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The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 41
The next day, sunlight was streaming through the windows as Zen drove up to the hospital. He pulls into a parking spot, the engine of his car purring to a stop. As he steps out, a familiar voice cuts through the morning air.“Well, well, well. Look who’s gracing us with his presence,” Tasha teases, a playful smirk on her face. She’s leaning against a nearby wall, her arms crossed over her chest, clearly having been waiting for him.Zen glances over, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Tasha,” he acknowledges with a nod. “What are you doing out here so early?”“I could ask you the same thing,” she retorts, pushing off the wall to walk over to him. “Or maybe you’re just another rich kid who likes making a grand entrance?”Zen chuckles softly, shaking his head. “I didn’t realize driving a regular car was considered grand.”“Oh, please,” Tasha rolls her eyes. “That’s not a regular car, and you know it. I bet there’s a lot more to you than you let on. Probably some trust fund you’re hiding
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 42
Zen and Tasha walked through the hospital entrance, their footsteps echoing in the bustling hallway. The scent of antiseptic in the air, mingling with the quiet hum of activity. Nurses and doctors walking around, their faces set with the seriousness of their duties. Zen is scanning the surroundings, still thinking about the run-in with Sonia, when a familiar voice calls out. “Tom!” Zen turns and sees Nia approaching, her face lighting up with a smile. She was wearing yunusual vibrant scrubs, her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. Zen’s surprised to see her here; he hadn’t expected to run into Nia today. He stops in his tracks, and Tasha glances between them, sensing an old connection. “Nia,” Zen says, a genuine smile spreading across his face. “What are you doing here?” Nia shrugs, a playful glint in her eyes. “I could ask you the same thing. But I guess you’re not here for the same reason as everyone else—you’re probably trying to save the world one patient at a time.” Z
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 43
“Who’s this?” The voice over the phone demanded as Dr. Morris’ call went through Dr. Morris skipped the pleasantries. “I need you to do something for me,” he says, his tone low and commanding, accompanied by an evil smirk.There’s a brief pause before the voice on the other end responds, “What do you need?”Dr. Morris leans forward, his voice dropping to a whisper as if the walls have ears. “I want you to have Patient 60 reassigned to the traditional medicine department. Immediately.”A longer pause follows. The unknown caller’s tone shifts, now cautious. “Why Patient 60? You know that case is a nightmare. It’s been a thorn in everyone’s side for weeks. Why transfer it now?”Dr. Morris’s lips curl into a malicious grin. “Because it’s perfect for what I have in mind. Let’s just say it’s a little test for our new intern, Tom.”The voice on the other end sounds skeptical. “Tom? You want to set him up with this case? That could go either way, Morris. What if he manages to handle it? It c
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 44
Zen’s eyes scanned Tasha’s face as she returned to the table, her usually calm demeanor replaced by a tense, anxious expression. He straightened up in his seat and asked, “Tasha, what’s wrong?”Tasha took a deep breath, trying to steady her voice. “They’ve given us an impossible patient, I mean... Patient 60.” Her hands trembled as she spoke. “I’ve read the file; the case is a disaster. It’s been passed around from department to department, and no one has been able to make progress. I’m scared... really scared that something bad is going to happen, and I don’t even want to think about it.”Zen leaned back in his chair, his expression softening. “Don’t worry, Tasha. Aren’t you in this profession for situations like this?” He smiled faintly as she shook her head.“This is different,” Tasha said, her voice barely above a whisper. “This patient... it’s like there’s no solution. And if we fail, it’ll be on us.”“The department that takes up the case and fails, takes the fall and responsib
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 45
Zen made his way to meet up with Sinclair. The moment he stepped in, Sinclair was already pouring over a drink, his brows furrowed in concentration. Without looking up, Sinclair asked, “You found something, didn’t you?”Zen walked over to the table, pulling out the patient’s file and setting it down with a thud. “I did. I was at Patel’s hospital and this patient’s been poisoned with slow-poison, and it’s no ordinary case of illness.”Sinclair finally looked up, his expression shifting from curiosity to concern. “Slow-Poison? That slow-poison?”“Yes, Something I haven’t seen in years. A slow-acting one that got confused for a neurological disorders. It’s nearly impossible to detect that it’s a poison unless you know what you’re looking for.”Sinclair leaned back, folding his arms. “That type of poison isn’t easy to come by, especially here. It’s not just something that shows up in a city by accident. Someone wanted this man dead.”Zen nodded, his face grim. “Exactly. But the question i
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 46
