Chapter 136“Rodriguez? That explains”Asher smiled. “Well, I guess”“Let me guess. You are Mr. Vincenzo's nephew?”“Oh no. I'm his son.”“Son?”, Wyatt asked just to be clear he heard well. His surprise got the best of him and it showed all over his face.“Yes Mr. Wyatt. You sound surprised”“I wasn't… I wasn't informed that Mr. Vincenzo had another son”“Well, there's a bit of a story to it.”, Asher said, pausing momentarily before remembering that he was on his way somewhere.“Anyways, I have another meeting now Mr. Wyatt. It was nice meeting you. Have a nice day”Wyatt nodded, a rather confused expression still on his face. As the elevators slid open into the reception, Wyatt still wondered in his head about Emilio. If he thought he hadn't heard right or had been hallucinating a bit, the card confirmed his doubts.“Emilio Rodriguez.. CEO Skyrock Incorp, America”Maybe Emilio was just adopted or perhaps he was even a bastard son.. But then Maria would have told him. So why had she k
Chapter 137The sun was setting already by the time Wyatt got to his hotel. The traffic had exhausted him and all he wanted to do was get some food and rest. And maybe some nice companionship… if that would help. Wyatt swiped his card on his room door as he swiped his notification bar down.No message yet from his personal assistant.The door beeped and he went in. His tummy still troubled him and he rushed into the bathroom as it attempted to upset him again. The rushing sound flushing came minutes later and Wyatt stepped out from the bathroom into the bedroom part of his suite, with a red robe on. He'd just finished from the toilet and had a shower from then on.The intercom beeped just had he'd decided to go over and order his dinner up.“Good evening sir.”“Evening. How are you doing?”“Very fine sir. I hope your day went great”“It was okay.”“That's splendid to hear sir..”“Okay, umm.. I'm really hungry and was wondering what's on the menu for dinner”“Just wanted to inform you
Chapter 138 Wyatt looked hungrily at the lady. Her face didn't quite ring a bell but he'd clearly remembered the day she'd referred to. He'd gotten so drunk at the club that night that he had had a very hangover the next day. After that night, he'd lost over twenty million dollars in his business.His eyes examined her hungrily and he could feel his hormones reacting to every thing his eyes was taking in. From her boisterous bosoms to her sharp curves, her short, slim-fit dress was calling on him. She, on the other hand, was too aware of the effect she had on him. “Can I sit?”“Oh…umm. Sure”She catwalked over to the sofa in the living room and took her seat.“So, I see you've made good progress.”“Yes..err… I guess I can't really say though”“Your contract with Skyrock Incorp? That's obviously a big one”“Yeah”, Wyatt said, quite impressed that she was this abreast in knowledge and spoke quite intelligently, more than he'd naturally expect from a whore - no offense.Suddenly it cli
Chapter 139Asher's car pulled up at the hotel, now cordoned off and restricted. The yellow crime scene tape fluttered in the wind, threatening to snap with each gust. The scene was surreal, with policemen scattered throughout the area. As Asher stepped out of his car, the gravity of the situation sank in.The investigator emerged from the building, his demeanor somber. The air was unusually gusty and the wind blew a little more than normal, making the area cold. The once familiar surroundings now stood as a symbol of uncertainty, and the yellow crime scene tape twisted ominously, mirroring the complexities of the unfolding mystery.“Investigator”, Asher said as soon as he was close enough. It extended his hand and the investigator took it in a handshake.“Mr. Asher, you are here”“Yes. I heard about the murder case. What happened?”“The victim was shot in his hotel room yesterday but also seemed to have been poisoned too, so he couldn't have survived either way.”Asher shook his head
Chapter 140“Gauis!”, Vincenzo called from the living room.There wasn't any response.“Franrigo”, he called to the young steward who was standing just a bit far way from him.“Yes Signore”, Franrigo responded.“Please, call in Gaius for me. He's probably outside”“Yes Signore”Franrigo left the living room, headed for the door. Once outside and in the compound, he went round to the garage where he was certain Gaius would be. Luckily enough, he was. He was conversing with the other bodyguards and some of the drivers there. But Franrigo, often intimidated by the sturdy muscular build of the men, never liked to come into their midst whenever they seemed to be gathered together like that. He stood at the entrance of the garage - his presence unnoticed and his voice drowned in intermediary fits of laughter. He moved closer and called again.“Mr. Gaius”, he called out yet again. There was still no acknowledgement.“Mister Gaius!”, Franrigo finally said in a voice loud enough for them to he
Chapter 141Sofia woke up from a nightmare again and this time, it was worse. She panted uncontrollably, the room feeling quite suffocating. She breathed heavily, out of breath like she'd just completed a marathon. By the time she calmed down, it'd been over thirty minutes. Beads of sweat covered her forehead and her neck felt sticky with it. Despite the air-conditioned room, Sofia felt choked, like she wasn't getting enough air. She slipped out of bed with the lighter duvet and went over to the veranda.The cool but cold breeze greeted her as she slid the big glass window. She walked into the verandah and pulled the duvet over herself for warmth. The morning sun was still yet to come up and she stared down at the rest of the city, watching the bustling city life get busier and busier by the second. Calm came back to her after a while but her anxiety still lingered. Walking back inside, she did her bed and decided to get ready and early for work. She glanced at her alarm clock.2.00
Chapter 142The tap rushed freely and the sink was first clear then slowly dotted with drops of blood, intensity increasing by the second. Soon the whole sink was red and he had to leave the water running till it cleaned it up.Wiping his hands with the napkin, he dropped it into the bag. He took his gloves off the table and wore them back, the fresh smell of blood strong in the dark room. He picked up the sniper first, checking to make sure everything was intact. Next, he picked up the pistol gun, the clack sound echoing in the air. He chocked back the bullet and the gun went into the bag. One by one, the weapons dropped into the big bag on the ground that lay at one side of the table."Il tuo volo è pronto, capo. (Boss your flight is ready)”He nodded and picked up the bag. As he opened the door, he stepped into the view, the morning not particularly bright as dark clouds amassed. The strong wind greeted him, blowing strongly and whisking the free end of his long coat. His head warm
Chapter 143The bullet pierced the window, its impact fracturing the glass in a web of cracks that stretched to the frame's edge. Asher, hunched over his office chair, narrowly evaded the shot as the bullet had actually aimed for his neck . Just the day before, he had installed bulletproof windows—a precaution against unforeseen dangers. From the reflecting piece of artwork on his wall, Asher could make out the figure of the sniper. The surprise of the shot had gotten to him but his senses were on full alert.“****The sniper guy pulled the trigger, aiming at the exact spot he'd shot.The glasses shattered upon impact, fragments shooting upward like tiny projectiles. Asher, already crouched beneath the table, narrowly avoided the bullet's trajectory, his instincts honed by survival. Using his legs to leverage, he toppled the nearby cabinet, creating a makeshift barrier against the unseen assailant. Just as he braced for the next onslaught, the doors swung open. Asher's senses sharpen