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Underestimated Retribution CHAPTER 175: THE ULTIMATE PRIZE
For a moment, Mark Darius stopped to think. The war was actually going his way, and he was starting to have the upper hand. But there was that lump in his throat, that lump that was hard to swallow. It was going to be there as far as Karen Shapiro was alive and was shooting alongside her men. With her being alive, he knew that the war wasn't over. It wasn't going to be over until he had made sure that she was behind bars, spending the rest of her life where she was supposed to spend it, which was what she had deserved right from the onset. Chanting a war cry, Mark stood up from the table, spraying bullets to and fro. He wanted them dead, each and every one of them. But he needed her alive. Karen Shapiro was the ultimate prize. Meanwhile, Karen Shapiro couldn't believe what was taking place before her eyes. About ten of her men were sprawled on the floor, all of them bleeding in one part of the body or the other. It was unbelievable. She couldn't believe that she was losing a
Underestimated Retribution CHAPTER 176: THE PURSUIT
Starting to drive out of the grounds of the splendid bar, she was shocked when a man came out through the backdoor and began firing at the windscreen. Swearing, she urged everybody in the car to get down and then managed to steer the car away from danger and towards the gate. Looking through her side mirror, she knew that stance anywhere in the world. It was Mark Darius that had been shooting. How had he been able to spot her even in the heat of the exchange of gunshots? Stepping on the accelerator, Karen Shapiro drove faster, knowing that the safety and the continuity of her life depended solely on how fast she could drive and how fast Farida Atticus's car could move. It was time to retreat and make her way out of the city before it was too late. ***************** Even though gunshots were being exchanged and were flying, Mark Darius had been able to spot the black dress that Karen Shapiro had been wearing. And ducking and using a few tables as cover, he followed her, through
Underestimated Retribution CHAPTER 177: THE CHASE
They were the same and alike in every way. In the process of satisfying their selfish desires, they had destroyed the lives of their children. It was sad, but Jenett knew that they both deserved what was coming to them, each and every bit of it. “I'm sorry you're going through it, Margaret. But why we're meeting is connected to your daughter being in jail. We need to do something, Margaret.” The pause and the inhale that came a few minutes later told Jenett Darius that Margaret Woods had also been thinking about it too. They all wanted to take down Karen Shapiro, but they were afraid to make the first step. “Is this concerning Karen? You know it's dangerous, Jenett.” Jenett Darius frowned, ready to spew insults at Margaret Woods. Didn't she see? Fear was what was holding her back, but she was pretending not to notice. Jenett was done with being afraid. At the moment, her priority was to her child, and she didn't care if she died in the process. “How long are you going to liv
Underestimated Retribution CHAPTER 178: FULFILLING HIS PROMISES
He waited in the sitting room, his gun raised. When he finally saw Karen come down, he wondered if his mind was playing games on him. But it wasn't. Karen Shapiro was coming down the stairs, and in front of her was Farida, a weapon pointed to her head. “Let her go, Karen. You know she doesn't have a say in all of this. Let this be between you and I as it has always been.” Karen Shapiro laughed, then stared at him pitifully. “I can release her and still manage to take you out. You look like shit.” “Of course I do. Thanks to you and your men.” He replied, still struggling to stand. The last thing he wanted was for Farida to see his weakness. But she had seen everything already, and from the sobs that were coming from her, he could tell that she was in pretty bad shape herself. He sighed, knowing that what she was going through wasn't her fault. All she had done was love him in return and unconditionally and what had he repaid her with? A death sentence and a gun being pointed
Underestimated Retribution CHAPTER 179: MARK'S RETRIBUTION
He wasn't supposed to be moving, but he was doing so. Derek Campton stared at him, then opened a bag that was at the back of the truck. Retrieving a syringe and a needle, he gave him one shot. Mark Darius knew what it was. Painkillers. “It's going to kick in a few minutes. It'll give you all the time you need to go after her. You're really in bad shape, man. I've already done my best in convincing you to go to the hospital. Any decision you make at this point is solely yours, I hope?” Nodding, Mark Darius opened the car, slipping out of it. It was time. ********** When Jenett Darius heard the knock on her door, she stood up, hoping that it was her son even though she was expecting Margaret Woods already. Opening the door, she hid her disappointment with a brilliant smile. She was afraid but she was trying to pretend that everything was alright. Brown never failed to send a text when he was going to be away from home for a period of time. And the fact that she was trying to
Underestimated Retribution CHAPTER 180: THE REVEAL
Jenett Darius swallowed hard, staring at the officer behind the counter. He had dark brown hair, and the frown on his face told her that he had problems of his own and wasn't buying her story. To meet with the chief of police, you need to have an appointment. And an appointment was what Jenett Darius didn't have. But she had the story. She knew that spilling everything she knew about Karen Shapiro was record breaking news, and was going to be on everybody's lips in the city for quite a while. If only the officer knew the kind of story she possessed. Then maybe he would let her through. But he was staring at her with contempt, refusing to heed to her plea. “You've got to let me in,” Jenett began once again, her gaze finding Margaret's who was looking around the station in worry. Jenett couldn't blame her friend. She was still afraid of Karen Shapiro, and it was obvious that she was checking the station for any man in a suit or the startling appearance of Karen Shapiro. But Jenet
