When the sound of the gun went off, Ric had dropped to his knees, his heart rate was faster and his breathing slowed. Ric hung his head low and awaited the approach. Cold hands wrapped around his torso and helped him stand to his feet. "Deadly game you are about to involve yourself in," the man in the car informed Ric as he was supported into the car. "Thank You," Ric said simply when he got into the car. "For what? A deal is a deal." Lord Gullathova replied from beside Ric at the back seat. "That could have been me," Ric stared out the window at the body of a man with a gun shot injury being carried away. Lord Gullathova had people monitoring Ric and his movements. When the trigger has been pulled, the shot was aimed at the man who released the gun safety attempting to shoot Ric. "Do we have evidence to nail him for attempted murder?" Ric asked not willing to let the case slide. "The sniper wasn't shot dead, we'll take his testimony and get all the information we need fr
Damon and Ric barely said a word to each other when the sun gave it's light and illuminated the little house the inhabited. After his morning routine and a cold breakfast at the same table with Damon, Ric sat in his desktop and finalized all the details of the new project he was launching. "It's time for Lunch, I'll be going to the factory a bit late today," Damon informed Ric who had sat in his spot for hours already. "Why?" "The property owner is demanding we pay two years advance to keep using it so we're about selling out." "What do you mean selling out?" Ric asked alarmed, the weary look on Damon's face already communicated his meaning but Ric didn't want to assume anything. "We can't pay such an amount and the factory is already running at a loss with a lot of debts. The bank didn't shut it down because I was able to use this house to service the loan as collateral." Damon explained. Ric gnashed his teeth, he couldn't believe that he had so much money and influenc
The three men looked to themselves, they were not expecting anyone but Damon went to answer the door all the same. "A parcel for the house owner," a delivery girl dressed neatly in her uniform announced when Damon flung the door open. Damon easily signed the parcel and carried the box in. He dropped it on the table and started unboxing it. When Damon walked into the kitchen, Ric and Frank exchanged looks before diving for Damon to stop his actions. "Get it away!" Ric yelled at the top of his voice as the box rolled off Damon's grip. Frank immediately carried the box outside and set it far at lightening speed. Damon laid underneath Ric perplexed. What was going on? He had questions but his shocked state would not release his tongue to ask them. "It's safe," Frank announced walking back in to the house with the same box in his arms. Ric sat up in the floor panting, his heart beat rapidly in the cage of his ribs. Damon mirrored his actions and sat still. "I've neve
While Frank worried himself, he thought to just end his life before Ric got back because his life was already going to be over when Ric learned that Damon had gone missing minutes after he gave the assignment to him. Frank took a kitchen knife and held it to his wrist by the sink. He planned to cut himself and let the blood flow neatly without causing a mess. He didn't run away because he knew if the young master found out, he was going to come after him and his entire family. The Maximillano family were powerful beyond Avrilla city and their tentacles spread wide abroad. "You're back early," Damon's voice startled Frank. Frank immediately spun in his heels confused and he was truly standing face to face with Damon, Frank was stunned. "Where did you vanish to?" Frank immediately put the knife away on the slab to avoid any suspicious questions from Damon. "The light bill has been reading so fast lately so I just took a visit to the ceiling to you know tweak it a bit." Damo
Only Ric knew what had happened so he motioned to leave the broken Mr Garvin to his demise but the over zealous man wouldn't let him. "Where are you going? Didn't you say twenty minutes?" Mr Garvin bragged in his self confidence as he challenged Ric before all the onlookers. "I did and it's barely fifteen minutes left already." Ric smiled so coldly it didn't get to his eyes but it creeped the onlookers. "Such a creep, he was about to save his face just now and leave with the money." "Honey, we should go this disgusting proud man is making me sick." "Poor and arrogant? What sponsors his pride?" Several people bad mouthed Ric and they blocked his path. "You can not threaten someone so openly and just expect to walk away." "Yes! We will beat you to a pulp in fifteen minutes time if nothing happens." "Thirteen you mean," Ric corrected them. "He is even still audacious, surely we will beat you up today." "If what you say is true, we will join him to apologize to you."
In the Steffanina mansion, there was a little bit of an uproar. Garvin had called in to apologize for whatever way he had wronged them and pleased their forgiveness but they seemed oblivious of whatever he was referring to. Garvin had explained the enter scenario to them and no one had a clue of what he was talking about. "Honestly, we do not have such power and authority to terminate your contract deals with others asides us," The master of the Steffanina family tried to reason with Garvin and make him come to terms with the fact that he had no hand in his misfortune. Garvin was so devastated and desperate that he had to immediately sell his fancy phone to pay for a night at a hotel for his pregnant wife and children to lay their heads to rest for the night. It was the worst day of Garvin's existence that day and he cursed himself for ever challenging Ric to such feat. The truth was that it was possible that Ric had no hand in it and like the Steffanina master had said, on
Ric had successfully left the scene and navigated his way to the salon section in the mall. "Excuse me Sir, do you require our services?" The very polite beautiful lady asked Ric very cautiously. "Yes," Ric replied coldly wondering why she asked him the obvious. "This way please," Shirley as her name tag stated, led Ric to the waiting area for his turn but she was stopped soon by a neatly dressed young man. Jeremy "What are you doing?" Jeremy scolded the lady. She jumped a bit in fear because she had so much respect for Jeremy as their top tier customer. "I was just leading the gentleman to a seat to wait out his turn." Shirley explained to Jeremy but Ric stood still with a grim expression. Ric knew what Jeremy was up to and he was ready to teach him a proper lesson of he tried to act in an unruly manner which was quite inevitable considering the character of Jeremy. "What do you want this time Jeremy?" Ric asked rescuing the innocent lady from the awkward situation.
Jeremy checked the caller ID and smiled when he saw it was his father that was calling him. "You are going to regret everything you ever said. My father is calling and I'll be sure to make sure he puts in word to have this salon closed as well since you all despised my words and doubted my claim." Jeremy boasted and the manager immediately got scared. "You fool! Who did you offend? What gave you done?" Jeremy's father scolded him the minute he picked up the call. "Father?!" Jeremy was shocked at the response he got. "We have lost everything, we are now poor and wretched. Who did you offend to make the banks liquidate our loans and investors withdraw their investments and sell off their shares?" Jeremy was stunned, he paled in the instance when he heard this. Jeremy slowly lifted his head to Ric who had a small smile on his face. "Father I don't understand what you are saying," Jeremy tried to make out other meaning from the obvious facts. "Get yourself back here or go and