He Had Come Back

Kelvin and Karl that just entered the ring with their gym wear looked at the groaning Gerald on the floor but his expression doesn't look like someone that was caught in his own game.

Dylan looked at his friend and he knew his assumptions were wrong but he couldn't help it. He needed someone to vent his anger on and Gerald was the best person for the job.

"What's wrong man?"Gerald asked, spitting some metallic substances out of his mouth.

Dylan decided to tell him the reason he attacked him because that was the only way he could narrow down his search and be able to quickly fish him out before he started acting out, Dylan thought

"Your weapon was found on the attack scene," Dylan says, and the rest of his friends gaped at him in shock.

"My weapon??" Gerald asked, not believing his ears.

The boxing ring fell into absolute silence, all of them regurgitating on the information they just got.

The Gerald household being a mafia clan started producing their weapon back in the family's early years. The story was about when some mafia wars broke out and some other clan ganged up against them. The family patriarch back then badged into weapon production as a means of survival because they didn't get a supply of arms and they could only settle with handmade arms by themselves. The clan won the war back then making their family respected and the arms were praised, the rest was history. They have a reputation for making one of the most reliable weapons in the country that they sell in the underground world and the brand has been going all through the years. The weapon can only be got through the armory and there is no way you can make a substitute for it, so, if someone used their weapon that only means someone got it from them.

Gerald looks solemn and an unknown feeling surged in his heart, if the person that purchased the weapon from him knew he was friends with Dylan that only means one thing.

"He wanted to cause discord between us," Gerald mumbled when the realization set in, Kelvin and Karl looked at Dylan but when they saw that he wasn't surprised they knew he was aware of the assumptions.

"You knew who attacked, right?"Gerald says standing up, dusting himself as he threw a hard glare at Dylan but all he just did was roll his eyes.

Dylan knew it was better to just tell himself all that he knew and what he had suspected because he doesn't know when he is going to attack and it was better safe than sorry.

"He had come back, "he says after a long sigh the men exchanged glances and an unknown feeling surged in the heart.

"Who?"Karl asked, not wanting to acknowledge his inner fears.

"Him," Dylan's reply was short and curt but they already knew who he was referring to without him mentioning names.

They all looked at themselves when the realization set in but the question that was lingering on the men's minds was WHY. Why has he come back to haunt them? Why has he come back after so many years making them forget about their past deeds?

"Did you think he is back for revenge, "Kelvin asked and they all glared at him. "Isn't the truth obvious already the bastard is going to come after every one of our fucking bones and you are asking what?" Karl asked, obviously pissed off by his friend.

"Calm down guys, he can't possibly be more powerful than the 4 highlights of the country, I bet he is just a French fries compared to us, "Gerald says and they all agreed.

Gerald looked at his friend that was deep in thought and he gave him a look about what was on his mind Dylan just smiled but there was something on his mind.

The man that called him the other night sounded like a man that had something on him already or was he overthinking things, Dylan thought.

"I will be going, I have things to do, "Dylan says, picking up his back but Karl's voice stops him.

"I think you should just tell Sandra all that has happened, "Karl says looking lazily at the guys that were about to work out and that halts their actions.

"Tell her what?"Dylan asked, his voice turning cold and his gaze also darkening.

Karl looked at his friend's gloomy look and he smirked, giving him the knowing look. Kelvin and Gerald exchanged a knowing look of "why is Karl courting death" they know that Dylan was not a patient person so, why was he making it difficult for himself.

"Tell her what she needs to know but the question is, are you ready to tell her?"Karl asked, playing with his fingers.

Dylan looked at his friend and he felt his breath hitched due to his brewing anger but he can't deny that he was right.

Karl was right, there was a secret he had been keeping away from Sandra for a very long time but if it was not necessary then he doesn't plan to tell her.

"I don't plan to tell her, "Dylan replies curtly and picks up his side bag making his way toward the gym entrance.

Kelvin and Gerald looked at their friend angrily retreating and they quickly thought of ways to make him stay.

"Isn't it a month already?'' Kelvin asked and the manner in which he called out the words sounded so offensive to Dylan that he turned back and threw him a glare.

Kelvin looked at the angry Dylan that was ready to explode like a tornado and he quickly took to his heels at that time Dylan ran after him and they both started running around the ring.

Gerald took a seat beside Karl and watched how the two were chasing themselves all around the ring and losing their breath over it.

"They don't look like the CEOs of a corporation, "Gerald says, looking at them and Karl nodding his head in agreement.

"And I hope he could just come clean with her and after that no more lies, that is if she still wanted to see his face after everything," Karl sighed, knowing whatever his friend was doing might come back biting him hard.

"I bet they are going to be alright…," Gerald says trailing off. "Or maybe not,"....

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