. She gently asked, "Darling, what's bothering you? You're so restless. Is anything the matter? Is it something I can help with?" She asked with deep concern etched on her face.His mind was full of the worries that clouded him, Mr. Smith simply replied, "It's work stuff," and left the
The Hidden Heir Chapter Eighteen
Viper slipped away quietly, moving towards his car while staying alert. He was parked a stone's throw from the warehouse. He was careful and hated being caught so he always applied caution.The car door opened, and Viper entered into the driver's seat. The engine roared to life, and he navigated the streets. It was close to midnight, and the streets were now very dark but thank goodness for the street light that shone across the roads. The street was now deserted with close to no one on the streets, a quiet stage set for Viper's operation. His eyes darted all over the place, scanning the streets for any hint, any trace of the face on the picture provided to him that had been etched into his memory, and he couldn't afford to miss any potential lead. Viper's phone rang just as he was cruising through the deserted streets. He scanned through his phone to see who was calling, with a wicked smile, he answered the call, bringing the device to his ear. It was his friend, also an undercov
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They continued to talk while he ate, but Turner deftly avoided explaining the full reason for his late-night absence. After breakfast, as he prepared to leave, he gave his wife a gentle kiss goodbye and said, "I'll make it up to you and Emily tonight. Don't worry." With that, he headed out for the office, leaving some of his concerns unspoken and hoping that night wouldn't be as hectic as the other. Turner knew he had intended to work on some files with Emily, he, however, trusted his daughter to handle the task all by herself. Thoughts of how to face Mr. Smith and Mr. Robert, who seemed to be scheming against Ryan and had already concluded he was the negative person on the team briefly crossed his mind. Swiftly, he shook off those concerns with a quick shake of his head and convinced himself that everything would be alright. He entered his car, gave a deep sigh, and drove to the Regals. Upon arriving at the office, Turner made his way toward his personal office. As he app
The Hidden Heir Chapter Twenty
The doctor was done with the examination with Ryan. Evans, wearing a concerned expression, held the doctor on his wrist and took him aside. "Ryan," he began, "I'm eager to know when he will regain his full memory." His voice was barely a whisper. The doctor offered a glimmer of hope. "Ryan’s loss of memory doesn't appear to be too severe," he explained. "In about three months or less, he should begin to remember things from his earlier years." This was a promising revelation for Ryan who was eavesdropping.Ryan felt a sense of ease, he smiled broadly for the first time since he woke up from whatever it was that erased his memories. He had hoped that soon, things would begin to fall into place. It might not be easy but he was excited to experience it. Mr. Evans couldn't hide his joy upon hearing the doctor's assessment, promptly settling the doctor's bill.As the day went by, Ryan kept thinking about what the doctor had said earlier, smiling all through. His memories may have been l
The Hidden Heir Chapter Twenty-One
As they stepped back into the mansion, Mr. Evans could not hide his frustration. He turned to Ryan and raised his voice, "Do you have any idea how dangerous it is out there? The streets are unforgiving, and you're playing with fire!"Ryan wanted to share his concerns about the person who had been following him. With the state Evans was, adding that might do nothing but fuel the anger. He rather kept it to himself. Ryan felt a mix of guilt and confusion. "I'm sorry, Mr. Evans. I just wanted to go for a short walk, to feel a little more...normal."Mr. Evans sighed deeply, his anger starting to subside. "I understand that Ryan, but you need to trust me when I say that it's not safe for you to be out there yet. We're working on a plan to ensure your safety, but you must be patient."Feeling chastened, Ryan nodded. "I get it, Mr. Evans. I'll stay inside. I don't want to cause you any more trouble."Mr. Evans softened his tone. "Thank you, Ryan. I know it's hard, but we're doing everything
The Hidden Heir Twenty-Two
Ryan felt something from Evans’s words. He knew it was something deep, deeper than the Lion discussion. He had the sense that Evans was definitely trying to paint a picture out of the show. Maybe it was something related to him, who knows? But for Evans to divert like that, it sure was something relating to him. That was more like a hint, an eye-opener. Maybe, only maybe some people are seeking his fall because they stole his place and never wanted him to assume it. It was scary, but he liked that he had a hint. “A step at a time, Ryan. That is one in ten thousand of what I need to know.”He said in his head. “Mr. Evans is truly my guardian angel.” He added. Before he could think of another word, there was a doorbell ring.Ding dong!As usual, Mr Evans would always get the door in an attempt to face whoever would want to come inside himself. It was the security personnel from the agency that arrived. There were four of them, two men and two women, all dressed discreetly in pla
