CHAPTER FOUR: THE WAR HAS OFFICIALLY BEGAN
The drive to the airport was smooth until half way when the guards realized they were being followed. Frank looked through the side mirror and concentrated on the logo imprinted on the car behind. It was the Caskeys logo.
What's wrong? He thought. The Grant's and the Caskeys were neither friends nor enemies. In fact, they haven't had contact in any field, but why were they being followed by the Caskeys?
Hanks sat calming, playing with his phone on his lap. This whole journey to the airport was boring. He had just wanted to go check on their dad but now he regretted having that whole idea. I think I should just fly back early tomorrow morning., He murmured to himself.
" Second boss, we're being followed." Frank said.
" So? "
" Should we get of and deal with them?" Frank asked.
" Who are they?"
" The Caskeys."
" Don't mind them. They would do nothing since we haven't had grudges." Hank ignored them. But the Caskeys car sped off and stopped right in front of them. Now Hank was enraged. This whole journey was boring and long enough and this people just made it even longer by forcing them to stop. He stepped out of the car and casually walked towards the other car. The bodyguards followed suit and didn't dared be ahead of him because they knew he'll push them back.
" Why did you stop right in front of our car?" One bodyguard asked. He was Adrian.
James Caskey stepped out of the car and stood in front of Hank. Hank looked at him with a bored expression. " I personally came to warn you, and the Grants in general to step out of the political seats of this country. This isn't your root."
The bodyguards stiffened. Is he tired of living? They thought. The Grants weren't interested in politics." Is that it? Is that why you stopped me?"
" Second boss, we'll deal with this." Frank said.
" No need." The stubborn Hank said." James Caskey, you got the wrong person. Actually political matters aren't my concern, but I won't let you go freely because you've already delayed my flight by almost thirty minutes." Hank said, checking with his watch.
Now it was the turn of the bodyguards to worry about the life of the other party, James Caskey. They already knew the power of the Grants. But they still wanted to deal with this to prevent Hank from dirtying himself.
" So you really want to fight me because of the political shit?" Too late for anyone to react. Hank pulled the close two men and crashed their heads together like watermelon. The was a mixture of pain and agony as the two men cried. A round kick brought two men to the ground as they ankles clicked.
Frank and the other bodyguards were confused and didn't know what to do. James was in a daze as the looked as his four men on the ground. He was too shocked to react.
" I don't have to deal with the remaining. I need to catch the flight." Hank brushed his hand through his hair and turned back, but James held a gun behind his back. The bodyguards reacted uniformly and held their guns against James.
" Now I won't let you go unharmed, but I'll give you a slight warning. Before James could process what was happening, a hot slap landed on his left cheek and Hank's hand was imprinted on his face.
" You're forcing me to join politics? Now am in." Hank snorted as he started to walk away. James used had lost two teeth in an instant and his head was spinning. He pulled the gun and aimed at Hank's chest and pulled the trigger. Frank and the other guards were too late to react, the bullet got Hank right in the heart. Hank didn't go down immediately, he still held on despite the pain and tried moving towards the car but he was already bleeding and he fainted to the ground. The guards panicked. A punishment waited for them.
James was tied up and thrown into the car boot as Hank was driven to the nearest hospital for first aid. The Grant's had their own hospitals and trained doctors in country LA, but Hank's bleeding had to be stopped. He was rushed to the district hospital.