Damian Cross didn't receive a call from the men he delegated on an assignment neither could he reach them. When he got to the company that morning, he lingered around to hear if anyone was going to say something about Harold's disappearance.
Towards noon, he dialed Harold's cell phone number and it was quickly connected. "What a pleasant surprise Mr Damian Cross" Harold Aaron sounded cheerful over the phone. Damian Cross suddenly became confused as to why he called. He doesn't know what to say or reply to Harold Aaron.
"I..I was just checking on Mm.. you"He stammered. What was the issue with him? He had belittled himself to have called him. Harold Aaron might be thinking he was regretting already firing him.
But what he really wanted to know was to be certain if Harold's cell phone number was also not going through. If that was the case, he would be certain that the scoundrels he sent were successful in the assignment. But alas, Harold Aaron was sounding so fine and happy on the phone.
But where are the fools he gave work to do? If it wasn't successful, they owe him an explanation. But he didn't see them, neither was there any call from them nor could he reach them either.
"Oh that's so thoughtful of you Mr Damian Cross. I never knew you cared this much for your ex- employees" Harold was obviously mocking. He wanted to find out about him right? Perhaps boss Lily's men had captured those thugs of his he referred to as bodyguards.
As a result of his supposition, he called to confirm whether he was in their custody. Thank goodness, he would probably have died from Damian's mercilessness. Sorry Damian Cross, he wasn't going to fall so easily for him.
Damian felt like puking blood. Harold was mocking him. He should be the one mocking and torturing him if things went the way he planned but now, the reverse is the case.
"Yeah" Damian Cross stated and hung up. His facial looks became fierce and he felt like seeing Harold Aaron now and strangulating him.
As soon as Damian hung up, Harold Aaron gave an exaggerated laugh that his lungs felt a little painful. Oh! he was unhappy right? His unhappiness and misery are just warming up, they are yet to begin properly.
Damian Cross became restless. He couldn't get the police to intervene. What was he going to tell the police? What errands would he tell the police he sent them? He was confused and afraid. He was obviously between the rock and a hard place.
In the Cruz mansion, Anna Brook was sitting poised on the expensive cushions. She had beside her a bag of popcorn and she was leisurely picking it into her mouth. At intervals, she would sip in juice to push it down.
Damian's mother came out of her bedroom and saw Anna Brook watching a movie. She dislikes this woman with passion. Why did she even support her son to marry her? Lily was way better than her and more respectful.
She guess her quest to eliminate Lily was the reason she didn't pay attention to the woman her son was seeing. She's poor and not half as beautiful as Lily. To worsen things, she's bad mannered and arrogant.
The desire to possess Lily's wealth was the reason she stilled her heart and supported her to silence her otherwise, Lily was a perfect daughter in-law anyone would ever wish to have.
Walking angrily, she went over and took the remote, changing the channel from the one Anna Brook was watching. She sat down and threw the remote inside her blouse.
Anna Brook was furious when she saw what her mother inlaw did. Why can't this woman just let them live in peace? Why does she seek every opportunity to quarrel with her? What sort of a mother inlaw was this?
If Damian Cross comes back now, She'll cook up lies and cement it with shedding of tears and then start rattling something about how she wants to die. She sighed audibly and looked at her mother in law. The latter eyed her and threw a nose at her.
"Mother, what did you think you were doing?" Anna Brook asked. The word mother was heavier than a bag of sand on her lips. If there was another title she could call her, gladly she would agree to it.
"What does it seem to you that I am doing? Other young women like yourself are out there working and bringing home money. You sit at home and eat and enjoy my son's hard earned money" Damian's mother snapped.
Anna Brook chuckled, this old hag "there's nothing like Damian's hard earned money. In Fact your son is just going to the office to maintain Lily's hard earned money. So get the real thing straight" Anna Brook retorted. All she knows about is money and always bringing it home.
Poverty had really modified her brain that all she thinks of is money, money, money. If she likes money that much, Why didn't she work hard when her mates were struggling and earn some for herself rather than focusing her eyes on someone else's sweat?
"Then go out and earn your own money so that you also can become like your late friend Lily" Damian's mother mocked. If her friend was so successful, why didn't she earn her own money like her too?
"So that you can murder me like you murdered Lily and claim her wealth?" Anna Brook asked rhetorically. Oh she's not so naive.
Damian Cross' mother was very angry and her complexion turned green. But before she could say another word, two men walked in through the door. "Perfect, you really murdered Lily right?" One of them asked.
The two women were shocked. They turned their heads towards the direction of the door and saw the men. Who were these men and how did they come in? What's wrong with this damn fucking security they have around the house? They hurriedly stood up and stared at the men who just came in.
Justin looked around the house. Lily is indeed very rich. Such a magnificent building owned by her and her parents. They would probably be living peacefully with their daughter if her then boyfriend Damian Cross hadn't terminated their lives prematurely.
He walked in with his hands in his pants pocket. Every word these pairs of a mother and daughter in-law said had been recorded. He had been standing quite a while outside and would have charged in when suddenly he heard the two women start an argument. Seems they are always at loggerheads with each other.
"Who are you?"Anna Brook finally was courageous enough to ask. She was fidgeting. Not because the men came in but because he heard their argument and knew they murdered Lily.
