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Underestimated Retribution Chapter 121: A MOTHER'S EXACERBATION
Everyday, Margaret Woods stared at what her life had become and hated herself. She hated herself because in her quest for money, because in her greed, she had guided her daughter into where she was at the moment. There was no other person to be blamed apart from her. If only she had taken care of her daughter in the right way, if only she had abandoned her schemes and focused on her daughter using her photography skills to earn some money for herself instead of prancing around after Billionaires and rich men. It was too late now, she was too late. Her daughter, Elena, was in the prison while she remained at home, unable to eat, unable to sleep and unable to do anything because her subconscious was beating her, because her conscience was taking her for a ride. She hated every part she had to play in her daughter's life, and she wished she could take back the hands of time. It was impossible. It wasn't going to happen. What had happened had happened, and there was no taking it
Underestimated Retribution Chapter 122: EX-MILITARY
“This is what you're going to do for me, Scar. I cannot watch insults hurled at me from a distance, when I know well that those insults cannot be said to be personally. Brown Darius knows quite a lot, and I think his elimination is imminent.” Scar stared at her, surprised. He had a cigarette in one hand, and she had decided to meet him at the park in the center of the city. The park was filled with kids and parents who watched over them, most of them flying kites as the weather permitted it. Some of them were throwing freebies, and Karen Shapiro found herself sighing. It was a weak child's sport, and she knew her children weren't going to play such. That was if she had children. The park was the perfect place for meetings. There was no suspicion in a place filled with children and watchful mothers and fathers. They were basking in the innocence of the environment, and it suited Karen Shapiro just fine. It masked her true identity, and even that of Scar which was probably a po
Underestimated Retribution Chapter 123: THE BROWN DARIUS TALE
“My boss here has problems with enemies he knows very well. Apparently, the enemy is a woman, and she doesn't know that he knows. What he wants is clear. Protection. He needs your assistance because he is sure that the next few days are going to be quite hectic.” Gareth was the first to speak, finishing his beer and taking a drag of his cigarette before speaking. “I'm sure Sergei has briefed you on how we operate, Mr Mark Darius. We get paid upfront, and you know the standard amount. Anything below twenty grand is not acceptable.” Mark found himself nodding. Sergei hadn't told him that they were going to be this expensive, but he was willing to pay, no matter the amount. He needed quality protection just like the one Sergei offered, and if he was going to get it in the room where he was sitting at the moment, then he was going to risk it. No matter how much it was going to cost, he was going to pay for it. “This enemy of yours, who is she?” It was Bradley who seemed the most
Underestimated Retribution Chapter 124: HELPING HANDS
When Karen Shapiro saw the four able bodied men at the airport, searching for her, she almost exclaimed for joy. They looked perfect for the job. Rushing forward, she helped them carry their duffle bags, instantly introducing herself. The man in a cap, the biggest of the four men, smiled at her pleasantly. From the bulge in his pocket, she could tell there was a gun in there. It was all very pleasing to the eye. She liked it. She liked them. They were perfect for the job, and that was the most important thing of all. They were perfect for her revenge match against Mark Darius. She ushered them into her car, smiling all through. They got in, remaining silent. From their looks, she could tell that they were all hard, strong men. She could tell that they knew how to do their jobs pretty well, and they were not here to mince words. “I'm Karen Shapiro, as I mentioned at the airport, and again, I thank you for your services. I told my friend, Jamil, to help me do the proceedings o
Underestimated Retribution Chapter 125: A MOTHER'S TURMOIL
Mrs Jenett Darius exited the taxi, paying the driver and making her way inside the hospital. In her hand was a flask of food she had prepared for her son. For all she knew, she was a terrible cook but had no choice. She didn't have any money. Where was she going to see the money to buy good food for her child? Using the leftover flour and eggs, she had prepared some pastries and scrambled eggs which she had bundled into a flask. He was going to eat it, because he hadn't eaten since his recovery. Just like her, he had no choice. As she entered the hospital, she found out to her shock that the nurses were looking at her strangely, a grim look that said they knew something. Something was wrong, there was something they were not telling her. Instantly, her mind went to her son. Clutching the flask firmly, she took the elevator, slamming the buttons until the doors opened. She slipped in, her heart hammering in her chest furiously. What was happening? Why had they all been star
Underestimated Retribution Chapter 126: IT IS TIME TO STRIKE HIM
Karen Shapiro was as beautiful as she had been the last time he had seen her. Her hair was neatly and recently made, and he could see that she had spent quite the time on her makeup. The makeup was perfect, suiting her perfectly and capturing the important angles of her face. He smiled at her, cradling her hands and saying the very words that she wished to hear. “You look very beautiful, Karen.” He looked at her, watching her blush once again. It made him wonder as usual if his words had the effect on her, or she was pretending as she usually did. He didn't know which, but he didn't care to know at that moment. He didn't care to know anything at all. All he wanted was to make sure that he seeped as much information as he could gather from her. All he wanted was to be successful in the ongoing war between the both of them. In the ongoing silent war that was taking place not only in her heads, but in their houses, in the physical as well. “As do you, Mark. I love when you wea
Underestimated Retribution Chapter 127: THE DEATH OF MAKACHEV
The bullet had struck Makachev just next to his eye, slipping through the bridge of his nose and passing clean through to the other side. Makachev, his guard, was dead. Makachev had laid his life for him to live. At that moment, everything seemed to return to him. It had been planned and had been executed beautifully. There was no fault whatsoever, and when he looked at the building opposite the cinema, the men who had probably fired at him were no longer there. They had killed Makachev. It all seemed to come back to him at that moment, the smiles she had been giving him, all of them misleading and making him believe that their date was actually genuine and he was trying to find his way past her defenses. He had been awfully wrong. He had been played like a fool, which was perhaps, his enemy's best trait. She had excelled at it so well that he found himself wondering if he was ever going to muster the courage to confront her. Maybe one day. But he was refusing to back dow
Underestimated Retribution Chapter 128: FAREWELL SOLDIER
Makachev's funeral was conducted in a small church that he loved to attend on Sundays. Even after his dead body had been wheeled in a coffin, the shock of the members and the people that knew him very well were dumbfounded. A few of them that had spoken to him during the week couldn't believe their eyes as well. It was actually true. Makachev, the great soldier and great warrior was dead. Mark Darius sighed, wiping off the tears that rolled down his cheeks and stopped just short of his beard. He had always chosen to believe that his men had been sent into his life as a blessing, but he seemed to be wrong. He was probably a curse, and he slipped his hands into the pockets of his trousers, totally avoiding the face of the dead man in the coffin. The face had haunted him for days and days on end, and while he was sad that his guard and friend was gone, he was even more disappointed to know that he couldn't do a single thing. That he didn't in fact, know what to do. It made hi
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