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WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST REJECTED PROPOSAL
“Leo is dead,” Elijah answered with his voice sedated. After a minute of pondering, he recognized the voice, or maybe he thought he did.There was a brief stint of silence on the other end of the phone, keeping Elijah in confusion as to the true identity of the caller. “I am sorry about that, Elijah,” the voice said, “can we meet?”Elijah took the phone away from his ear, uncertain of the nature of the cryptic call, “The big bad wolf has a lasting appetite…” “Because he never finds his meal.”Elijah gained the assurance he needed to confirm the person’s identity. It was Rich Morgan, his father’s friend, although younger but wise. Elijah posed the sentence about a made-up story Rich told him about a wolf and a hare. It was the only way he thought he could authenticate the identity of the caller, the story of a wolf who never got hold of the hare each time he tried. Elijah's lips curled into a smile, and he dropped the cigar on the table. Returning to the Greene mansion
WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST TURN OF EVENTS
Richard sucked his lips, and lowered his head, disappointed at Elijah’s response. “Think about it very well, this is not something that would come again. Leonard was aware of the dangers and how much it meant to you, yet he still chose to go ahead on that path. Don’t you think you have to make his death worthwhile?” Elijah sniffled, with his eyes darting around the bar, his senses awoken to the possibilities of any threat in his vicinity. “Leo was the end of the bloodshed. I do not wish for any other person to take any risk for me,” Elijah answered, weighing the risks of making the move Richard was asking of him. Bishop Leo’s phone has been tapped, and any suspicious activity on it would alert whosoever wants to kill him of his whereabouts and those who want to help Elijah. Elijah knew better than to trigger a sleeping time bomb. “Leo’s death is difficult on you, and I very much understand you, however, this would be the most foolish thing you would ever do in your entir
WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST SIGN THOSE PAPERS
Dorothy’s face froze, unexpecting the rage that dominated Eljah, her heart skipped intermittent beats. “W-what do -y-you think you are doing?” Dorothy stammered. “I might be a fool, but don’t think I also don’t have my feelings,” Elijah said with gritted teeth as he realized he was starting to go out of character. He had imagined headbutting Dorothy until she passed out or dislocating her shoulder in his grip. He imagined lots of things to make Dorothy the first to suffer at his hand, however, his imagination would be interrupted by Haylee sprinting down the stairs to put an end to his madness. “This is my mother, what do you think you are doing?” Haylee said, reddening Elijah’s cheek with a slap.Elijah’s face twitched and then beamed like a drunk man who had become sober. He lost the sense of having to remain in character, as there was no purpose for him to keep his identity. He marched to his room and dropped on the bed, staring at the glowing ceiling. It was the first tim
WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST TINKLER INKLER
Time ticking, emotions raging, it shadowed the end of the world to Elijah. He lumbered on hoping for something better as he began to drown in his thoughts and imaginations. He sought of alternatives to numb himself to the pain, nevertheless, it came at him like a raging storm that could not be held behind. While he visited local bars, begging for free beer, downing his self esteem and creating ruckus, Daniel and Mrs. Greene refused to cease scolding Haylee for her failure to make Elijah sign those papers. All the while, Haylee was conflicted with a contrasting set of emotions: one side of her feeling deep satisfaction with Elijah’s refusal to sign the divorce papers, keeping her out of the unnecessary marriage talks with a despicable man like Scott. On the other hand, lie a concentrated amount of fear for what Daniel might be planning for Elijah. She feared for Elijah more than Elijah did for himself. “What do you mean he refused to sign the papers?” Daniel questioned with his
WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST TEARS OF THE HEIR
He glued his ear to the door and listened on a conversation a twelve-year old boy shouldn’t have. His boots and clothes were covered in mud, and breath heavy. “He is still a boy give him time to grow, he will come around.” The firm voice of Mrs. Greene escaped the room, repelling that of Mr. Greene.Daniel was still unsure as to what was going on, he kept his ears to linger on for a while, hoping the things he had heard his grandfather say about him was completely wrong. His knees wobbled against each other, as his frail legs began to ache but he kept the pain within. “He is not just a boy, Agnes,” Mr. Green retorted with his voice as firm as possible, maintaining his ground, “he is to take over the reins of this family when I am gone. My time is near and I can’t see a leader in him. His mother brought in a bastard to my son, and now I have to deal with it.” “Henry…” Mrs. Greene’s voice was laced with sign of tears, as she looked her grumpy husband in the eye, “He is jus
WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST YOUR OWNER IS HERE
Elijah opened his eyes slowly with his head aching like he had the worst hangover of his life. His vision was blurry at first as beads of sweat formed on his forehead and rolled into his eyes, delivering a pepperish sensational STING. “The boss would be here soon, you will get your payment.” Elijah heard the voice of a man echo in the building. Elijah wriggled through the rope squeezing him, but he could not break free. He forced himself up from laying on his side. “Where am I?” he wondered to himself. The banging in his head got louder and he could not seem to get the whispers form his head. He gathered his thoughts, and tried to form a perfect picture of what happened yesterday night. The harder he tried, the more impossible it becomes. His thoughts were locked out of his head. Then, a specific voice from the men struck his perception, “what are you all doing? Loitering around? Don’t make me kiss your asses and keep a watch on the captive.” The voice rang a bell in head,
WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST WORRIED
Elijah streamlined his gaze on the short scrawny one as he stepped away to pick the call. Elijah’s mind rendered a dozen of possible imagery on the identity of the man speaking to his captors. He fixed his eyes sternly, observing the reaction, tone and nature of the conversation the short scrawny one had with his so-called owner. “You seem to be the strongest here, don’t you?” Elijah said, returning his attention to the big bearded guy that bruised his face, and then, bounced his gaze on the one making the call. “Shut up!” the huge bearded guy returned Elijah’s mood for a chit chat with a scold, however, Elijah’s persistence was something he failed to have noticed.Elijah spat on the floor, sitting on the floor helplessly, trying to adjust his itching hand from being tied up, “You’ve got strong hands and a firm grip, I would have loved it if you were the one calling the shot.” “I asked you to shut up,” the huge guy flared up, and gagged Eijah’s mouth with a piece of
WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST LET IT BE: FINDING THE HEIR
The bartender, a boy in his middle twenties trembled staring at Richard, “I-I don’t u-understand you, sir,” he said, his lips trembling as he remained pinned on the slab. Richard squinted, pressing his hand on the bartender’s neck, “now tell me what happened to him,” he said with his voice silky and calm but evoking danger. “I only did what I had to do… I don’t know what happened to him after that,” the bartender sputtered shutting his eyes deep like he had seen a monster, then coming to the realization of how much he had revealed in a short amount of time. Richard’s face relaxed, and he loosened his grip on the bartender’s neck, “what do you mean?” he asked, then took his hand away from the bartender, allowing him to get up on his feet. The bartender began with a deep sigh, “Some guys gave me one hundred and fifty bucks to call him when your friend was about to leave yesterday,” he answered, then gulped a cupful of saliva, trying to avoid Richard’s cold stare. “I-I don’t know
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