"Well you can call me XX or YY, whichever you choose" Justin replied and sat down crossing his legs. Anna Brook and Damian's mother became like family now as they both stood together and seemed to provide support to the other.
How can someone say they should call him XX or YY, is that a name? He even sat comfortably as if he's the owner of the house. "How did you get past the security and come in?" Anna Brook asked
Justin narrowed his brow and gave her a scrutinizing stare. She is definitely Anna Brook, the lordess friend who was helping her satisfy her husband. She doesn't look like a good person. Why would the lordess never discover her personality?
Justin stare was filled with a cold aura that Anna Brook almost shivered, at his gaze. She unconsciously stepped back and held her mother-in-law's hands. The latter was also breathing heavily from the young man's stare.
"If I had passed through the securities, would I have been able to hear and record your arguments?And know that you murdered Lily Cruz?"Justin finally answered. But none of the two women could answer him.
Standing up abruptly, Justin ordered "Come along willingly or I bundle you like a stack of papers. Make your choice, I don't have time to waste on silly things like you"
The two women started moving backwards. Obviously they are thinking how they'll escape. Justin just watched them and gave a wicked grin "Someone come, tie them up and throw them in the trunk. If the trunk is not enough for the both of them, tape their mouths and throw one in the back seat and seat on her" Justin ordered with a ruthless tone.
Within the time it takes to brew a cup of coffee, the two women were tied. Anna Brook seemed to be experiencing what Lily experienced. What was happening? Is Damian Cross aware of this? It seemed he might not be aware because his mother too was being treated brutally here.
They were forced into a sitting position in the trunk. A complete torture on its own. Their mouths were tapped and hence they could only groan painfully. Justin ordered the chauffeur to drive and he sat like a mafia King in the back seat.
Damian's father was owning a publishing house. His son had bought that publishing house immediately Lily died and gifted it to his father. It was also recorded in Harold's evidence. Hence it was easy to go over to the publishing house to find him.
Another set of bodyguards dressed like gentlemen and went to the publishing house looking like an international business gurus. Damian's father was the CEO of the publishing house. They asked to see the President and soon they were ushered into his office.
They talked about partnership with him and offered some throat watering benefits. The old man who had wallowed in poverty before was easily captivated and readily agreed to go into contract partnership with them.
They persuaded him to come along into the car to take a look at the contract. If it's ok by him, then they'll get their lawyers and sign individually to begin collaboration as soon as possible.
The old hag sheepishly followed them into the tinted car. As soon as he sat down and closed the door, the automatic lock was activated. Before he started suspecting that he had been trapped, he was overpowered and his mouth taped.
The only person remaining to be captured was Damian himself. He was in his office restless. Something had definitely gone wrong. Had they miscalculated and decided to go away in order not to implicate him? But sending a message would have set him at ease if that was the case.
Unable to go for Lunch,he remained in his office and was thinking of a way out. When suddenly his phone rang. A cold shiver ran through his spine when he saw that it's the police.
He answered the phone and was told to come find a car that had the plate number of the Cruz cooperation. He said he was grateful and would assign men from the mechanic unit to go check it out.
As soon as the call ended, he sighed audibly. He thought as much. Something had definitely gone wrong. But Where are the occupants of the car? Nothing was mentioned by the police about them. Where had they gone to?
Did they meet with an accident? No, it can't be, otherwise they would have contacted him a long time ago. Where are these irresponsible rascals? If he found them, they would regret ever being assigned the responsibility.
When Anna Brook and Damian's mother were finally brought out of the trunk, their body was momentarily stiffened. Their eyes had gone red. They had suffered a severe torture been left in the trunk sitting.
Anna Brook felt she was suffering similar to what Lily suffered. Has someone discovered their actions and deeds to Lily? Why is she feeling as if someone was taking revenge on her?
She was yanked out and pushed violently into a room. She remembered Lily also suffered being manhandled by Damian right under her gaze. It looked like she was acting in a scene similar to Lily's experience.
Damian's mother wasn't spared at all. She was an older woman but the men seemed not to care about that. She was also handled violently and pushed forward. She was groaning in pain severely.
They had hardly been pushed into the quiet room when they saw Damian's father was pushed in too. Then they all knew it seemed like someone was dealing with them purposely, perhaps because of Lily. They had definitely been discovered.
Still they were left tied and their lips still tapped. Damian's mother couldn't sit, she laid with her side to the floor and groaned. Her son Damian should find and save them. Someone had abducted them and that possibly to demand for a ransom.
He should give them whatever they need and saved them from this torture. She can't bear this pain she's currently enduring. She would fall into a coma or even die if nothing is done to rescue them.
Damian decided to follow up on the men he sent to retrieve the car from the police. He had signed an amount required by the police. He wanted to see for himself and then followed.
As soon as he entered the garage, he got into his car and suddenly a gun was placed at his head. "One word from you, I'll blow your brain out" a voice stated from the back. He gently raised his hands up and quickly he was handcuffed.
He was thrown into the back seat as another took over the steering. The gun was taken away and his mouth taped. He squinted. Oh Harold Aaron, he was dealing with him right? He would get back to him.
He would rent his flesh off his bones when he escaped and Harold Aaron would not survive his attack. He was driven out and within a short distance before he felt the car maneuvering into another building.
When he came out, he knew he wasn't far from the company. He was kicked severely and pushed into a room. As he fell down, he raised his head and was surprised at the faces before him: