Alaric, struck by a paralyzing shock, sat before his mother with his mouth agape, unable to articulate the distress that gripped him. She, concerned and perceptive, probed gently, "Alaric, what's the matter?" Her face was struck with a mixture of concern and confusion. He fumbled for words, finally managing to stammer, "I... I got a me… message." His trembling fingers navigated to the message icon on his phone. The text, laden with menace, as he could perceive, hung in the air as Alaric, with a heavy heart, relayed its contents to his mother. "He's asking why I called, saying that he doesn't want to answer any calls." The gravity of the situation dawned upon his mother, her eyes widening in horror. "What do we do now?" she asked, her voice a reflection of the shared concern between them. “He must be really angry that you had called his phone. What do you think he is planning to do now?” She asked. “I don't know what he is planning on doing, Mom why should he be angry that I call
“How about we take only a few guards? The A-V squad could stay here, but maybe your guards follow you. That would be…” “I don't think it would make anything better, Mom. I will have to go alone for this one, and you shouldn't follow me. It could be risky for your safety.” “But we are talking about you, son. You don't know what to expect when you go there.” “And I am sure he wouldn't be able to do anything. This is right for me, and for us,” Alaric said. “But, son…” Alaric gazed at his mother with intensity in his eyes, a solemn decision etched across his face. "I've made a decision," he declared, his voice carrying a weight of determination. His mother, understanding the gravity of the moment, responded with a supportive assurance. "I'll acknowledge it," she said, her tone steady. However, she added a plea, "But promise me, Alaric, call me whenever there's something dangerous. Don't face it alone." Despite the fact that she was so worried about Alaric, she knew that whatever he
“I think I will have to meet him at the place I did before. You took me away before I was finally able to get the address since I had forgotten it, but I think this is the time to really ignite the memories. If he is truly the person I think he is, then it means he must have survived somehow. I want him dead, but if he really survived, then I have no other option,” he said. “What? What the hell are you saying to me right now?” “I will kill him again.” Lucas, caught off guard by Norton's cryptic statement, couldn't help but express his surprise. "What the hell are you saying?" he demanded, his voice tinged with confusion and frustration. Norton, however, maintained an enigmatic composure. "You wouldn't understand what I mean," he replied cryptically, his tone measured and mysterious. The air between them hung heavy with unspoken secrets, and Lucas found himself on the edge of curiosity. Frustrated by Norton's evasiveness, Lucas pressed for more information. "Just tell me, Norton
His eyes widened as he remembered what happened some days ago. He looked at the phone again and tried to hush the words in his head. “No way. No way,’’ he said, with a heavy breath. “Is he the one? Did he do this?” He muttered. “Nor… Norton?!” He breathed heavily, unable to contain the thought he was having in his head. He didn't know if his assumption was correct, but he had to make sure that he wasn't wrong. "This cannot be Norton. I'm not sure he is capable of doing anything like this. No way," he muttered to himself, giving himself hope. What to do? He asked himself. He was really confused and didn't know what he would do at that point. He tried to think hard, but his brain was a path of so many steps and a box of so many thoughts. "I… I think I have it. I will have to call my mother and tell her about it. Mom must know about this. If this is truly Norton then I will never let him escape from this one," he said to himself with strong confidence. He immediately put his mom
I don't really remember what happened that day. Mom, I think Norton is the criminal, but I have to be sure about it," Alaric said. "Then how are you going to confirm it?" She asked. "I will have to confront him," Alaric said with a strong voice. "You can summon the A-V squad to come. I need them here in five minutes," Alaric ordered. "Are you sure that you are ready to move? They don't like inconveniences, as I told you before," his mother said. "Yes, Mom. I'm ready to end this shit right now. I hate the fact that I have been played with for too long. If a criminal thinks that is the toughest man on the planet, then he will go one-on-one with the most influential heir the world has seen," Alaric stated. "I like that, son. I love your confidence right now. You are really speaking like my son and a true heir of the Wright family. We have to teach them a lesson for trying to mess with us. No one messes with us and expects to go freely," his mother said. "Yes, Mom. I'm tired of all t
His eyes locked in with Alaric's, and Alaric shook his head a little bit, trying to signal him not to break the news. Luckily, he understood the assignment. "I… I… I have gotten the address. I will check it to… to see…" he stuttered, nodding, as he had his eyes still locked on Alaric. "My goodness, what is all this? Hope it's not what I'm thinking?" He muttered under his breath. He tried not to make it obvious that he had figured out something, and Alaric clenched his fist, hoping that Steve wouldn't mention anything to his mother. "What are you waiting for, Steve? Go and check for the address. This time this one is a legit address. Look for the routes to go there, and choose the simplest and fastest. It is almost 6 pm, and I don't want the day to grow darker before we go meet the man," he said. Steve nodded. "Ah… y… yes. I will go do as you say, young master. Let me check the address and find the best routes to go there now," he said. 'I hope the young master is aware that this
“Rest assured, young master. I'm sure your special guards won't louse around. They will all comply," Steve assured. Alaric, turning to his mother, who looked at him with pride and confidence in her eyes, nodded. "Time to go, Mom,” he said, looking at his mother, who nodded. “Yes, son. It's time to go. Let's get this done quickly and the victory will be ours,” she said and smiled at Alaric. Despite the fear that he was having, and the doubts in his mind, Alaric was very happy that his mother was on his side. “You can go over to your car, Mom. Some of the members of the A-V squad will protect you, and I will also tell some of my bodyguards to be around you. Their cats will surround you so that you don't face any problems,” Alaric said. “I don't think that I need the protection as much as you do, son. There is no need to have so many guards surrounding my car. I think you should be the one protected more than me,” she said, but Alaric shook his head. “No, Mom. You are the one who
“But, how do you plan on using this, young master? Don't you think that there is a way the criminal will figure it out?” Steve asked, and Alaric paused in his words. That was really something that had escaped his head, and he didn't have an answer to that important question! “I… I… I don't really have an answer to that question, Steve,” Alaric said. “What? You're planning on using a microphone and you don't know how you'd be able to communicate with the guard without the criminal knowing? You are going to face the criminal one-on-one, and there is no way you will speak into the microphone without him noticing,” Alaric said. “I thought we talked about codes, young Master?” The guard asked. “Ah! Yes. Codes. I think we will have to stick by that because that is the only way out,” Alaric said. Steve looked shocked. “Codes? What codes?” “We are planning on using codes to communicate with each other, Steve. I think that will be an easier way since the criminal wouldn't know what I'm