Zen wasn’t ready to back down so easily, he crept silently along the perimeter of the warehouse, the faint glow of lights from within serving as his guide. The back entrance wasn’t heavily guarded, just as Sinclair had said. He found a weak spot in the fence and slipped through, his movements were smooth. The cool night air brushed against his skin as he crouched near a cracked window, trying to get a sense of what was happening inside.Voices drifted through the open window, low but clear. Zen’s ears perked up as he pressed himself closer, careful to stay in the shadows.“I’m telling you,” a voice said, gruff and authoritative. “The Navy and Marines have been sniffing around, but we’ve been too slick for them. They’ve got nothing on us.”Zen’s brow furrowed. “Military involvement? What are these people up to?” He adjusted his position, making sure he could hear every word.Another voice chimed in, this one smoother, belonging to someone in control. “We’ve got the upper hand. The rich
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 47
Zen dragged the man in the suit a few feet away from the barrel, letting him collapse onto the ground, still gasping for air. He glanced down at the man, his expression unreadable.“You know, I could have killed you by now,” Zen said casually, dusting off his hands.The man in the suit smirked through the pain, wiping water from his eyes. “And yet, here I am. Breathing.”“Because I want information. I can drag this out for as long as it takes.” Zen crouched down next to him, his voice low. “Now, tell me more about this drug.”The man struggled to sit up, cradling his ribs as he spoke. “Tomorrow night. Dock -I won’t tell you. You won’t make it there in time anyway. We’ve got our eyes everywhere.”Zen tilted his head, studying him. “You’re very confident for someone who’s spent the last few minutes with their head in a barrel.”The man let out a short laugh, though it was laced with pain. “You don’t get it, do you? SP4 is not just some street-level drug. It’s a product the elite have be
The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War Chapter 48
Zen entered Sinclair’s office, the door closing behind him with a decisive click. Sinclair looked up from his desk, with concern in his eyes.“Chief, good timing. What did you find out?” Sinclair asked, gesturing for Zen to take a seat.Zen dropped into the chair across from Sinclair, leaning forward. “I had a nice chat with the guys in the warehouse, one in particular was entertaining.”Sinclair’s interest piqued. “Go on.”Zen began, “He called the poison, SP4, and confirmed SP4 isn’t just a street-level drug. It’s something the elite are heavily invested in. The Currens are behind it. Or at least, someone’s using their name.”Sinclair frowned. “He mentioned David Curren, not Daven?”“Yeah,” Zen confirmed. “I treated Daven Curren’s grandmother once. She was in rough shape, but I managed to help her. Daven never mentioned a brother named David.”“That’s strange,” Sinclair said, tapping his pen thoughtfully. “David might be an alias. If so, it could mean someone’s using the Curren name
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Chapter 101
Zen looked at her, his chest tightening as she stepped closer. He didn’t want to admit it, but seeing her like this, so determined, was making everything harder. He could see how much she cared, but the last thing he wanted was to put her in danger.“Rosalia, you need to go. This... this is too dangerous,” he said, his voice low, trying to sound firm, but there was a crack in it.She shook her head, not budging. “You can’t just tell me to leave,” she replied, her voice steady but full of concern. “I’m not going anywhere. You think I’ll just stand by while you face this alone?”Zen’s gaze softened, but he wasn’t ready to give in. Not yet. “It’s not like what you’ve dealt with before. You don’t understand what you’re walking into.”“I understand more than you think,” she said quietly, her hand finding his. “I’m not scared of what’s going on here. I’m scared of losing you.”The words hit Zen like a punch to the gut. He had always kept people at arm’s length, always controlled the distanc
Chapter 100
Zen's breath came out in steady bursts as he looked at the workers sprawled across the floor, the fight now over. The room fell silent, save for the soft groans from the defeated. Zen stood still for a moment, his body still humming with adrenaline, savoring the rush of the confrontation. But the job wasn’t finished.He glanced over at Rosalia, who had been standing back, watching him. Her eyes were wide, but there was something else in them, something that Zen couldn’t quite decipher.“Are you alright?” Zen asked, his voice softer now, though there was still an edge to it.Rosalia met his gaze, nodding slowly. "Yeah... just a little shaken. That was... intense." She took a step forward, her eyes scanning the room as if making sure everything was truly over. “You don’t do things by halves, do you?”Zen gave a dry laugh. "I prefer efficiency," he said, wiping his hands off on his jacket, though the blood didn’t seem to faze him. “I don’t waste time.”Rosalia watched him closely, her l
Chapter 99
The air outside the warehouse was cold, carrying a metallic scent that hinted at rust and decay. Zen stepped out of his car, his sharp gaze scanning the deserted lot. The faint hum of machinery echoed from within the towering structure ahead of him, and despite its eerie stillness, he knew the place wasn’t empty.He pushed the car door shut, his boots crunching against the gravel as he approached the entrance. Diane’s words had been clear: “That place is haunted. Everyone who works there gets sick. It’s not right.” Haunted wasn’t the word Zen would use, but he couldn’t shake the suspicion that there was more to this than superstition.“Tom?”He stopped in his tracks at the sound of his alias, his body instantly alert. Turning, he saw her—Rosalia, stepping out from behind a rusted metal container. Her dark hair was loosely tied back, and her expression was one of both surprise and curiosity.“Rosalia,” he said, the tension easing from his shoulders. “What are you doing here?”“I could
Chapter 98
