32 Chapter 31

"I don't know why you are asking me this; they don't trust me out of the house. How would I know where they make that horrible thing?" Sonam looked at him with irritation as she answered.

But Daru had nothing to say. He knew coming here was a gamble with almost no probability of him getting what he wants. Yet, he is out here reaching for straws.

She is practically the only person he could meet from his old group.

He was kind enough to the grunts as he operated alone, dealing with the stars. The top management wanted his head. Even the lady boss, he used to sneak out to, is out of the question. She is one cold person he could not trust.

"Although…" Sonam was trying to say something but paused in between. She was hesitating.

Daru didn't pressure her; he let her talk to herself. He knew her personality. The more you put force on her, the more she will resist. But most of the time, once something comes to her mind, she would be eager to get that out.

So he waited as Sonam smeared in her own thoughts. He hoped he could get some hint or clue; once he has that, he can look into the rest.

"Jasson used to be the cook…"

That was the light of a fuse that connected more of these dots. Why William still had this person after all this time, even though he doesn't use him anymore, he can't let others do and take his product.

In this path of revenge, he has been finding out a lot about the history of the gang and its inception. Most of the info was there; he only needed these small sparks of detail to make up the bigger whole.

Flashbacks of all the details ran through her head. He can picture how this started. He remembers the time he came to know of the inception of the pink meth.

He was on William's bed, on his knees. In front of him were pale ass cheeks. Sydney. She was thick. "Ahhh…" she kept moaning as he hammered into her. He had his hand on her shoulder and the other on her waist. He kept a steady pace and rocked and rolled into her mature pussy.

He would have loved to say that she was still as tight down there as her character was, but that person was pretty loose. Daru still grunted in pleasure as he stuffed and unstuffed Sydney's pussy. Yet the pleasure of being with someone at the top is always a new high. The risk of her being the wife of a crazed guy was not less appalling. 'That was so dumb,' he thought back to it.

But the part that he really wanted to recall was what happened in the later stages. As he fucked Sydney's pussy red, it was when he saw the family photo near the wall. He picked her in a full nelson and walked steadily towards it as he kept thrusting his hips.

"Ahh… ahh…." She was singing a merry tune of ahhs to notice what he was up to.

"Look, Syd, the son that both you and William are looking at you. He must be very ashamed to see his mom enjoy another man's dick like a whore."

Sydney wiggled and writhed on him until he let her down. Then turning, she jumped onto him as he supported her by cupping her ass.

"Keep my children out of this," she said as she stuffed his dick back into her quim. "And as for William, all he ever cares for is the rocks that he has produced and the supposed empire he has building."

Holding onto his face, Sydney went into jaw at his mouth as Daru reciprocated. He was glad that Sydney had her eyes closed as she mouthed him; otherwise, she would have seen the astonishment on his face as clear as day.

That was the day he found out that Black was the one who produced the product and was the first cook. He then connected the other information about William that he had collected through various sources, like him once being a chemist and having failed a business venture. Sydney mentioned how, for the longest period, he had lost any passion at all.

But from the day he made that pink rock and how it was received as the best, his passion came back like vengeance, like a rejuvenation to the youth.

That day he went home and fucked. Sydney said that was the best sex he had given her. When Daru raised a brow, she continued.

"His best, but you, you are just perfect," she said as she rode him with all her lust.

All that aside, now he can clearly picture how it would have been. How he would have been the first, then teaching it to his partner Jasson. 'So now I know of two cooks,' Daru thought to himself. But both are not he can approach. Believe him when he says that he was controlling his all not to kill Jason right here as he talked to Sonam. But if he did that, then he can say goodbye to William; he would cage himself.

He knows the man; he will do this or that but would not settle for a truce. He will hide until he is ready. His advantage now is that he is hidden and has time. He can't let this go and have him escape. So he has to find that cook that matters; both William and Jason seem to have hidden the fact that they are cooks very well. So he can still go with his plan; he has to find the active cook.