CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE

"Mrs. Stan,are the refreshments ready?" I looked around the kitchen, my eyes finding the tray on the counter. Pointing at the tray, "you did all of this?" I enquired surprised, picking up something that looks like a muffin cake.

Setting another tray with coffee and a chocolate tea, which I know has been prepared for Jamie. I specifically placed a security in the kitchen and cameras to monitor the preparation of food, especially for mom and Jamie.

"The Phillips brought ," she nods to the two boxes at the end of the counter.

Chuckling, "this is so cool, our guests bringing their own refreshments." I said as she lifted the tray with the drinks, while I took the one with the snacks.

Whiz ran breathlessly into the kitchen, acknowledging the security, as he catches his breath. "The guys need to show you something of importance, boss" he nods behind him.

Looking down at the tray in my hand and the fact that Jamie's long lost grandparents are here, I can't leave her now. "Can it wait, Jamie is dealing with something and I need to be here" I started explaining and Whiz was shaking his head.

"Right" I turned with the tray as Mrs. Stan returns and puts her hand out for the tray, glaring at me, "I have to leave for a few minutes. Stay with them" I instructed her and Mrs. Stan, whose been around the family for years, understands, when something cannot wait.

Taking the tray, she nods and walks back to where Jamie and her grandparents are hopefully bonding.

"I'll meet you there," I nod to Whiz, turning to get mom to join Jamie and give her the support she needs.

Walking across the freshly cut grass, wondering what the f*** was so important that I am needed to deal with it, now. I sipped on the beer, I figured I would need, because Whiz's expression says it's life or death. Maybe his, if he's not overreacting.

The adrenaline, I used to feel as a young man working with grandfather is starting to flow though my veins again and I am scared, because I am beginning to enjoy the thrill of the action and everything that goes with this lifestyle.

Emptying my beer bottle, I threw it into one of the bins that's conveniently placed around the compound to make the maintenance easier.

Justin met me on the outside of the secured area, handing me a beer,.

Accepting it, "it's that bad?" wondering what could be so bad, that Justin would give me alcohol before enlightening me.

Gulping a mouthful, I nod behind him, "okay?"

Taking a sip of his own beer, "the guys found a man loitering around town and asking questions about work going on in the area" he says taking another sip of his beer, giving me the chance to take another large gulp of mines.

"They cleaned him down and blindfolded him before bringing him inside. He was clean but his phone came with a tracker, so Jerome, went into the city with the phone." I listened and nodded, but stopped when I heard Jerome went with a phone to the city where he could be tracked and targeted.

"Oh, f***," I pulled out my phone and dialed Jerome's number, which went directly to voicemail. Jerome would answer his phone during an exam, so I knew something is wrong.

"We're going after him," I instruct Justin, who turns and starts organizing men to go with us. "Whiz," I shout behind him and he comes running towards Justin and I. "Track Jerome's vehicle and send me his updated location.

"Is Cameron there?" I asked, since I don't see him around and Whiz point behind him. I started to move but Whiz stops me.

"Maybe it's best that he don't see the boss" Whiz says and I know it's true, but I need to know if he was sent by my grandfather, or someone else.

"Blindfold him, I'm going in." I moved again and this time Whiz didn't stop me, but ran ahead of me, to notify Cameron.

When I get Jerome back, somebody is going to have to let me know how the f*** he ended with the a tracker phone and out on his own.

I walked silently and from a distance I stood, staring at the blindfolded man, who was tied against a tree, with chains.

I would recognize him from a mile away. I nod and back away slowly, hearing him chuckle softly.

Looking back, blood dripping from his mouth, "Logan is this how you treat an old friend?" Laurent Lawrence, laughter grows louder.

I nod for Cameron to follow me and walked away, Cameron following me.

When I was out of earshot, "I need a f****** cage built, because this mother****** is not leaving here alive." I said between clenched teeth. "I need to know what arrangement grandfather has made with Andre and then I will f****** kill him myself" I said, turning to meet Justin and the guys whose already waiting for me.

The drive into the city was in silence. I fought the urge to blow up at everyone for allowing Jerome to go out on his own. Jamie will never forgive me if anything happens to him and I will never forgive myself.

Against my better judgement, I call dad and updated him on our intruder and Jerome's whereabouts or lack thereof.

I sent him updates on how far out we were heading and I realize that Jerome isn't driving his vehicle. I tried his phone again and just like before, it was sent to voicemail.

I cringed at the thought, but if I don't get Jerome back soon, I will have to lure Angela towards me, which is something I hope I won't have to do!

I need to relocate my family! Slamming my fist against the dashboard, in frustration. If I'm forced to send my wife away, I'll kill everyone involved!

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