I didn't know if it was just his bad aim or my good luck but thankfully, Xavier's bullet scratched me only on the side of my stomach.I used the shovel and covered up the hole in which I had I had thrown Xavier. I wondered why he had a shovel in the booth of his car. Until I saw the shovel, my original plan was just to throw him into the thick bushes.I finished up and drove Xavier's car into a corner in some different set of bushes that hid it well. Now how will I get back to the mansion? This place is empty. The longer I stay away then the higher any suspicion of me would grow.Just as I was stuck wondering how to get back, I saw a truck far off. I ran towards the road and stood at the roadside as I waited for the truck to come near me. I made sure to hide the side of my stomach with my other hand and I waved at the truck. "Hey! Hey! Help! Please pull over!" I shouted. Luckily for me, I was noticed and the truck driver stopped near me.I went to the truck and looked through its win
In the heat of the moment, I wondered if I could tell Tamira about Xavier. How I was almost killed and that was how I found out about the Will.Still, I wasn't sure if Xavier's words were the truth. Me being swapped with Tamira at birth and Mr. Wilson handing everything to me.But why would Xavier use that as a form of lie? There is some truth in what he said and until I find out for sure, I cannot let Tamira know about anything concerning it and about me killing Xavier. I don't know what she will start viewing me as."You know... Underneath all the arguments and quarrels they usually had, I thought they loved each other but this changed everything. Even while their father was sick, his mother seemed to only care about his money and property. On the day of the reading of the Will, the Will was nowhere to be found." Tamira said and then scoffed."Maybe they weren't mentioned in it after all," she added."You mean you believe what I am saying?" I asked her, surprised at how she took it
Tamira POV: I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange place. My first thoughts were 'Where the hell am I?' Suddenly, I recalled what had happened earlier. It was my mother. I had to get back to the mansion. I don't know what she would do to Devon. I can't let her harm him. I dipped my hand in my pocket and at the same time looked around for my purse. My mother had abandoned me here with nothing, not even a phone. Now I am done with it. I fell to my knees in a burnt surrounding with which I felt no familiarity and I cried my eyes out. What am I supposed to do now? I'm trapped here and will most likely starve here. After some minutes passed and it was slowly beginning to approach the night, I got on my feet. I could not just seat and wait for my fate to be decided by my situation. I had to find someone or at least some place which I can recognize my way back home through. I went in search of a road I could follow and in no time, I found one. I walked for what felt like hours w
I arrived at the party which was already in full swing by the time I got there. "You finally made it. I was doubting if you would come at all," he added as he approached me. "How could I ever miss it when my manager just won't get off my back about it?" I replied. "Meet Alberto Del. He is your opponent for the upcoming match this Saturday." my manager said as he gestured me towards a man in a suit who held a wine glass in his hand. "Ah, Jason. It's nice to finally meet you." Alberto Del said to me. We shook hands with each other, "Good that I can see what will be your past face by the time I beat you to a pulp." I replied to Alberto Del. Our hands parted from the shake, "I like your confidence, my man. It's too bad it's not going to last till when you enter the ring." Alberto Del said to me. We both looked at each other, all smiles, but with a hidden fury in our eyes. Alberto had somehow managed to maintain his championship for two years but he should be ready for me. I'm the o
I sat down and began to think but no idea came to mind on what to do. "Maybe there is the help we can reach?" Alex said. "Who?" I asked. "I don't think the authorities can do anything about this," I added. "Not the authorities but Mr. Cranston," Alex said. "What? Who the hell is that?" I asked Alex. "He used to be our rival in the mafia but turned into our partner. I think he can help. I'm sure he still gates our mother and will do anything to bring her down." Alex explained. "No-no-no Alex. I do not want to get involved with a gang." I instantly said. "Even the thought of it is horrible. This could turn out very bad for us." I said. "Do you have any better ideas?" Alex asked me, his arms folded across his chest as he waited for my answer. "No." I hesitantly replied. "Which means we are going with my idea," Alex said. To that, I remained silent. Alex came closer to me and put his arms around me, hugging me, "don't worry Tamira. Everything is going to be fine." he said to me.
Roughly a minute later, I received a text on my phone. It had the plate number of the person's car. I sent it to one of my agents who specializes in that area of expertise and along with the text that she should send me the location of that person. I entered my car and sat in it waiting for a response. It didn't take long before a reply came in. I was surprised to see all the details about the car owner. He was a boxer called Jason and a very wealthy one at that. I felt strange when I saw his picture. I felt like I had seen him before. I zoomed in on his face but it only became a blur. I checked a different picture which had a clearer view of the boxer's face and after a while, I finally recalled where I hate seeing him. He used to follow that Devon around that time when he was poor nobody. It's been a while since I last saw this face and I'm sure it's been a while on Devon's part as well. Wow, wow, wow. So now I must go to his place and retrieve Tamira. I put my phone aside and p
100I suddenly remembered last night that I picked up Tamira Wilson from the roadside when two men were harassing her.I looked up at Mrs. Wilson, "You left your daughter there on purpose didn't you?" I asked her.Mrs. Wilson rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't do that to my daughter. Now Tamira... Hmm... I would very much do that." Mrs. Wilson replied to me."What are you trying to say?" I asked her. "That is none of your business. Don't poke your nose where it doesn't belong." Mrs. Wilson warned me."I don't have your daughter. You might as well get out of my mansion while you still can." I said to her as I pushed a red button under my desk to alert my security men."You know Jason, I see a lot of potential in you. And I don't think it will let it go to waste so easily. You remember Devon don't you?" she asked me."So what?" I asked her and she smirked and had a cunning look on her face, "But does he remember you?" Mrs. Wislon asked me. To that, I stayed in a silent and empty state.We use
Mr. Cranston took some time to think before he could answer Alex's question, "I was the one who sent him into your home. If your mother had found out his identity then it means she also found out I am the one who sent him. Now my thought is, what have I got to lose?" Mr. Cranston replied."Can you help us get him out?" Alex asked."Only because he's the best I've got." Mr. Cranston answered."Thank you, sir," Alex said to him. "So what is the plan? What are we going to do?" Alex asked Mr. Cranston."You and two men from my group will sneak into the mansion and get him. Since you lived there that means you must know or at least have an idea of where he is being kept." Mr. Cranston explained to me."There is something else," Alex said to Mr. Cranston."What else?' Mr. Cranston asked him. "It's my sister Tamira. She cannot be safe if she stays with me. I need her to stay here." Alex answered."What?!" I explained and it came out like a scream. "You know how dangerous this is Tamira. And