Duke looks at the mangled body of Jim as two make servants lower him into the body bag. He has seen a lot of dead bodies – hell, he has killed a lot of people – but this is hitting him so hard because he didn't see this coming. He remembers Jim's wife who came crying and how he promised her that her husband would come back home to her. That's a promise that has been broken forever. The men zip up the bag and take the body out of the basement. Duke presses himself against the wall as he doesn't want to come in any form of contact with the body, he doesn't want to even look at it. Mister Joseph pulls out a stick is cigarette from his pocket and lights it, he is smoking a fucking cigarette when he has just killed someone. And to think that Duke thought he was different from his father. " You said you killed him with only a punch. "Duke's voice is low. " Why does he look like he has been run over by a train?" Mister Joseph takes out his cigarette and looks at it as he laughs. " I
Duke looks at the address that Bloom sent him, it also contains a plea for Duke not to kill the man himself, but to let Bloom do it. Duke reads through the address one more time, ignores the attached note, and he drives away. He makes sure that it's night, he has a silencer and he is going to make it as silent as possible – as painless too. He plans to just grab him behind his neck, the way an assassin would, and then put a bullet in his head. Duke finally gets to the address, it's not a house, but a trailer park, and he parks the car. He reads the address again, he doesn't want to go to the wrong house, he doesn't want to do that. When he is sure, he puts the gun in between his pants, and then he walks out of the car. He looks around to make sure that he is the only one that is there when Duke walks into the house. He pulls the door and it opens easily. He walks through the door and shuts it. He takes out the gun and cocks it. The television is on, but no one is watching it.
An impromptu meeting after a few days. That a few days has passed doesn't mean that the fire has died down. Mister Jimmy just got out of the hospital, but is still so weak and Melody hasn't been found. Her family has been frantically trying to get their hands on any piece of information that works to lead to her whereabouts, but to no avail.To the best of their knowledge, Duke has been trying to help, that's what he appears to be doing. He has been trying to solve the case of the man killed in his presence instead. Duke has spent a lot of his time thinking about why the man he went to kill was killed off by some unknown people and it still doesn't make sense to him. Why? Who sent them? What did he know that they wanted to go? Which piece of information was worth his life? With that loud thought in his head, Duke still drives to the Futtermans' house and he sees a lot of cars just before he gets to the house, he sees many cars parked and waiting. He doesn't wait, he turns off
Duke feels his throat dry up. For six years, he has been dreaming of setting his eyes on this man and for almost a year now, he has dedicated his life to that goal. He can't believe that he is now looking at the man now, the Grand Lord, the dictator of evil, and a man directly from the lineage of the devil himself. They are all mesmerized as they look at him from the Windows, Duke feels his blood boil just from the sight of him. This is the man that killed his family members. " I will go down and talk to him, father. " Mister Joseph is already walking to the door. " Do you want to die?" Mister Jimmy asks him. " Grab me my meds, I am going to do that myself. " Mister Joseph comes back with a sigh. He takes out two medicine bottles and drops two pills in his father's palm. He swallows it immediately and with the aid of his walking stick, he starts to make his way out of the room. " The Lords, come with me. " He instructs. " I really thought that the first meeting would be differe
Duke feels like he is in an unreal world. He is sweating so much and struggling to keep his eyes open as he leans against the window. He knows that he is in a moving car, he knows everything that has happened too, but he just feels terrible to think completely right. He struggles to open his eyes for a second and he shuts them again. He recognizes the road even though the night blanket is slowly being pulled over the sky. They are in drought side, he knows that barren land anywhere and anytime. His hands are tied so tightly that he feels his hands getting numb from the lack of circulation of blood. He adjusts his head and he winces, all he feels is pain, raw pain. The car keeps going through the dusty road and finally, it comes to a stop. He opens his eyes and he sees the only mansion – the only building, rather – in drought side. The doors fling open and air meets his tired face. " Get out!"He is pulled out of the car very roughly as he is shoved between people, but he manag
The whole room is still, the guards don't come at him because they know that he is not playing. Duke cocks the gun and the tension in the room grows even tighter. This doesn't dent the grand Lord's confidence, he is still smoking. " Duke, it's going to take more than a bullet to kill me. " The Grand Lord says. " I am going to do it with one bullet. " Duke doesn't even blink. " And it will be the most satisfying thing I would have done in my life. "He laughs again. Duke is angered that he keeps laughing at what he has been saying and he turns to the gun on Lord William. There is not enough time for Lord William to realize what Ill fate has on his behalf and before he can even blink, the bullet has left the gun. Lord William falls to the ground, dead. Eve shuts her eyes and lets out a sigh. Melody lets out a small scream and covers her mouth with her hand. She is not shocked by having just experienced someone dying in front of her, she is more terrified that Duke did it. Her
"No. " Duke says in a voice that he hardly recognizes as his own. He is still being held down and he is still motionlessly watching her. She falls to her knees with her hands around her throat, but she is not yet dead. The Grand Lord, being the cold-hearted devil that he is, did not slice through her throat all through. She is still alive as life slips out of her, a bit at a time. " What, you think I would kill her with a cut?" He gives off a sinister laugh. " That would be too easy and we aren't men of ease. "Duke is looking at her, begging her with his eyes to hold on to dear life. It looks like he is experiencing his family's death all over again and he hates it because he has kept that memory in a part of him that he has frozen. " I told you, you are not going to win. " The Grand Lord reminds him. " And now I am going to kill everyone that you know and even have the smallest of love for."He watches Eve struggle and all he can imagine is how the exact same thing will be d
Duke steps out and for the first time in excruciating hours, he feels the air around him. He inhales very deeply, taking in as much as the scent of freedom and fulfillment. " Duke!"He has hardly turned around when he sees Melody coming towards him, her grandfather is by her side. She suddenly stops and her eyes lower and is still holding the head of the Grand Lord and its dripping blood. She looks like she wants to throw up and pass out at the same time, he feels a jab in his heart. " Don't go anywhere close to him. " Mister Jimmy warns. " We don't know who this man is. " " My Dad. " She heaves. " Where is my father?"Duke's mind goes back to Mister Joseph's body and Joe suddenly he had just died, how he was alive one second and not the next. He looks at the ground. " Just don't go in there. " He says. " Everything will be fine. ""What do you mean?" Her voice quivers. " Where is my father?"Duke can't bear telling her that her father is dead, he doesn't want to hear her she