71*The next night*Devon POV:All around me were nothing but noisy men. They shouted and jumped and popped their champagne."Roco what is up with you?! Let loose and chill! Enjoy yourself!" Grenade said to me, his shouts merged with the loud music.I gave a brief smile only to show that I heard what he said and I started to move away from the crowd. The gang of seven men had just returned from a successful robbery and decided to celebrate immediately.I got out of the club and stood watching the dark sky. Not a moon or star in sight. I took in the fresh air and let it all out.I couldn't help but wonder... What did life have planned for me? Ever since I started my mission for vengeance, I have only been moving in circles.A hand touched my shoulder all of a sudden and I flinched. I turned to see that it was Grenade. Ever since I joined their gang he has been the only one talking to me. It's odd but I have no problem with it. I don't plan to have any close relations with any of them.
Mrs. Wilson POV: "I am sorry to inform you all but..." the lawyer hesitated to speak. "To tell us what?! I yelled at him. The lawyer flinched once the sound of my voice penetrated his ears. "The Will of your husband is nowhere to be found." the lawyer completed his words. "What?! What do you mean by his Will is nowhere to be found?!" I questioned in surprise. "Sir, I don't understand what you are trying to say," Tamira said to the lawyer. "Where the hell is my father's Will?! Is there something wrong with you?! How can you misplace such an important thing?!" Xavier shouted at the shivering lawyer. "S... Sir... Even I am surprised at the same level as you. I just woke up and poof! It wasn't where I had kept it anymore." the lawyer explained to Xavier. Xavier raised his hand to slap the lawyer but he froze and took control of himself. He brought down his hand and rubbed a hand on his forehead, "leave." Xavier told the lawyer. "Sir?" the lawyer questioned as if he didn't hear pro
"Sir, please! You do not know what you are doing!" the lawyer exclaimed. "Shut up! Who told you I don't know what I am doing?!" I said to him. The lawyer quickly held his lips closed with his thumb and index finger and waited in silence. "I already told you what I want," I said to him. "Where is my late father's Will?! Did someone pay you to hide or destroy it?!" I yelled. The lawyer could only shake his head in negative. "Then what?! What?! Tell me?! Where is it?!" I asked, quickly running out of patience. The lawyer mumbled something, still with his lips pinned closed with his fingers. "Let go of your lips stupid!" I ordered him. The lawyer removed his fingers and looked at me with nothing less than fear in his eyes, "sir please have mercy. Please, I don't know anything. The Will was either stolen or just lost somewhere in my house." the lawyer begged, only causing more anger to build up in me. I kicked him in the stomach and he fell to the ground and groaned in pain as he he
Mrs. Wilson POV: What problem my son suddenly had with me was something I couldn't put a finger on. How I wish I shot that stupid lawyer earlier, then that conversation would not have happened between me and Xavier.The moment I shot those cameras so precisely without even looking for them, I knew I had made a mistake. Damn it! That stupid Will got my thinking all jammed up. I looked over at where Xavier was and I knew that I had turned myself into a suspect in his eyes. That lawyer just had to say that. I helped Xavier clean up the mess and make sure we did not leave clues on the dead body. We left in each of our cars and arrived home at midnight. Once we entered, without a word to me, Xavier rushed into his room. I knew that my secret wouldn't last long at all. Shit! This is so fucking frustrating! I went up to my room and locked the door behind me. I went to the drawer in which I had hidden the Will and I unlocked it. I held the Will of my late husband in my hands and hate onl
75"After?! Did you just say after?! How on earth do you expect someone who we've put in jail, someone who we've treated like garbage, suddenly and without care, to give us all those riches?!" Xavier shouted. "Hey! I get that you feel offended by your discovery but do not forget who you are talking to! I am your mother and the first female head of our criminal organization for a reason!" I shouted back at Xavier. Xavier quieted down and paced to and fro in my room, "so what are we gonna do now?" Xavier asked me. "First of all, we need to find Devon. He must still be alive and somewhere out there. We were the first to discover the truth. Let us use it to our advantage." I said. Devon POV: *five months later*Five months have passed and a lot has changed, yet there is one thing that remains without an end. That one thing is my thirst for vengeance. Throughout these five months, I have undergone intense training under Grenade and the expert criminals he passed me on to. It's time t
The next day arrived and I was already up by five. If I was going to get the job then I had to keep punctuality in mind. I was just getting out of the bathroom when I heard some movement in my room. I stopped and listened for any sound that might convey its source. After a short while, the sound came again but a bit more silent. There was someone under my bed. I continued what I was doing and pretended not to have noticed anything. Just as I was looking through my wardrobe, a little breeze came behind my ear and I knew exactly what this person's intention was. With a swift movement of my leg, I gave Mustapha a kick in the balls. I heard him fall to the floor but I behaved as if nothing happened. "I told you to stay out of my room didn't I?" I asked Mustapha, without turning away from my wardrobe. "How did you know I was coming?" he asked me. I turned around in his direction and went on one knee, staring down at him, "you better improve on your ambush, or better still, don't tes
