Chapter 67
Jack’s POV
I was mesmerized at the view I was glaring at on the projector.
The seized goods and Container were sprayed with diesel, and then set ablazed.
Even the arms and ammunition were threw into the oceans.
Those aren’t pirate anymore but our enemies who must want to have a duel with me.
The expression on the various shareholders which were sitted at the boardroom turned from a hopeful one to that of an aggrieved bear, they clutched their fingers against the desk.
Some of their gaze could have gotten Eliot killed if not but that they feared Eliot.
“You will get to the bottom of this? You assured us? But now? What are you going to do?”one of the shareholders fired at Eliot.
” I can forgone anything but not this, I don’t care on how you and your so called boss would sort this out but I need my goods or better still my money, and I have started to lose interest in you both, cause this just shows the level of your incompatibility, Damien is back in town how do you address this? He would killed us all for ever snitching on him.”
” Damien us back?” The other shareholders all busted into small commotion.
I could see the fears written on their face. Does this implies that Damien was more feared, adorned than I do?” for the second time my devil tried to get hold of me but I shrugged off the idea trying to hold myself still.
“Do not panick you all, I know Damien is back but shouldn’t be a lot of concern to us, we should be bothered on how to solve this issues of piracy.”Eliot said.
” What? How is that ofour business? It’s your meds and that of your silly boss mistake, you don’t expect us to sit our ass and said we want to solve this with you.”
” They are your enemies, not ours, judging from this;this is your headache to treat not we treating it for you, perhaps you didn’t told us on time that you and your boss had turned to patient while we doctor, and if that is the case, it’s high time we take over and not you controlling us. I even heard it from a reliable source that Boss is currently sick with stroke, how do you expect an ill man, and a lowly puppet to rule, control, and took decisions for us?” The same shareholder added.
From my standpoint, I guessed he’s working for Damien, he must have be the one to fed Damien with this situation, and Damien must have promised him alot of things to say trash about me just so other members could turn back against me.
But how would I get the answer to my speculation if I ordered Eliot to slit his throat? I said to my devil to calm his nerve.
‘But he’s getting on our nerves, almost to the point of standing on our head. How do I calm down in this situation. Why are you still softhearted?’ my devil bellowed.
The question, “why I’m still softhearted?” Touched me to the core of my heart, and I couldn’t just fathom the reasons I refrain myself from showing how ruthless I was.
Maybe my wife’s death had also gotten into my head that I could not even grasp my life anymore.
I think at this point, I should pay my last respect to my wife, and defray from being a weakling.
But Damien was just released today, how possible would he have gotten himself involved in the goods scandal?
He’s a mafia Lord also not be underated.
He must have plan all those before turning himself in to the federal cop.
“Take note of his name, and the jurisdiction he rules.” I said to Eliot.
” Your name?” Eliot demanded in a calm tone.
He paused a while, staring at Eliot and the rest before answering.
“My name is Capone Arnold.” A slight grin formed at his cheeks.
” Jurisdiction?”
” Huh?” Arnold scoffed, “you as our leader did not even know each of our name, and the jurisdiction we hold? if it was to be Lord Damien, he had 100 of us and yet knew each and every of our name, our jurisdiction.”
Arnold was biting than what he could chew.
” Last time you mention Damien name in this meeting, your head will rolled off your shoulders, and yet Damien wouldn’t be able to stop that.”
” Very good Eliot.” I praised Eliot for his word.
” You won’t be able to do that, because I’m one of the crucial top shareholders in this organization, I have the third largest cartel which is filed with dangerous mob, best assassins, forget the fact that your boss is the mafia Lord but his strength is none to mine.” Arnold bluffed.
” Eliot stand back.” I ordered.
” Standby, I need you to cut off that man tongue…” before I could pronounce my statement, Eliot already pounced on him, in a blink of an eye, multiple of stabs were registered at Arnold’s body.
Eliot never backed down, as he plunge the knife into his Arnold’s neck, eyes, cut out his tongue, stab his shoulder, stomach.
Eliot kicked Arnold’s body off to the space before the door in which all would be able to witness.
Arnold was still alive, but Eliot left him alone in his pool of blood.
” Never panic, I’ll still have your head cut off from your shoulder but i need you to bleed to death.”
” Anyone here, that also want to followed in his trail?”
Elliot’s voice was domineering.
No one dare to speak irrational again until after the meeting was over, and yes, Eliot kept this word as he cut off Arnold’s head from his body and shoved it to the middle of the table.
“This will be an iceberg of anyone who dares to talk bad at the Boss whether in my presence, or behind us.”
” The meeting is adjourn untill the day you’re summoned back.”
” Least I forgot, you are free to return back to Damien, you won’t be killed for that but you talking bad about my boss will cost you your life, and that of your properties.”