Chapter 66
Authors POV
In the dusk of the morning, a man alighted from a taxi, dressed in a baggy torn dress.
He sauntered into the building, with his hands stuck to his pocket. He sited himself in the presence of a cop.
“I’m here to turn myself in.” Was his response.
When the cop took a closer look at him, they freak and immediately jumped to cuff him.
There had been an announcement for a reward on whomever captured the most wanted fugitive who is no other person than Lord Damien.
Lord Damien smirked, curling his lips into a childish smile.
“Look who we have here.” The cop taunted.
“Happy to see me?” Lord Damien inquired.
Not that he meant his words, but was only piling stunts and sarcasm at her cop. He knew how badly the cop had wanted to capture him, and also hates him.
“Why would you have returned? Tired of hiding, playing hide and seek?” The cop uttered, flashing a Cheshire cat smile at him.
” Heard you need the money for your daughter’s surgery, or was it a heart transplant? Your wife divorced you because you’re broke, and peanut salary. Did you see the picture, I was tired of your wife sucking my cock, the motive I had returned to turn myself in. And I could also use this against you in a court of law if you refuse to cooperate with me.”
The cop’s fingers dug into the desk, gritting his teeth as he blinked his several times. At the mention of his wife, he wanted to drag Damien by his shirt.
“What?” Damien raised his brow at him in surprise.
“You still love her? You don’t mean it. She’s a whore, successfully used a d dump by me.” Damien added to his word.
The cop was infuriated at Damien’s words for talking badly about his wife. He wanted to hit hard on Lord Damien, to unleash the pains within him. How dare Damien scorned him?
He already encircled his hands into a fistful of the ball, a few meters away from Damien but then it dawned on him that his wife didn’t worth the fight.
She was busy sucking a criminal cock, while he daughter was sick in the hospital, awaiting a heart transplant, looking for her.
Not all women are worth being a mother, or even to birth.
“Talk all you can, it’s never going to change my mind.”
” Your wife is a baddie, I love how she swallows and sucks my cock.” Lord Damien spouted in a childish tone.
The cop gritted his teeth, trying to keep himself under control. The veins under his skin could be seen propping up.
” I don’t mind giving my cock also to your suck daughter” The cop did not permit Damien to pronounce his statement, as he threw clout on his face.
Damien spilled blood out of his mouth, his eyes lingering with viciousness. But he was a great master, hence knew how to hide his emotions.
“Haha,” he busted into an uproarious laughter.
“You are trying to silence a criminal.” Damien retorted.
The cop realized why Damien had been badmouthing him. Damien wanted him to get annoyed, beats him to a stupor, and then be would be sanctioned. He is not going to give in to his cunning demand.
“I prayed you to rot in jail, and get this in your head that I would not allow you to get away this time.”the cop caveated in a Stern tone.
Damien shrugged his shoulders, “I would remind you, definitely invites you over for dinner while I’m out of here, you’d watch it live, how your wife is such a great cock sucker.”
***
Breaking news!!
The words appeared on the t v screen.
It was reported earlier today, that Las Vegas most wanted criminal whom a reward of ten thousand dollars had been placed on his head, is being arrested this morning by a cop who goes by the name, of Luke Simon, at the early hour of 6 am.
* Greetings from the news, it was recalled today, that the world’s most dangerous man had just been arrested in the early hours of the day. Reports have it that, he was trying to rip a woman’s heart off when he was apprehended by the world’s best detective, name, Simon Luke.
Breaking news from ATN t. v station.
The country’s most dangerous man who had been on the run had just been apprehended earlier today, at the time 6. 45 am. The detective whose name was Luke Simon says that the victim had turned in himself.
****
Jack hissed as he switched off the t. v.
He knows clearly that if Damien was to surrender himself to the cops, then he must have something up his sleeves.
Damien is up to something, and now is perfectly the time to get back at him.
“During…” his phone rang.
Jack picked up the call, with his eyes glaring absently at the wall before him.
“Okay,” Jack heaved, hanging up.
“Elliot, I need you to gather up all the evidence, and also help looked for Damien’s new hideout. His daughter should also be placed under a close look.”
” Angie,” Elliot tried to say.
” Forget about her! She’s probably dead.” Jack ordered in a sharp tone.
Elliot baffled at Jack’s words stared like a dummy, and only nodded when he sensed his boss’s cold aura getting through him, he walked out of the room.
Jack’s gaze fixed on the picture within his palm.
Those pictures belong to no one but Angie.
He wheeled his chair over to the candlestick, lit up the candle, and brought the picture closer to the flame.
He watched patiently as the picture burned off in his hands.
“Never to have anything to do with you, or come across you.” He mumbled within himself.
***
Back at the prison yard.
Damien was seen relaxing, with other people massaging him.
His potbelly protruded out of brute orange jail cloth.
They were all worshipping him like a God.
“Why did you come back?” One of the inmates questioned.
Damien remained calm after being questioned. His lips parted,” I have an unfinished business, I want to get away from this jail living a free life not hiding around.”
The other inmate gasped,” How do you intend to do such?” Surprise written on their face.
“Just watch.” He scratched his beard, ignoring the rest of their word.