Rose stood in the doorway, glaring at her husband. Her mother was drunk and not in the right mind to make decisions.“Do not worry, I will protect and take care of her. You are free to tag along,” Rex urged her.Rose rolled her eyes“Rex, no, you do not understand. My father is not going to be happy when he finds out you took my mother out. He is going to go nuts,” she warned him.“Hey, get out of our way. You can go and please your father all you want!” Patricia yelled at her daughter.“Mom, you are drunk,” Rose pointed out.“Rose, please trust me, she needs to scream at the world. What do you want for your mother? Do you want her to dwell in self-pity or have some fun?” he asked.“Fun, of course, but my father is a very difficult man,” Rose tried to explain.“Screw your father!” her mother pushed her out of the way.Rex followed from behind, forcing Rose to run after them.She was not going to let them go aloneThey got in the garage and Rex ordered Patricia to get in the back of th
Rose looked at her watch; it was three in the morning. They needed to get going, and the bar was almost closing.“One more drink,” her mother, who had her head on the table, whispered.“Mum, no, it's late, we have to leave,” Rose got up and tried moving her but she was too heavy.“No, no, Rex and I are still having fun,” Patricia replied and asked her to leave instead. “Why are you so uptight? Live a little before your new husband gets tired of you and begins fucking around.Rose stared at Rex, giving him a warning look.He looked at his watch; they had enough fun, and Peter was obviously asleep due to old age, he joked to himself.“Rose is right, we need to leave,” he replied and got up.Rose stared at him, he looked too fit for someone who had consumed a lot of alcohol.He slowly helped Patricia up. “You are now becoming boring,” she said to him. “Are you scared of my daughter? Or playing nice?”“We can still make another late date,” Rex replied.Patricia lifted her head. “Are you s
Patricia screamed in excitement while Rex’s jaw hung open. He understood that Rose was sometimes a no-nonsense woman, but her attempting to run over her father was a shocker.She looked in her direction but chose to shut his mouth.She furiously drove into the garage and stopped inches from the wall.“Yes, yes, yes!” Patricia screamed at the top of her voice. “You should have bashed him!”Rose grabbed her purse and got out of the car, leaving the two.“Hey Rose, wait,” Rex got out of the car and went to the other side but she was already in the house and in no mood.Rex opened the door for Patricia and helped her get inside. He took her all the way to her room and began helping her get into bed while his eyes were all over the room.Finally, he got the room to himselfThe room looked like every rich person's room, with expensive things all over. He noticed there were no signs of cameras.But to be sure, he removed his scanner from his pocket and began scanning the entire room.“Rex, w
Rex got up from the bed, it appeared the old man did not take a bad fall.He joined Rose at the door and wrapped his arms around her.“Calm down, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear, his eyes fixed on Peter Banks.“No, no, I will not calm down!” she moved away. “I am only trying to sleep, is it a crime to get some sleep!” she yelled.“Not when you have given my enemy access to this house!” her father yelled.Rose breathed in and out, she had enough of him pointing fingers at her husband when he had not done anything wrong.“What exactly did I do?” Rex cut in.“How dare you ask me such a stupid question!” Peter roared at him.“It looks like you are not ready to reason!” Rex replied, pulled Rose into the room, and shut the door on Peter’s face.“What the heck! You swine!” Peter began banging on the door.Inside, Rex grabbed the pillows and pulled Rose into the bathroom. The banging on the door was less noisy in the bathroom.“I guess we have to sleep in the bathtub today,” he said.Ro
Peter Banks clenched his hands, his scorching eyes glued to the table. He was tempted to kick the table but controlled himself.He had spent the whole night going back and forth on the Rex situation and could see why his wife and daughter were on Rex’s side.As it stood, Rex was scoring and winning. The boy was playing the silent game over and over which made Peter appear to be delusional and a nutcase in front of his daughter and wife.Now there he was making breakfast for them and playing the good son in law. He was in character, on a mission and was ready to stoop low.“My father taught me how to cook,” Rex replied as he lifted his eyes to meet Peter Banks’.“He made sure to teach my late brother and me how to cook,” Rex replied.Patricia held a hand over her mouth while Rose looked down, ashamed. She could not look in her father’s direction.“My condolences for your loss. I hope you do not mind me asking, but how did he die?” she asked.Peter quickly cleared his throat. "Patricia
Rex remained seated in the kitchen, eating and getting updates from his watchers as if he had no idea there was a family meeting going on upstairs about him.“The transparent untraceable cameras can still work as long as we avoid certain rooms,” one of the watchers advised.“No, it's too risky. The second he finds the cameras, I will be exposed,” Rex texted back.“But sir, we can't work blindly. We are called watchers for a reason and without our eyes, you have no advantage over your enemy,” they texted back.Rex stared at his phone. They were right, but it was too risky. Putting cameras in rooms that already had cameras was like putting a bomb in one's own room.“Find a way to hack into the existing cameras. I know this is NSA property, but if you can hack the facial recognition system, then you can outsmart their surveillance,” he added and offered them more money.He heard footsteps coming down the stairs forcing him to quickly switch to social media and began scrolling through the