"Madam?" the security man said, unsure if he heard what he heard right. "You heard me. I said beat her up." Mrs. Wilson said, even though Tamira didn't understand what was happening but she did not react to the words of her mother. "Your daughter?" the security man still dared to ask. "You are fired." Mrs. Wilson said to the security man who replied to her with a look of shock in his eyes. "Hey, you." Mrs. Wilson called out to a maid who was only passing by. "Yes madam?" the maid answered as she stopped and came closer to Mrs. Wilson. "Go and get me one of my security guards." Mrs. Wilson said to the maid. "Yes madam." the maid said and left. "What are you still doing here?" Mrs. Wilson asked the man who she had just fired. Still unaware of what was going on, he turned and left without a word. Soon the maid returned with a different security guard, "here he is madam." the maid said. With a wave of the hand, Mrs. Willson signed the maid to go. "Don't make the same mistake as t
"What do you mean no?!" Tamira asked, angrily. "Miss Tamira please do not make my job any more difficult than it already is. I was told by your mother to always be by your side." I replied. "Ugh!" Tamira screamed and came out of the car. I also came out of her car. She stood there doing and saying nothing and then she returned inside. I understood she did not want me around but this step was strange. Where was it that she wanted to go alone anyways? I followed her inside and was always close behind until she entered her room and I had to stand outside. About a minute later, I heard a buzz, and then her voice sounded in a whisper. I couldn't properly get what she was saying even after placing my ear on the door. The door suddenly opened but I stood strong on my ground and acted as if nothing happened. "Are you not going anywhere anymore?" I asked Tamira. "What business is that of yours?" she questioned back and then shut the door again. I signed in relief and decided not to eaves
"Okay. I'll go now." I said to mother. "Be careful," she replied as she waved at me. I went from enough and then hid among the trees before changing into city clothes. I found my eyes in the city and although I was amazed at what it looked like, I felt familiar with it. I breathed in some air and then coughed. What was that? I turned and saw a car. Smoke was coming out of the other end. I ran away from it and I almost got hit by another one which was passing by. I ran out of the way and after I did, I saw the car reverse and stop. A door opened and I ran into hiding. I watched from my hiding spot as a man came out of the car and began to yell. "Tamira," he said. I watched him give up and return to the car. The car drove away and I came out of where I was hiding. Was that man going to run me over on purpose? And how crazy can the people here get? Just came out and shouted then returned to his car. Strange. I strolled around the city, making sure not to forget the road I took to
... *FLASHBACK* TAMIRA POV: Mrs Wilson jammed me off the road and as my car crashed, some part of it jammed into my stomach. I crept out of my car in great pain. I already regretted trying to escape on my own in the first place but maybe it's better than another day with that witch. I lay on my back on the floor and the last image I saw was Mrs Wilson's face staring down at me as she stood over me triumphantly. My eyes shut down and all around me was nothing but darkness. *After that moment*I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange place. "Where... Where am I?" I questioned as I sat up and placed my palm on my aching forehead. I looked around from where I was seating up and saw that I was in some sort of shelter that looked like huts from tribes in the old days. I tried to get off what I took to be the bed but my stomach pains struck and I screamed. A woman ran into the hut."Are you alright?!" she exclaimed. I shifted away from her as she stepped closer. "Who are you?" I a
"Devon stop! Stop it!" Jason shouted and dragged me to himself. I began to punch Jason in the stomach but Jason held me tight in a hug. Tears escaped my eyes and soon I weakened. "I love her so much Jason. How can I live without her? What good is the money without her?" I whispered. I knew Jason was in pain from the punches I gave him but he did not bring it up, "you have to let her go Devon. You have to." Jason said to me, softly and I cried. "She is not dead. And I will find her." I said. I parted from Jason and looked at Mrs Wilson one last time. "Let's go," I said to them and turned away, heading out of the building. It was another one-hour drive before I reached what was now known to be my mansion instead of the Wilsons'. Mr Hamilton had already gone back home. I was about to walk into my home when Jason stopped me, "if you want I can stay back. Just to keep you company." Jason said to me. "Thank you. But I think I'll stay alone." I replied. Jason stood there until I closed
