“I will suggest we go after Mike instead, than to be investigating all the goods that were bought and registered under the name Hopper Jackson and the bearer of the name also, it will be easier that way and faster also” Bethel suggested to Hudson who was lying on the couch opposite him, with his head facing the ceiling, he seemed so lost in thought.Bethel got off the couch he was seated on and walked toward where Hudson kept his drinks, he pulled out a glass and a bottle of bourbon, and poured some of the amber-colored liquid content into the glass, he returned the bottle and picked up the glass of bourbon, walking towards the couch where he had stood up from. He sat on the couch, a sigh escaping his lips. “So, when will you get off the couch you are lying down on?” Bethel asked with a frown on his face, but he got no response from Hudson.’ His black eyes which had already started to spark with life since he had been with Alexis, took a very different turn back to the way it had be
“So what is it that you have to say?” Hudson said, returning to where he stood up from, he had a very serious expression on his face, paying Emily a rapt attention, same with Bethel.“Well, it isn’t much of a grand plan but it should do” Emily began. “Get going, let’s hear of it,” Hudson said, his voice filled with how impatient he was to hear what she had to say. “Okay,” she muttered, taking a deep breath before proceeding to say what it was that she had to say. “So I was thinking, Alexis is due to give birth between the end of this month to the beginning of next month, right?” she asked. “Yes,” Hudson and Bethel both answered her in unison. “So, why don’t we give word to every hospital to alert us of any pregnant woman that would be brought in for labor, during that period?” she asked. Her question came out as more of a suggestion. Hudson and Bethel both relaxed back on their chair, thinking about what she just said. “Well, it’s worth a try if you think about it,” she said, r
"Did I forget to tell you about the atrocities your so-called lover committed?" Ethan asked with a smug expression on his face as he pulled open the curtains, letting the sun rays enter through the window and giving light to the room."Tsk" Alexis sucked the air through her teeth and made a frown on her face directed at him, she turned her face in the other direction. "I don't want to hear it" she lied but she was sure that he wouldn't wee through that at all. She would have loved to hear whatever it was that he had to say that Hudson did but he was going to make it bad and twist it just to fill her mind with doubts concerning him, not like it was ever going to work in the first place."Are you sure about that?" he asked, turning to look at her. "I won't lie this time, I will say it just as it is, no sugar coating and no making it look bad. Exactly as it is" Ethan replied, the tone of his voice filled with sincerity, he held both of his hands up as if to indicate that he had been caug
"What is the deal, Alexis?" he asked again, curiosity written all over his face.Alexis pushed his hand away from under her chin softly with a blank expression on her face, "You will have me all to yourself," she began, she saw the smile that threatened to show on his lips but he pushed it back."At what cost though?" he questioned, slipping his hand into his pocket, he moved back and rested lightly on the window. "Just let me give birth to this child peacefully and give him to Hudson, that's all I ask of," she said, rubbing her stomach softly with her eyes on him keenly. "You can't just expect me to believe you just like that" Ethan replied, narrowing his gaze on her. "Well you are going to have to trust me though, not like I have anywhere to run after giving birth, I might not have the strength to move around at all for a whole day or so," she said with a shrug of her shoulders.Ethan stared at her blankly for a while, not saying anything but she could tell that he was probably t
"I hate to get my hands dirty before I get my answers but you all usually force me to do so, which is so bad," Hudson said, rising to his feet slowly, both of his hands were covered with blood. Mike was biting down on his lips till blood spilled out, and his teeth were covered with blood also, he bent his head down, breathing heavily, his breath was ragged, his chest heaving up and down. Sweats were beginning to drop down on the ground drop by drop. "So tell me what you know or we can continue to do this all day," Hudson said, standing above him and looking down at him through his lower lashes with a cold and emotionless look in his eyes. "If I tell you what I know, it would barely be of any use to you because you picked the wrong guy, he only calls us and picks a random place for us to meet or he sends a text message to some of us. The message might be about him ordering us to carry out an operation" he said, sounding so sincere but the look on Hudosn's face showed that he was not
"So how did it go?" Bethel asked with a blank expression on his face immediately he saw Hudson step out of the warehouse doors. The expression on Hudson's face was enough to let Bethel know that he didn't go as he expected before he replied. "There is no way what he said is going to help, tell someone to check up on him, if he is dead, dispose of the body, and if he isn't, send him to his family like that," Hudson said with a blank expression on his face but Bethel knew that it was all a mask to cover the disappointment from not getting what he wanted. "Sure," Bethel replied to him and walked past him, heading to where the rest of the men were, he pointed to one of them, "You heard what the young master said right?" he asked. "No sir, I didn't hear him clearly," he said, bending his head down a bit in a slight bow. "Tsk," Bethel sucked the air through his teeth and placed both of his hands on his waist with a slight shake of his head, "Take care of the body if he is dead, and if h
"You asshole," the man that Hudson has punched staggered back to his feet, his eyes sparkling with anger. "What the fuck?" the one standing in front of Bethel turned to Hudson, his eyebrows drawing closer to each other, every muscle of his face forming an expression that showed that he was pissed, his fingers had curled into a fist, he tightened them, taking a step closer to Hudson. Bethel grabbed his shoulder, he tried to break free but he couldn't, forcing him to turn his head to face Bethel. "Where are you going?" he asked. "Get your fucking hands off me!" he yelled and tried to yank his hands off him but Bethel's grip on him was tight, it didn't bulge. After seeing that Bethel's grip didn't bulge, he sent a punch to his face. Bethel was forced to take off his grip from him and step back to evade the incoming punch. "Weak" he muttered under his breath, a frown making its way to his face to show his disappointment. The big guy in front of him turned back and resumed what it was
"Huh? What is with the expression on your face?" the boss asked with a puzzled expression on his face. Bethel walked closely behind Hudson, he stopped, and when Hudson had stopped also, he watched him slip his hand into his pockets and pull out a paper, the paper had pictures printed on it. Hudson's eyes moved from the picture to the face of the person standing in front of him, his lips stretched into a smile. "Dennis, right?" Hudson asked, stretching his hand for a handshake. "Damn, is he really the one?" Bethel asked, looking at the picture on Hudson's hand and the face of the person standing in front of him, he could see that they were both the same person, his facial expression mirrored that of Hudson, it was like they were both happy to see him. Dennis looked at the both of them with a confused expression, his eyes moving from the hand in front stretched out in front of him to the owner of the hand and to the person behind him, he was called here to fight not to make peace, w