"Boss, what are we going to do about this? We cannot just let Mrs Wilson have Grenade. And, we know her well. She will kill Grenade by the end of the second day." one of my men asked me."I need to think this through," I replied."Get inside everyone," I said to them.They all turned and started to leave but Alex and Jason stayed back with me. "Now you see? Mrs Wilson has him and is threatening us with his life in her grasp. And there you were suspecting him for nothing." Alex said."I admit my mistake, Alex," I replied. Jason looked at Alex in an odd and suspecting way but changed his face the moment Alex turned to look at him.I placed my hand on Jason's shoulder and eyed him, a way of indirectly saying he should control himself."What is up with you two anyways?" Alex asked us. "Nothing," Jason said, and by the way, he said it, I knew he was struggling to hold in other words."So what is the next step? We have to get him out of Mrs Wilson's custody." Alex said to me."As I said ea
Alex POV: I could not stand this and most of all, I could not wait. Not when there is a limit of two days. What is something that happens to Grenade because of Devon's stupid decision?No. I cannot let that happen. I have to do something.I waited until it was dark and I snuck out of my room. The only person who saw me leave, because I could not avoid his sight, was the security guard who I casually walked passed.I took a cab and in no time, I was a block away from my mother's mansion. I walked the rest of the way after paying the cab driver and once I was there I got confused about what to do next.Should I knock or just open the gate? Surly the security guards of the mansion will not be aware of what has been happening in my family.I decided to just go in.I pushed the gate open and walked in like it was nothing. I looked around and to my surprise, there was no one there guarding the gate. Where were all the security guards?I noticed a roughly covered floor at the side and went
Devon POV: "Are you alright?" Jason asked Alex. "Yes. Thank you." Alex answered. "We have to leave immediately," I said to them. "Huh? But what about Mrs Wilson?" Jason questioned. "We have got to take her," Jason added. "No. It will be too risky. Not just that but we might never find Grenade." Alex said to Jason. "How do you mean?" I asked Alex. "I already went in there. Grenade is not being kept in the secret room. That was the only place within the mansion that my mother could have hidden Grenade." Alex explained. "And I know that if we take her hostage, she will never speak of his location," Alex said. I looked over at Jason and nodded, "let's leave then." I said and I helped Alex to the car while Jason opened the back door. I put Alex in and went to sit behind the steering wheel while Jason sat at the back with Alex, giving him first aid treatment. I never thought that things could turn this way but at least the doubt about Alex's loyalty was now cleared. That is if the
Devon POV: "We went there last night and Grenade wasn't there and I can tell, neither was Tamira," I said. "Tamira? Do you mean Tamira Wilson? Mrs Wilson's daughter? Why the heck would we want her sir?" one of my men asked me. We were all gathered early this morning, discussing what had happened, "Tamira is a friend and not a foe. She hates her mother just as much." I replied. "That doesn't mean she automatically becomes one of us or that we should help her," he said to me. "She is your boss's wife remember?" Jason said. "Yeah but all that was fake. Nothing real. All was for the mission." another one of my men replied to Jason and then turned to me. There was a somehow awkward silence between us. "Boss. Don't tell me you fell for..." he said, watching my face for my reaction. "What we had was and still is real," I stated. They were all surprised but did not complain, "Then we will help you get her back as well." someone else said and the rest agreed. "Thanks." I found myself
I got out of the room and thankfully, the person I knocked out had a cap on which I could use to hide my face. I made it passed some of Mrs Wilson's men and just as I was approaching the exit, Mrs Wilson walked right in and we almost bumped into each other if not that I dodged on time. "What the hell?! Just who is this dimwit that almost knocked me over?! " Mrs Wilson shouted, two bodyguards, one on either side of her, stood mightily over me and grabbed both of my hands as they lifted me to my feet. Shoot! What a dangerous mistake I just made! I maintained my bowed head, trying for them not to see my face. Mrs Wilson reached out to remove the cap but just as she was doing that and I thought all hope was lost, someone came running and shouting. "Boss! Boss!" I heard a man's voice shouting and panting. "What is it?!" Mrs Wilson questioned, already annoyed as she held back her hand. "It's Grenade!" the man shouted and my heart skipped a beat. Had I just been caught so easily?"Wha
We arrived at the hideout and watched the building from a distance that we hid. There was a lot of security and no way to get in. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see that it was one of my men. "Boss. Over there," he whispered as he pointed to an opening. "Nice job," I said. "What's the time?" I asked. "Five minutes before its twelve sirs." someone replied to me. "Alright. You all know the plan okay? Now it's my turn." I said to them and they all nodded. I made to get up but Alex held me down by the shoulder, "are you sure about this?" Alex asked me. "I am very sure," I replied and removed his hand. I stood up and walked towards the uncompleted building. No one saw me until I was right in front of the building. All of Mrs Wilson's men held their guns up, pointing their guns at me. "I'm here to see Mrs Wilson," I told them. One of them ran into the building and after he came out, out came Mrs Wilson, grinning from ear to ear. "Well-well-well. The rat has finally come
We arrived back at the mansion. Jason stayed quiet throughout and still did not speak a word after we reached. I, on the other hand, was too pissed off to approach him either. We all went to our rooms in bad moods and it was almost morning, no sleep. I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. No sleep and it was all because... I don't even want to think about it. Mrs Wilson POV: I watched in rage as Devon escaped in the van with his men. I felt the hotness rising in my chest and I knew I couldn't hold it back anymore. I had to kill Devon, by hook or by crook. I called for another car and in about five minutes it was brought to me. I pushed out the driver and sat in his place. "Madam!" the driver exclaimed in surprise and with pleading eyes. "I can drive myself," I said to the driver. "But madam how will I get back home? This place... I've never been here before and I don't know if it's safe. Please can I at least sit at the back?" the driver asked me politely. I looked at him w
Devon POV: "You are now nothing but a mad woman with no one to call her own," I said to Mrs Wilson as I turned away from her angrily. "Oh!" I exclaimed, just remembering something. "Speaking of nothing to call your own," I said and turned back to Mrs Wilson. "I hinted something to you that time didn't I?" I questioned Mrs Wilson. She glared at me with clear hatred in her eyes. Mrs Wilson did not say a word in response. "Your son Alex is against you today and as for your other son, well," I paused and looked over at Alex. "Your other son, Alex's elder brother and my younger brother, he is dead," I added. Alex looked shocked but untouched. Mrs Wilson on the other hand looked even angrier but somehow the anger changed to a sneer and her eyes looked away."What you don't know, Devon is how to issue threats that will reach the victim's heart." Mrs Wilson said and then looked directly into my eyes. I didn't break the eye contact either. "I do not have a heart, Devon. If I could send