With the speed I was in, it didn't take long before I reached the police station. I hopped out of my car and pushed away the officer who wanted to approach me. I passed the gates and entered the main building. "Where is she?!" I asked the first officer I saw in the police station. "Where is who?" he questioned me. "Mrs Wilson! Where is she?!" I answered. "Why are you looking for her sir?" the officer asked me, not minding how I barged in. I left the officer standing there and went in to look through the cells. "I know you are here Mrs Wilson Wilson! Show yourself right now!" I shouted. I searched all the cells but failed to find her. I came out and walked straight to the officer I had left and I grabbed him by the collar. "How come she is not in there?! So you people dared to release her?! Die she find extra money to bribe you with?!" I yelled at the officer. "Call down sir!" the officer exclaimed. "You dare tell me to calm down?!" I replied, ready to throw a punch at his fa
"Me Devon Wilson." someone among them said my name. All the people present in the meeting got up and did not stop staring at me. "We never thought we would be in the same room with the next big thing," he spoke again. "Yes. The next big thing." Mr Hamilton said and walked towards me. After reaching where I was, Mr Hamilton saw Gale and Jason standing t the door. Mr Hamilton glared at Gale and then turned to me, "Sir what are you doing here?" Mr Hamilton asked me. "I came to ask you about Tamira," I answered. "Right now? Mr Devon, I thought I already told you about it. What happened in the past." Mr Hamilton said, almost in a whisper. We both spoke in a tone that we wouldn't be heard by the people from the meeting. "Not that Mr Hamilton. I need to find her right now." I said to Mr Hamilton. "What?!" Mr Hamilton exclaimed and then placed his hand over his mouth when he realized he shouted it. "Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen." Mr Hamilton said and came out of the meeting room wit
Just as I said that to Jason, I received a call. "Who is it?" Jason asked me. "I don't know. It doesn't say." I answered Jason. I answered the call and placed the phone on my ear, "hello?" I said. "Hello, Devon. How is your new life treating you?" the caller said. I recognized the voice to be Grenade's and I parked the car. "You bastard. Where are you?" I said to Grenade. "Who's that Devon?" Jason asked again. "It's Grenade," I answered Jason. "By the tone of your voice, I can tell you already know." Grenade said to me. "Yes, I know! How long did you think you could hide your real personality? So you were working with Mrs Wilson the entire time?!" I replied. I heard Grenade laugh from the other side of the phone, "I was once loyal but where did that get me? Nowhere! I worked next in command to Mr Cranston and what did that old fool do?! He gave all his money, all his property, to some newbie!" Grenade yelled. "And you. You of all people! You got all that and didn't even thin
"Let's just make the most of it while we still can," Jason suggested. "How do you mean?" I asked Jason. "You have a quintillion dollars cooling in your account. What do you mean how?" Jason asked me. I got what he was trying to say, "I'm not sure if it's in my account or still in Mr Wilson's account. After all, I was only told that I had a quintillion dollars in my name." I said to Jason. "Then we should ask the bodyguards about it," Jason replied. "They are just my bodyguards. What would they know?" I questioned Jason. "Let's just ask. You'll never know till you try." Jason said to me. "Call them over and ask," Jason added. I did as Jason said and called them over, "about the money I have in my name, do any of you guys know if it's in my bank account or Mr Wilson's bank account?" I asked the bodyguards. "It has already been transferred into your account hours back sir." one of the bodyguards answered me. That was fast... "See? They knew. So let's go." Jason said, excitedly.
We all sat down, except the bodyguards who remained standing. "So what is all the going on? And my friend here said something about quintillion. I don't understand anything that is happening." I said to Mr Hamilton. "Calm down sir. You will understand it all soon enough. I will explain it to you." Mr Hamilton said. "You see, Mr Wilson had always been a close friend of mine. He shared all his plans with me and I was a loyal and good enough friend to keep all he told me secretly. I knew about the switch since the beginning." Mr Hamilton said to me. "What switch?" I asked Mr Hamilton. "The switch that was made at your birth. You are the son of Mr Wilson. He soon found out about you but only after his wife had already killed your parents." Mr Hamilton explained. "He knew who I was this entire time?!" I exclaimed. "Yes." Mr Hamilton answered. "But then why didn't he say or do anything? He just let me live in poverty! He let me live with someone I thought was my uncle and he didn't
Jason forced his way through and two hefty men shut the door behind him and blocked the door from being passed by others. "What's going on here?" I asked Jason, a bit in panic. "Devon you've made it! You have finally made it big. No, you made it fat!" Jason said to me. "What? I don't understand what you are trying to say." I told Jason. "You are mad rich! Crazy rich! Bastard rich! You have a quintillion dollars in your name! The first ever to be discovered!" Jason shouted in excitement. My eyes widened in shock, "how?!" I asked in amazement. "I was shocked too but it was true!" Jason shouted and shook me back and forth with his hands on my shoulders. "Ouch!" I shouted. "Oh, sorry," Jason said and then took deep breaths trying to calm himself down. "So can you now explain to me?" I asked Jason. "No-no-no," Jason answered. "Mr Wilson's lawyer will explain everything better," Jason told me. "You mean late Mr Wilson's lawyer?" I asked, unsure of what I heard him say. "Yes," Ja