Morning came with Rex waking up very early. He took his bath and, as usual, went into the kitchen and ordered the cooks to leave.Cooking was his new way of thinking and rewinding, especially now that he was in a house full of cameras that he had no control over.The previous day was stuck in his head; everyone's behaviour was questionable, especially Peter Bank’s.When the old man walked up to him, he had expected him to order his men to throw him out, yet he went on to provoke him and brought up a topic that was very compromising.Everything was off, even if he wanted a physical reaction, it would have gone against him.All Rex would have done was punch him and run to Rose to tell her about the provocation and she would have sided with him“The eggs are burning,” Rose’s voice echoed into Rex’s head.He looked down at the pan and found the eggs burning.“Shit!” he cursed and removed the pan from the stove.“Let me take over, you look like you have a lot on your mind,” Rose suggested
Rex quickly sensed that she was angry and stopped what he was doing.“Rex, escorting you to your ex’s court session is one thing, but you inviting my mother without my permission smells of a motive,” she replied. “My mother is the NSA Director’s wife. What do you think people are going to say when they see her seated in the audience?” she asked.Rex rubbed his temple“Rose, your mother is now my mother-in-law and will be there to render her support,” he replied.“Support you in what?” she asked. “You want to provoke Dad, right? You want to drive him to the edge?” she laughed.“Rose, you are starting to sound like your father. Anyway, if it's offensive for your mother to tag along, then I will ask her to remain behind,” he replied and quickly walked out of the room before she could reply.Rose chuckled in disbelief, taking a seat. She needed to cool down first.In minutes, the door opened and her mother burst in, fuming.“What's wrong with me getting a first-class seat to the sentenci
Rex sat in his office, waiting for the deliberations on his application for the Director position. The supervisors were locked for over an hour, debating while he sat in front of his laptop watching Peter run mad. It was two days in his holding cell, waiting for bail and for his lawyer who was trying to prove that Chelsea was not mentally stable and her confession was not reliable or credible in court. The man was busy tearing into Chelsea’s life and exposing her with a list of all the government officials she once slept with and all the illegal activities she was involved in. Their main goal was to tarnish Chelsea’s name so that she was deemed not credible to confess in any courtroom. Rex did not interfere, he sat back and watched from a distance as the two went on exposing their sex scandal and dirty laundry. Finally, his phone beeped. The supervisors were done. They called him and he entered the office very confident. “Congratulations Rex Grayson, you are officially the
Peter Banks was placed in handcuffs and taken to the van that drove him to the private detention center. He was calm and did not show any signs of resistance or frustration. He was more interested in the person who was going to lead the investigation, considering the dirt he had on all the directors and deputies in various agencies. That was why he was untouchable; everyone was dirty and was supposed to know not to go poking in other people’s business. He was taken into a room, and in minutes, his supervisors and deputy walked in.“I will advise everyone to think or visit their lawyers before they say anything here,” he warned in an orderly tone.The door opened, and Rex walked in.“What the fuck is he doing here!” he yelled.“Rex is now part of our team and is leading this investigation,” the deputy announced, sending Peter slamming on the chair.He looked at his supervisor.“Last we checked, you are the one who recommended him, and it took him only a day to get a confession,” the
Rex headed for the NSA building and could see cars following him. He looked in the mirrors and stepped on the gas.The confession was going to reach the tribunal whether he was alive or dead.“Sir, take your next exit, we will block the cars,” the watchers assured him.Rex made a turn, and his phone rang.He looked at the caller, and it was Peter.He answered it, wanting to hear the old fool’s voice one last time.“Where is my daughter!” Peter yelled.“Cremated in a vessel,” Rex replied.Peter paused, his breath audible.“Do not worry, they placed her in two vessels, and I intend to bring one to your prison cell, plus my drug so that you get to live longer and save your sentence,” Rex replied and hung up.“You stupid fool! I will blow up! How could you cremate my daughter without me!” he yelled, but Rex had already hung up on him.He dialed the line, but it went on ringing.Frustrated, he called the men who were following Rex.They needed to abduct Rex, dead or alive.“How far! Why am