Underestimated Retribution CHAPTER 181: OPEN WOUNDS
The chief stared at her in surprise, astonished by her guts. Nodding, he urged her to continue. “I think I have information about a criminal you've always wanted to nab. The popular number one, the crime boss and king of the underworld.” The chief's eyes lit up with surprise, and his intrigue couldn't be hidden. Putting on his glasses, he gestured towards his office with his hand. “This way, miss.” ********* Mark Darius stared at Karen Shapiro and all the rage he had felt for weeks came pouring out. He hated her at that moment, and all the things she had made him go through. He hated the fact that she was even still alive, despite the number of bullets she had pummeled into his body. For the first time in days, he could see fear in Karen Shapiro's eyes. He could see that realization was starting to dawn on her, that the impossible had just become possible at that moment. She could see that the game was up, and not only did he have the upper hand, he was winning totally. Dere
Underestimated Retribution CHAPTER 182: THE CANKERWORM OF TRUTH
“Is that why you took to a life of crime? All to make my wealth and assets yours? You're lying to yourself, Karen. You've always enjoyed being a criminal, you've always enjoyed leading that double life. All you craved was a motive. And once you found it, you couldn't stop.” The frown on her face told him that he had hit the nail on the head. She stared out of the window once again, then stared at him with eyes that said she was starting to realize that he was finally winning, that he was about to take everything that she had fought for throughout the years. “Can I have a cigarette at least? Before you do whatever you want to do with me?” Mark Darius found himself glancing at his friend and the private investigator who had helped him capture the monster that was now begging him for a cigarette. Derek Campton smiled, then ran a hand through his hair before speaking. “She can have one. After that, we would call the police. Time to wrap this up, put this hardened criminal where sh
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CHAPTER 194: THE VERDICT
EPILOGUE : A YEAR LATER The courtroom was filled with apprehension and tension. From a mile away, one could observe and note the seriousness of the faces, how enraptured they seemed to be. The silence in the courtroom could be broken by just a pin drop, and everyone was rapt with attention, staring at the judge, the jury, the hideous criminal with beautiful eyes, slender waist, a beautiful body and the prettiest of faces, but with a heart darker than the devil's. The entire city was out for her, and everybody in the room was dying for justice to take its course. The entire courtroom was filled to the brim, and even from the outside, people were peering through the windows. It was the largest court in the city, but the turn up had been so massive that people had to look from the windows. That was the kind of reception that Karen Shapiro had garnered. A lot of people had heard her story, the murders she had committed, and how she had controlled the underworld of crime. She wa
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CHAPTER 193: THE PILL CALLED REGRET
In the days that followed, Jenett Darius felt as if she was living in a dream. She could barely respond to questions that were thrown her way, and she knew it made the chief of police genuinely worried because of the agreement she had made to testify against Karen Shapiro in the court. How was she going to be able to do that when her purpose of living was no more? When her son was no more, the child that she had birthed hadn't even lived to experience the remorse that she was feeling? The removal of the guilt that had filled her chest by turning herself in? On a sunny Monday morning, she was shocked to find the chief of police opening the door to her cell. She jolted awake, and so did Margaret Woods. She had barely spoken to Margaret since she had heard the news of her son's death, and all she had wanted was for death to snatch her too. But no matter how much she wished for it, it never seemed to come. Death knew that it wasn't time for her to go, and it was playing its part by r
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CHAPTER 192: AGAINST ALL ODDS
But Karen Shapiro was in no state to do what she had conjured in her mind. She was brought down by a simple Roundhouse kick, and her head was pinned to the floor as the cold metal of the handcuffs clamped on her wrists. Karen Shapiro was bundled back into her room, just like the common criminal she was. ********* When Mark Darius came to consciousness, he instantly found out that his side was hurting and that he was in a hospital. The dream he had been having was the same one that had tormented him during the previous nights, Karen Shapiro pursuing him endlessly with a knife, her screams making him terrified and making him perspire profusely. By the time he managed to sit up in the white, comfortable bed he was in, he was covered in a sheen of sweat. He also acknowledged immediately that the bed he was lying in wasn't his, and that his room didn't have a speck of blue in it. He had always been a green and orange color person from the start. And those were the colors that flound
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CHAPTER 191: GAME OVER
