20. Matthew

At Alexander's mansion, he was all set for work, clad in a perfectly tailored dark blue suit, feet in comfy expensive custom made Loafers. His bald head greased.

His young assistant had just helped him into his plastic legs and he was standing straight again when Pando entered his bedroom. A cold deadly glare plastered on his huge face as always.

"We're ready boss" he said.

"So am I" the assistant finished strapping his tie.

"Boss!" Pando began to look curiously at the roof to window, he groaned loudly and broke into a run towards Alexander, his heavy build shaking the floor, "Move!!."

Pando was just in time as the first bullet almost grazed Alexander's bald head. But instead it hit the far wall behind. The second came in even faster than the first one blowing off the young assistant's head to chunks, his body fell down heavily on the floor,

"We're under attack!!" Pando announced shielding Alexander with his body and moving him out of the room.

A rain of gunshots began, bullets piercing through all the wall to wall glasses and brick walls.

"Get down!. Get down!" Pando shouted in alarm to the rest of the guards.

It was a catastrophic ruination. Bullets were being fired to everywhere of the house, breaking down everything they hit.

The men were getting hit carelessly, they tried to shoot back but it was hard without a target and ended up a waste. The men were dropping dead like pieces of papers.

Pando did his very best dodging bullets while shielding Alexander with his body. They successfully made it to the ground floor without getting hit.

"You have to come with me!. Now!" Lorenzo, clad in complete black appeared out of nowhere using a shield to secure Pando and Alexander.

They had no choice and went with him without argument. As they reach the large door leading outside the mansion, Lorenzo tapped on the floor with his boot.

Surprisen to both Pando and Alexander the floor underneath them began to path.

"Get inside!. Now."

The opening revealed a flight of stairs going down into the darkness, "Just get in" Lorenzo jumped in rolling his eyes at the gawking Alexander and Pando.

The opening closed after them.

"Batman can save the day uhn?" Lorenzo said with a laugh, turning on the lights.

They could no longer hear the sound of gunshots being fired. The interior of the secret space where Lorenzo had directed them a well light room decorated not so perfectly.

Lorenzo had decorated it himself with his old childhood stuffs, mostly batman toys. .

"I've forgotten this place was here" Alexander said through heavy breathing glancing at the picture of his dead wife on the wall.

Lorenzo was feeling proud of himself, "Make yourself at home then."

Alexander turned to Pando, "Do you have your phone with you?."

Pando nodded, Alexander commanded through gritted teeth, "Call Matthew."

****

A man was tied to a chair in a dimly lit room, the ropes were made of hard twisty twigs that had pierced in his light skin and every part the rope that touched his skin was bleeding, including his wrist and ankle.

One of his eyes was missing, the only thing there was an empty hole with blood. Both of his hands had also been dislocated from his shoulder so he couldn't struggle if he wanted to.

An empty chair was placed in front of him. The sound of heavy footsteps reached the functioning ear of the man and not long a person was seated in front of him.

He managed to raise his dangling head up so he could glance up and get a glimpse of who it was with his functioning eye.

"I'm as happy as you are to see me too" the man seating on the chair in front of him said. The man was Matthew and his voice was monotoned and hard, like he was being forced to speak.

"You think you can get me to talk asshole?. Just kill me and ask my corpse" the tortured man said hardly.

"Don't try to hasten things Jack, we were friends a few days ago."

"Suck my D."

"I'm going to ask you just ones!. I don't like to waste my time. Who sent you?."

Jack grinned deviously, "Your mother. The devil herself."

"Caitlin!" He snapped his fingers.

Caitlin moved closer to the two men, her heels clicking to the concrete floor. Matthew's assistant pulled along with her two toddler boys who's resemblance was uncanny.

Jack recognized his sons immediately, he tried to struggle, "You asshole!" He struggled against the thorny rope for the first time, only cutting himself more and bleeding, "Let my kids go. They didn't do anything!. They don't even understand anything!. Stop they're innocent. Don't you lay on finger on them."

Matthew brought out a silencer from his pocket, he opened it up and dropped two bullets into the gun.

"Wait! Wait wait!. I don't know his name. He never showed me his face. He just sent me a whole lot money and asked me to end your life, I swear I've never met him."

Matthew pointed his gun at one of the two toddler, "I used to wish I had died at his age. Still young and pure with no sins in my book."

"Wait. Please. I have the recording, I do. I recorded our conversation when he called me. It's in a drive. It's safely hidden inside the portraits of my sons hanging in my bedroom. That's where it is. Please don't hurt my kids, kill me instead."

"If that's your wish."

Two bullets drilled into Jack's forehead before he could take another breath. He was now lifless and motionless on the chair.

Caitlin took out a vibrating phone from her pocket, "Sir, your father's calling."

Matthew dripped the silencer back into his pants pocket, "Answers it."

After a short conversation on the phone, Matthew began to leave the room.

"Sir, what do I do with these two" Caitlin asked him.

"Keep them. And take care of that body."