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“Why are you so nervous?” Turner asked Ryan who was pacing the floors of his home, sweat running down his back and his breathing a bit chopped.“This is huge, Turner. This is huge!”“But you both are on the same page, right? There’s nothing to be nervous about”“No, the streamers shouldn’t go down that way. And why are they yellow? I don’t want anything yellow.” Ryan said to one of his staff who was hanging up the streamers, not answering Turner.“Okay, you’re one step away from scaring them and making them run for the hills. Come have a drink.” Turner smiled as he stood up and guided Ryan out of the living room and into the dining room.“Why is the cake still out? Shouldn’t it be cooling off in the freezer? It’s not yet time for it to be out.” Ryan commented as he spied the cake with lettering on the counter.“Apparently, this place is off limits too.” Turner added before he dragged him up the stairs. When Ryan protested, Turner stopped at the landing and spoke to him.“Listen, Ryan
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“Why are you so nervous?” Turner asked Ryan who was pacing the floors of his home, sweat running down his back and his breathing a bit chopped.“This is huge, Turner. This is huge!”“But you both are on the same page, right? There’s nothing to be nervous about”“No, the streamers shouldn’t go down that way. And why are they yellow? I don’t want anything yellow.” Ryan said to one of his staff who was hanging up the streamers, not answering Turner.“Okay, you’re one step away from scaring them and making them run for the hills. Come have a drink.” Turner smiled as he stood up and guided Ryan out of the living room and into the dining room.“Why is the cake still out? Shouldn’t it be cooling off in the freezer? It’s not yet time for it to be out.” Ryan commented as he spied the cake with lettering on the counter.“Apparently, this place is off limits too.” Turner added before he dragged him up the stairs. When Ryan protested, Turner stopped at the landing and spoke to him.“Listen, Ryan
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Five
“Greetings.” One of the students who passed by the school greeted me with a bow. Ryan who had been staring at the completed and now functional school building tore his eyes away from it and responded to the student who was already several steps ahead. He looked around to realize that sometime during his gazing, the students had let out for their lunch break. From where he was standing, he could see that some were milling around in the garden and having lunch while some preferred to make use of the outdoor café. He knew and was quite aware that others would be scattered around the indoor cafeteria and different lounges at the different corners of the school. He had decided it was best the students had a wide variety of places to choose from to have lunch. Experience they say is the best teacher, from experience he knew quite well how it felt to suffer through humiliation in the cafeteria and even worse not to have anywhere else to go. This even sponsored his reasons and gladness to
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Four
“Roberts, you never told us how it went on your end.” Lewis said as he popped open another bottle of red wine, poured into his glass and brought it to his lips.“What are you talking about?”“How did the project with Jessica pan out? Was it completed successfully?” Smith asked, irritated at how slow Roberts was being.“Oh, that?” He said flippantly as he swirled the wine in his glass.“The assassin carried out the job without a hitch. He told me that he stabbed her more than 5 times and left her to bleed out in a dark alley. She was taking her last breaths when he left and there was no one in sight to help her so now, we have nothing to worry about because our tracks are clear.”Smith smiled and raised his glass, inviting the other men seated around him to a toast. They celebrated Jessica’s death. Her death meant that there was no one who could point fingers at them especially with Turner one step away from the grave.“Soon, there will be no more obstacles in my way and I will have my
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Three