When Karen Shapiro came to consciousness, the first thing she recognized was the continuous beeping of the heart monitor machine next to her and the needle that was in her skin. Her head felt as if it had been pounded upon severally and her eyes wanted to close of their own accord. Where was she? What had happened to her? For all she knew about her being in a blue and white room that stank of drugs and antiseptic, she knew within her that she was missing something. Something was wrong. She wasn't supposed to be in the room that she was, and she knew it. But she couldn't place it. At that same moment, the door opened, revealing a nurse in a white uniform that bore kind, brown eyes. Her hair was covered with a nursing cap, and when she smiled, it was cheerful and broad, seeming to light up the whole room. It made Karen Shapiro smile slightly even though she clearly didn't want to, even though her head felt as if a thousand nails had been drilled into it. The nurse proceeded
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CHAPTER 190: A MOTHER'S TORMENT
Swallowing, he spoke those dreaded words that Jenett Darius heard in her nightmares for days, those words that seemed to stick in her mind, that had left a firm imprint in her soul. “I'm afraid your son has been found dead amongst the bodies of the dead in the aftermath of the Splendid bar shooting. He was alive when the ambulance left the bar, but he was confirmed dead on arrival at the hospital. He died from several gunshot wounds.” He paused, and Jenett Darius could only hear the blood pounding in her ears and the hammering of her chest. She couldn't believe it, she was hoping it wasn't true. But it was reality, the cuffs on her hands were real and the chief was still standing in front of her. “I'm sorry that I'm the one that has come to you bearing this sad news, Miss Jenett. I wish I could take it back, but it has already happened.” When she didn't speak, he ventured further, touching her lightly on the shoulder. It was clear that he wanted her to say something, to at least
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CHAPTER 189: THE AFTERMATH
As soon as he struck Karen Shapiro on the head with the heavy box, he knew that he had only a few seconds before he would totally black out. And that was why without wasting a precious second, Mark Darius made his way to the phone in Derek Campton's hand. Without skipping a beat, he dialed the popular emergency line, his hands trembling. The amount of blood he had lost was going to determine if he got to live or not, and Mark Darius knew that he had lost quite a lot of blood. “911, what's your emergency?” Smiling, Mark Darius was slowly embracing the darkness that was enveloping him. He was fighting to stay alive, he was fighting death, the darkness, and even though it looked bleak, he was sure that he was going to win. He was going to say his location before the darkness enveloped him completely. It had been quite a long day, and Mark Darius wanted nothing more than to lay down and rest. He had been fighting a battle which he didn't know how it was going to turn out, and t
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CHAPTER 188: THE CONFESSION
“I can drive you to the station. I believe one of the staff can help to look after Atticus. He's eating, and as far as food is involved, he's good to go.” Sergei stared at her, slightly worried. He was just a little bit different. Even in the urgency of the moment, he was rethinking things, making sure that he wasn't leaving out any detail. He was very observant, and she could see why Mark had maintained his service throughout the years. “Are you sure? You should rest, take a shower. I assure you that Mark will be alright. He knows how to take care of himself, fight his battles if you know what I mean.” She nodded, knowing that she would do anything to know that Mark was safe and sound. He had fought for Atticus, and it was up to her to do the same for him. She would gladly do it without blinking or hesitation. “I'm certain. I need to be sure that Mark is safe and that Karen hasn't killed him yet.” Sergei nodded, finally acknowledging her pleas to follow him. He had carefully c
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CHAPTER 187: LOOKING FOR MARK
She didn't know why, she couldn't fathom the reason. It was probably what she had deserved, but the fact that she had been so close to getting away hurt her everyday of her life. After she closed the box successfully, she turned around to see a smiling Mark Darius, the smaller of her boxes with its edges that were made of metal in his hands. And before she could move or raise her hands in defense, the box had been slammed on her head, sending her into a darkness she had never encountered throughout her life. ********** Farida Atticus stared at her son, then smiled. Out of everything that had happened to her in the past few weeks, he seemed to be the only good thing that had emerged from it all. For the fact that he had managed to come out of the devil's lair that was Karen Shapiro's home unshattered and unharmed, there was every reason for her to be happy. Yes, her life had been a mess because of love, but there was one thing Farida found herself acknowledging. She st
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CHAPTER 186: BEATING THE ODDS
But it was clear that Mark Darius was having none of it. His mind was made up, and he stared at her, his gun very much active in his hand. He was going to use it, no matter what she said. “I can give you the contract right now.” Mark Darius smiled instead, as if he knew of her plans to bolt and do something unpredictable like she had done a few minutes ago. He looked purely ready for her, her antics and whatever she was going to try next. “You should've thought about that before trying to shoot me, Karen Shapiro.” And with those words, he fired. It was a single shot, and the bullet pierced her upper arm in a jolt that sent her to the floor, holding her now bleeding hand. At that moment, Mark Darius let out a cry. He had fallen to the floor, and the gun was out of his hand. Staring at him in pain, Karen Shapiro could see that he was in pain. He was clutching his side, his knuckles completely white. Despite her bleeding arm, the sight of Mark Darius in pain seemed to give her st