Zen closed the door to his study, the faint hum of activity from the mansion fading as he leaned back in his chair. He pulled his phone from his pocket and scrolled through his contacts until he found Sinclair’s name. With a sigh, he hit the call button. It rang twice before a familiar voice answered, sharp and teasing. “Well, well, if it isn’t the ghost himself. Thought you forgot how to use a phone, Chief.” Zen smirked faintly, settling into his chair. “I’ve been busy.” “Busy not calling me, apparently,” Sinclair said. “What’s going on?” “There’s a situation,” Zen began, his tone turning serious. “I’ve got a client. A girl named Diane and her father. He’s having some kind of health issue—collapsed earlier today. She claims it started after he took a job at a warehouse.” Sinclair chuckled. “And you think it’s the job? What, is she blaming ghosts now?” “She is,” Zen said flatly. Sinclair laughed louder this time. “Come on, Chief. You don’t actually believe that nonsense,
Chapter 97
Zen’s gaze flicked between Diane and her father. “Let’s clear one thing up,” he said, his tone sharp enough to cut through the tension. “There’s no such thing as ghosts.”Diane frowned, crossing her arms. “You don’t know that. You weren’t there.”“I don’t need to be,” Zen replied. “Whatever’s happening at that warehouse, it’s not supernatural. People like to blame what they don’t understand on ghosts or curses. It’s easier than finding the real cause.”The old man shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “Still, strange things happen there. Things I can’t explain.”Zen leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Then I’ll look into it.”Diane raised an eyebrow. “You will?”“Yes. But I’ll need full cooperation from both of you. No hiding details, no dodging questions.”The old man nodded hesitantly. “Of course. Anything you need.”Zen reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a small piece of folded paper. He handed it to Diane without a word.“What’s this?” she asked, unfolding it.“I
Chapter 96
Zen leaned against the wall of the alley, his gaze fixed on Diane as she hovered near the café door, her father leaning heavily against her shoulder. She looked at Zen uncertainly, her brow furrowed.“What now?” she asked, shifting under her father’s weight.“Bring him here,” Zen said, gesturing toward the alley.Diane hesitated, then started guiding her father forward. “You’re not going to leave again, are you?”Zen shook his head. “Just bring him.”As they approached, Zen pulled his phone from his pocket, tapping the screen. A few moments later, the distant rumble of an engine echoed down the street.“What’s going on?” Diane asked, her voice edged with suspicion.Zen didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he slid the phone back into his pocket and nodded toward the street.A sleek black limousine pulled up to the curb, its glossy exterior reflecting the neon lights of the city. The driver stepped out, moving briskly to open the rear door.Diane blinked, her grip tightening on her fathe
Chapter 95
The news came on, cutting through the quiet hum of the room. Zen sat at the edge of his seat, the coffee cup in his hand warm but untouched. Suddenly, “How crazy is it! The president of Mega has finally been revealed,” a voice from the TV echoed through the café.Zen’s grip tightened on the cup. His face remained blank. The anchor’s voice filled the room, recounting events that had unraveled. He didn’t wait to hear the rest. The ceramic cup slipped from his fingers, shattering as it hit the floor. Zen stood abruptly, ignoring the mess as he made his way toward the door.Before he could reach it, the door swung open, and an older man stumbled inside, clutching his chest. He hit the ground with a thud, gasping for air.Zen stopped, his jaw tightening.A girl knelt beside the man, her hands trembling as she tried to steady him. Her wide, desperate eyes darted toward Zen.“Please,” she said, her voice shaking. “Please, help him.”Zen’s gaze flicked to her, then back to the man on the fl
Chapter 94
In the Rossi Mansion, Malia stormed into her family estate, her heart pounding with guilt, anger, and desperation. The confrontation with Zen had stirred something deep inside her, something she’d tried to suppress for years. The weight of everything she had done—or failed to do—now felt unbearable. She entered the grand dining room, where her family sat, already deep in conversation. Their glances flicked toward her, but none of them spoke. They knew something was coming.“Do you all even care?!” Malia’s voice echoed through the room, startling them. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”Her father, always the imposing figure, raised an eyebrow. “What are you talking about, Malia?”Malia’s hands trembled with frustration. “You! All of you! The way you treated Tom—how you tore him apart, pushed him down, humiliated him. You don’t even see it, do you?”Her mother’s voice was sharp and dismissive. “Malia, calm down. You’re overreacting. What happened between Tom and this family—”“N
Chapter 93
In a cabin somewhere in the city, Zen sat by the window, his gaze fixed on the sprawling forest beyond. The cabin, a place he'd visited many times as a child, was now a silent witness to his inner turmoil. The storm outside mirrored the chaos inside him—angry winds howling through the trees, heavy rain pounding against the roof.He couldn’t stop thinking about what had transpired earlier—his reveal, the faces of the Big Four, and the look in Malia’s eyes as she realized he was more than just her ex-husband’s shadow. A knock on the door startled him out of his thoughts.“Chief?” It was Keisha’s voice. “Mind if I come in?”Zen didn’t answer immediately. He wasn’t sure if he wanted anyone to see him like this. But after a long pause, he stood up and opened the door.Keisha stepped inside, her presence warm and grounded, the opposite of what Zen felt. She looked at him, her eyes soft with concern. “You okay?”Zen shook his head. “No.”Keisha studied him for a moment. “I figured as much.