“Remember that we have to remain calm no matter what he says or does.” Evans said to Ryan as they walked towards the place where they had kept Monroe all the while because he knew Ryan had the propensity to be erratic sometimes.“I know that.” Ryan nodded“Okay, good.”They got to the room and without any hesitation or stopping to think about the decision they had arrived at concerning their hostage, Ryan turned the doorknob to reveal the inside of the room. There, Monroe was, strapped to a bed; his mouth duct taped so he didn’t make a sound and alert anyone. Not like there was a single living soul that could be found for miles but still, it was better to be safe than sorry.“Hello, Monroe. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Evans asked, as he strolled into the room behind Ryan, a smile on his face.Monroe saw them and began to wrestle with his bindings eager to be out of them. He thrashed and thrashed on the bed while screaming at them or rather attempting to scream at them seeing as th
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Two
She ran like her life depended on it, weaving between parked cars and alleys because it did.She was being chased by someone she didn’t know. She had on Nike shorts and a plain black tank top with her hair in rollers looking like she was about to go to bed because that was what she had been trying to do when she heard a crash from outside her bedroom door, down the hall from the toilet.When she crept out, she saw a shadow from under the door because the light was still on and she hightailed it out of there, hoping to get a bat or something to defend herself. However, when she saw a big, burly guy coming to her with a knife, she took off outside the house, to save herself.She was still running, looking back at intervals to see where he was. Previously, she was several steps ahead with a large gap between them but the last time she looked back, she saw that he was way closer. She cursed her luck at not keeping in shape with her body when she finally had enough money to afford a gym
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One
Ryan walked into the hotel where he was meeting Smith and went straight to the receptionist who was all smiles.“Good morning.” He greeted her before letting her know that he was supposed to be meeting with Mr. Smith and wanted directions to the private meeting room Smith had asked to be met at. It was a new upscale hotel that was the rave of town. It was no surprise that Smith had chosen the hotel for them to meet because it was a neutral ground as neither of them had shares in the hotel though there were rumors that Smith planned to acquire it. After all, he liked the way it was growing rapidly. “The maître d’hôtel will be here to escort you shortly. I will just place a call to him now.” The receptionist said after confirming his identity and checking that indeed Smith had reserved the private meeting room.Ryan nodded and took a seat in the lounge as she asked. He was not seated for long before the maitre d’hôtel appeared to take him to the meeting room. He stood up and after adj
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty
“What I need is a hot shower, a hot meal and sleep. Exactly in that order.” Ryan muttered as he dragged his tired body into his house. He plowed straight into the shower in his room and proceeded to have his bath.He had just finished the first task he was given, which was to give out 100 million dollars to a hundred beggars in 3 hours and he was extremely tired, who wouldn’t? It had been a hell of a day and he wanted his bed badly.He quickly sent a text to the chef to send his dinner up because he didn’t have the strength to trudge downstairs. He laid on his bed covers, still tying his towel. He knew that if he got under the covers, he would be asleep faster than a light went out.Suddenly, his phone rang. He stretched his hand out on the bed and picked it up, his eyes squinting to see who it was and he was excited to see that it was Rebecca calling. He sat up in his bed and leaned on the headboard, his finger about to slide up to answer it when he stopped. He remembered the mann
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One Hundred And Fifty Nine
“What exactly are you saying to me? I don’t understand all the medical terms you just mentioned.” Jessica said as she looked at the doctor from her seat at her mother’s side. The doctor blinked at her slowly.“Let’s have this conversation outside, please.” His voice was almost a whisper as he directed her outside the room her mother was lying in and then began to explain what he had said earlier in clearer terms.“What I am telling you is that your mother has no chance of living anymore. From her prognosis, she has at best, a few days to live. I’m sorry!”Jessica was shocked and she gaped at him for a while before she got her words back.“No, no, no!”“I’m sorry.” The doctor apologized as he shook his head.“No, doctor, there has to be something that you can do. My mother can’t just die like that. You can’t just abandon my mother like that.”“I’m sorry but there’s absolutely nothing more we can do for you. Her cancer has spread and eaten into so many of her organs. It is a miracle tha