Rex slowly pulled away from the hug, tears streaming down his cheeks.“Ever since that woman walked into your life, you made her your priority and then your son came, and finally you were on your road to recovery,” he added and looked down. “You were nearly there Rex, you were almost there.”Tears kept flowing.It was his father’s job to say the right thing at the moment. Rex was his son, and condemning him was not his part.They went on with the funeral procession, after which we headed to one of Rex’s mansions Rex’s father walked up to him with Sam in his hands.“The little man missed you," he said.Rex smiled and held the baby in my arms.His father cleared his throat.“You are coming with us, right?" he asked.Rex kept his gaze on the baby.“Rex, this is where the vengeance ends. That man killed his own daughter, and as a father, that would be the worst kind of karma,” he stated.Rex kept staring at the baby.His phone beeped; it was the watchers.He gave the phone one glance and
“Where is my daughter?” Peter kept demanding from the hospital administrator.His daughter was supposed to be at St Luke, the other officers confirmed that's where they sent the body, but only to be told the hospital had no idea where the body was.He called his deputy, who kept ignoring his calls.Everyone he was calling had no idea where she was taken, and neither did he have an idea of Chelsea’s whereabouts.He could smell Rex all over everything. Even in his daughter’s death, the stupid boy was being petty.He called Rex’s line but could not get through.Pissed, he called his men to turn the city upside down until Rex was found.“No, no, find Chelsea first! Find that stupid bitch!” he screamed.Meanwhile, Rex and Patricia stood over Rose’s body, clad in protective clothing.Patricia could not stop the tears. She had a lot of regrets. If only she had not called her daughter back or turned to alcohol or cried over the stupid divorce. Her daughter had found a life with the man she l
The paramedics took Patricia away in the ambulance while Rex fixed his eyes on Peter, whose face was as grey as water-soaked chalk dust. It was the old man’s fault; he released Chelsea. He sent her to the function to kill him. He was the only one who had the power to infiltrate her into his security team. On the other hand, Peter could feel his legs numbing up; his daughter was dead. He killed his daughter; it was his fault. That was not a fact he could try to make excuses for or try to pull himself out of. He had known his family was going to be at the event, yet he risked it all. His only concentration was his target, to kill the target. To kill Rex Grayson He was led inside, ignoring Rex’s vicious eyes. He had expected the boy to be attacking him or throwing rants, but instead, he just sat there staring at him. “We finally have footage of what transpired,” the deputy announced and called Peter and other heads of the other agencies into a private room where they got to watch
Time froze for both Rex and Chelsea as they watched Rose land on the ground with a hit.Chelsea was supposed to shoot again, and this time she was not going to miss because Rex’s attention was on his wife, crying and trying to wake her up, but she just stood there.She knew she had messed up. Peter Banks was going to have her head, and she was not going to see any future.Peter Banks was supposed to give her a new identity and a new life. He even promised her a new country of her choice and a rich man to marry.But she could see all that going down the drain. A big hit to the head came from behind her as security personnel ran to the scene and disarmed her, sending her to the ground.Rex placed his hands over the bullets, calling out for his wife as blood began coming out of her mouth.“Rose! Rose! Rose, stay with me!” he yelled, his eyes darting around for help.He could tell the bullet went straight for her heart, and things were not good as she could barely open her eyes.However,
“How the fuck did you know about the charity event?” Rose yelled. “The invitations are not out yet, but you already know about the event?”Rex quickly got on his laptop, checking for any breach in security, but he found none.“Rose, the old board that you are trying to change was appointed by me, so they informed me about the event that you plan to replace them,” Peter explained.Rose slowly calmed down; she had completely forgotten why she wanted to change the board.“You are not invited. If you had cared, you would have called the day I gave birth!” Rose yelled, hanging up.She turned to face her husband. “He went snooping around the board, spying on me instead of reaching out to me!” she yelled, irritated.“I am going to block him. I do not want to speak to him or see his face!” she added.Rex got up from where he was seated and placed the baby in the crib.He walked to her and gave her a hug.“Bae, forget about him. The charity is not going to plan itself,” he advised her and pla
Rex was tempted to scream but restrained his excitement. Counting chickens before they hatch was never his style.But for eight months, he had tried to find a crime that would land the fool with more than ten years but always came up short.The closest he ever got was the money laundering, but because he cleaned both his mother-in-law and wife’s companies, he had automatically made himself an accomplice, which Peter would use against him.But now, with the CIA director awake, the flash, and a terrorist willing to confess, Peter was as good as gone.He was tempted to run after his wife and tell her the good news but restrained himself again.He was going to tell her everything after the investigations were done.He got up and took a shower, smiling and picturing how life with Peter locked up was going to be.He was going to be free, and there was a possibility of not leaving the country and bringing his family to join him and his wife.He finished his bath and headed out to meet with t