Chapter 47
Jack POV
Paris was really a cool country for criminals to reside in.
The plane arrived safely and I’m in Las Vegas.
“Las Vegas!”I called out the name in a moan, clenching my fist.
The place where I had buried my sadness and past and the same place which had called me back to take what’s rightfully mine and also save lives which are really necessary.
“Damien…”
The idiot must have been so relaxed that he must have forgotten that his longtime enemy might step his foot in Las Vegas.
Be it in the next world, I Jack Royce will never run away from my motherland.
But I have to play a game. A very interesting game, it will be so fun to have him, Damien partake in the game.
Right at where I was standing, a golden Lamborghini was driven over to my side. The chauffeur got out and paid his salute. He walked over to the master side to open the door.
I got in relaxing with my back leaning against the couch.
My eyes darted to my fingers, and images from the past flooded into my brain, clouding my vision.
I broke down into tears, cupping my chin within my palms.
This ring very ring was the other half of Emily.
Emily, I hope the ring is still wrapped around your fingers. You shouldn’t allow anyone to take it off your fingers even if it means death for you. You should die a happy a hero!
***
Fifty more seconds and we arrived at my former region.
The house in which Manteo had build and gathered so many people under his command.
Who would have thought that the most beautiful house and most sought-after in the 70’s would now become a deserted .
“Take me in.”
I spoke in a low but audible voice over a chip microphone.
I was taken in. As i alighted from the car, my eyes jammed with a sharp light which almost caused me blindness.
I used my elbow to shield my eyes against the light.
Oh no, I was hallucinating. It wasn’t real. All these were imaginary.
I walked to the main door, and pressed the control remote. The door creaked open with lot of maids lining up, their head were bowed to the ground.
I walked through the path which was free and filled with a red carpet.
The expression on my face was blank and unreadable.
As I stated through the curtains and windows, memories of the moment with Emily flooded my brain.
***
It was nine past nine when a light knock had comes on the door of my bedroom.
I was staring at the beautiful pictures of Emily.
The door pushed open and I never care to stare at the person who had come in.
“Master,”He paused, strolling towards me.
He stopped a few meters away from me and walked towards the window. I heard the slamming sounds but remained unmoved .
“Master, the other men are waiting patiently for you. ” He announced to me.
I flip over with my gaze lurking around his body. He lowered his head in respect and a quick smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.
“Good. ” My hands patted his shoulder and I already stood up and was standing beside him.
He waited for me to remove my hand from his shoulder before walking towards the door, he yanked the open and looked over to my side with his gaze lowered to the ground.
I walked out of the room while he followed after me.
**
As I stepped in into the hall, a cold breeze entered into my system. I felt the warmly expressions and gestures I had wanted to show them goes down the drain.
They all stood up paying their allegiance.
My position remained unfilled. I bet Damien could not stay in this mansion for fear that he may be haunted and killed one day because the whole cranny and crook of the mansion were in my palm.
I know up to six secret room which I could hid a d never be found even if the FBI should bring in a search. And even if the house was to be blown off with explosive I could still be rescued as there’s a strong room in which no fire could actually destroyed.
This I kept a secret from the rest of the people who were present with me before my disappearance.
“Have your seat .” I ordered in a cool sharp voice and they obliged without hesitating a bit longer.
“Welcome master.” They chorused and my heart lingered for Joy.
“Good evening to you all. I’m sure that there is no need for a formal introduction since you all know that my name, JACK ROYCE will forever remain a big name and a legacy which can never be forgotten.” I took a quick glance at them but seems like they have no problem with my talking.
Even they weren’t satisfied with my speech they had better kept their dissatisfaction in their gut other then spitting it out..
I swirvel around in the swivel chair, probing my elbow against the desk. My eyes travelled hundreds of meters within secs to study their behavior.
**
After one good hour of talking with them. I stood on my feet and they all rise.
“You all should get back to your line of business and not bother about me unless I demand such.”
“I know we are all adult and we can make this easy either way.”
He stormed out of the room in an impressive manner. As he left the room, the rest of the members which were present in the room, each of them walking out of the room.
Jack Royce was in his to in front of the mirror, looking at himself.
His hands was clenched into a fistful of ball.
The door pushed open with Ethan walking in. He shoved the phone to jack face and his face glistened in awe.
He bit his bottom lips and gave a come sign.