Patricia slowly took a seat, trying to process what she had just heard. There was a small part of her that was telling her it was all lies. There was no way her husband would risk his job title. He loved being the director of NSA, which was one of the main reasons she was running the company and not him.“Patricia?” Rex called her nameShe lowered her head and looked at the paper again.“You are sure… Your software did not make a mistake?” “Hundred per cent sure. If I was not sure, I would not have called you,” he replied.She kept quiet again“I just texted Rose to come home and she will be here in a few minutes,” he added.Patricia looked up at him, “You told her everything?”“No, I will leave that to you, but I have a suggestion that I want the both of you to hear,” he said.Patricia gazed at him. She had been trying to hold in the anger but could no longer hold it.She carefully placed the laptop on the bed and headed for the door, but Rex blocked her.“Hey, calm down,” he said t
Rose took a step forward with the intention of stopping her mother, but she halted in her tracks.Her father deserved the slaps, he had served worse. The two companies were the only means of livelihood for her mother, while her father had the NSA job in case the companies were shut down. It was selfish of him not to consider that fact.She turned and looked away facing the window while her father held his burning cheek as he staggered backwards.“You are worse than an animal!” Patricia tempted another slap, however Peter’s security personnel quickly got in front, blocking her.“That's enough, ma'am!” the man in black warned.“Get out of my way! Who do you think you are? Get out of my way!” she yelled.“Patricia, take a deep breath, take small breaths at a time,” Rex got in front of her and held her hands.“No, Rex, you do not understand…” she tried to explain to him.“I understand how it feels to get screwed over by someone you trust with your life,” Rex tried to reason with her.Pete
A lot of regret began flashing in Peter’s head, regret that ran all the way to five years ago.He could not stop beating himselfHe focused his eyes on Rex, his chest on the verge of exploding. For an unknown reason, his BP was not heating up, though the stinging sensation was still stinging.“I need water, I need something to drink,” Peter finally spoke.“Sign the damn papers, you are not going to stall!” his wife yelled. “You can have your stupid water after signing!”“I am not going to sign anything that I do not understand, especially without my lawyers!” he yelled back at her and got out of the room.The room smelled filth, Rex reeked of filth. His hand was itching to grab the gun and blow the filth’s head out.It was his daughter’s sadness and disappointment in her eyes that restrained him from getting the gun that was tucked in behind his trousers.“I will have a lawyer read it and then get back to you,” he stated and walked out of the room.“No, no, Rex stop him, he is going t
“Peter, what the fuck are you doing?" Patricia screamed at him. "Drop that stupid gun now!”He raised his hand at his wife“Patricia, stay where you are or I will blow this idiot’s head off!” Patricia paused in her tracks, her heart racing. “He knows there is a safe behind this wardrobe, that's why he is in this room and you stupidly allowed him!” Peter yelled at her. “I invited him into the room, you stupid fool! He is here to pack your stupid clothes out!”“What!” Peter darted his eyes between his wife and Rex.“Are you insane? Did he ask you to do this?” he asked. “Are you going to blindly follow whatever this useless boy tells you to do?”“You were laundering dirty money in my company, Peter, dirty money that is still in the system. I would be the one getting arrested and not you!” she screamed, holding her head, and asked him how he expected her to sleep next to him.Peter looked down, the hand he was holding the gun, shaking.Rex, on the other hand, remained calm, still holdi
Rex walked outside, knowing for sure that Peter was going to move the money and whatever was in the safe. He texted his watchers to be ready to intercept anything that was going to drive out of the mansion.Peter was cornered and probably desperate, so he was going to make a lot of mistakes.Taking him down felt refreshing, especially since he was not using any gadgets or cameras.It was different from Chelsea where he was ten steps ahead and the victory did not feel fulfilling. With Peter Banks, it was going to be fulfilling because it involved using the people that he loved to bring him down. He walked back into the mansion and stood in the hallway, watching as the other workers shifted Peter to the spare bedroom.His wife’s voice cleared from behind him.“And what are you doing here?” she asked.Rex turned, scratching his head.“I am… waiting for your mother, we need to start cleaning the money,” he lied.Rose stared at him.“What?” he asked. “Can you run the numbers in my comp
Rex clenched his hands into fists, trying to control his anger. Chelsea was a convicted criminal. She was sentenced in a public trial, unlike his, which was private, but Peter found a way, pulled strings, and got her out.She was definitely going to come for him. He could now put the puzzle together as to why she was smiling during sentencing. The useless slut knew she was not going to stay long locked up. “Boss, what should we do?" the watchers texted back.He ignored them and marched to Peter’s office without second thought. “You are not allowed to go in," one of the guards walked forward.“I need to talk to that old fool in there! “ Rex tried not to raise his voice. “I need you to step back or else?” The guard tried to warn him but in a blink, Rex pulled on the security guard, grabbed his neck, and hit him hard, sending him to sleep instantly.The other two guards charged at Rex, but Rex hit them hard in the necks, sending them to the floor.He then walked to the door, turning
Rose was left staring at the door without moving for about a full minute before she snapped out of it, picked up her purse and walked out of the house.She did not want to react to her husband’s last statement or confront him. She put on loud music and drove straight to the prison facility where Chelsea was supposed to be serving time.She wanted to physically confirm that Chelsea was out before she made a decision or reacted to Rex’s threat.She arrived outside the prison and made some calls to people she knew, requesting a private visitation to one of the prison mates.She was asked to wait outside as they made the calls.She waited in the car without minding how long it was going to take. She needed the time alone. Away from her husband, father, and everything that was happening in her life.After what seemed like forever, a call came.She quickly answered it.“Do you have the correct names?” the contact asked. “There is no convict by that name in that prison, or do you have the pr
“Mom, please, calm down," Rose was now in tears. Every new day meant more shit from her father. "We can all sit down and discuss this as a family!" she suggested wiping her tears. Patricia looked behind her, in the direction of her daughter and burst into laughter. "Family?" she laughed. "This house is a sham led by a horny criminal that uses his balls to think and abuse his authority!" she spat out. Peter kept his eyes up, fixed on Rex. Rex maintained his cold gaze on the old man. As much as he wanted to be enjoying the scene in front of him, he could not. Chelsea was out and it was all thanks to the fool in front of him. Unlike him, who had a career and family to lose, Chelsea had nothing, which made her more dangerous. Patricia moved closer, forcing the guards to circle her husband. "Move!" Peter ordered them. "Sir, she has a gun," one of the bodyguards said. "Do I look like I am blind to you?" he yelled at them and ordered them to move. The three guards left space for P
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