Red Flags Chapter 68
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????❤️???? RED FLAGS: ❣️
❣️ ???? (Badasses • Bad • Jerks) ????
GRAND CASINO*
Master X is in his private room, the one he uses alone in the casino.
It’s at the far back, and he’s currently sitting in bed, staring into space and sighing from time to time, his face a canvas of sorrow.
He suddenly stood, getting a remote from his drawer.
He clicked red, opening a secret door on the wall.
He walked into the door and stepped into a different room, full of wrapped birthday items.
The gifts he has been buying since Levi’s first birthday, but he never gave it to him.
Ranging from transformer toys, house of cards, hockey toys, several balls, designer wears,… There are several car keys too and land documents, there’s even a private jet key, all in Levi’s name.
He gritted his jaws, folding his arms behind as he watched with empty eyes, his expression sagging in despair.
*
CARSON’S MANSION*
Adrian is the only one at home.
No idea where Tate went, but she left the house since daybreak without telling him her destination.
He’s alone in the house, sitting at the living room and crying bitterly alone.
His eyes are red with grief, and they’re staring at the laptop in front of him.
Carson enterprises is plummeting so hard.
It has been going down since Emory’s death cos he lost focus completely, and staffs are resigning on their own.
Another resignation letter appeared on the screen, and he clicked accept before standing.
His legs were shaking on the ground as he carried himself to the kitchen.
He opened the freezer and got himself a bottle of water.
He was about to leave the kitchen when his eyes caught the pipe connecting water to the kitchen.
He stared for long, his hand tightening around the bottle, then he walked out eventually.
*
EUROPE, 5PM*
Searching for Fred has never been an easy task, and it will never be.
Tate has been in Europe since noon, doing her search by tracking the number Fred called her with, but no matter the cranny she entered, she hasn’t caught a glimpse of him.
It’s a cold evening, so she’s wearing a really long black skirt and sweater, wrapping a muffler around her thin neck to keep cold away.
She looks wretched, and her appearance isn’t appealing at all like a mourning widow.
She entered the next suspicious place she found out, but as usual, the people she met told her they’ve never met Fred.
She left the place, and as she walked away, Rain, Omar and Romeo appeared by the window.
“She’s working really hard” Omar grinned.
“Just look at her, wind might just blow her away” Romeo laughed.
“Everything would have been perfect if Banks died. Why did that strong-headed guy survive?” Rain wondered aloud.
“Shouldn’t we be worried about his comeback? He saw our faces ” Omar said.
“Dad will cover everything ” Rain assured.
*
6PM
Tate came out of the twentieth house without success, and she was already feeling itchy in the throat and tired at the same time.
She decided to rest in front of the house before going across the road to get some water.
She sat on the bench, placing her bag on her laps.
“Aren’t you trying too hard?” Fred’s croaky voice said beside her, and her eyes widened as she spranged up to see him standing by the door.
He’s wearing a black suit, hands in pockets and a smug smile on his ghastly face.
“You animal!!!” Tate lunged forward to him, but he moved out of the way, so she fell weakly.
Fred tsked loudly..
“Are you eating well? You look pitiful” he said, and Tate spranged up vengefully again, picking a gun from her bag.
Before she could fire at him, Rain and the guys appeared, snatching it from her easily.
She grabbed Rain, and Rain scoffed.
“Let go of me old woman!”
She pushed her, and Tate fell again.
Rain left with the gun, and the guys followed her.
“What did I do to you, Fred? Why!!! They were two…two girls…they did nothing wrong!!!” Tate cried heart-wrenchingly.
Fred lowered himself sinisterly.
“Sybil did nothing wrong, she was just unfortunate. My adopted daughter wanted her life as a compensation for her dead mother’s life, and I couldn’t say no.” He shrugged.
Tate cried harder.
“And as for Emory…I think we both know her sin is being your husband’s daughter” he said, turning serious.
“You’re telling me you killed my daughter cos of what you heard Adrian saying about your infertility?” Tate said.
“No” Fred replied, and Tate spranged up.
“Then why? Why!!!” She yelled breathlessly.
“Adrian himself is the cause of my infertility!” Fred yelled back, and Tate gasped, going silent.
“I found out Adrian poisoned the water i used in my house. I dunno what he injected into my water pipes but that thing rendered me infertile! He knew how serious our father always took childbirth, and that was the only way to make him step me down as the CEO. I became infertile cos of Adrian, and I got stepped down for him! Adrian ruined my life because of the family company! I can’t have a child of my own so tell me why his own child should be alive!!!” Fred yelled.
Tate stumbled through tears.
“No, no you’re not… you’re not in…
She fell back on the bench before she could finish the words, and her tears started in full.
*
UNDERGROUND MARKET, 7:30PM*
BJ just finished treating Emory’s arm, and he’s currently wrapping a piece of cloth on it, serving as bandage.
Getting used to this place even after three weeks is an impossible task.
All she does is cry, and she can’t stop.
Even right now, she has tears in her eyes.
“You should really stop the habit of crying everytime, baby” BJ told her.
Emory sniffled like a baby, her gown stinking to her so much.
The guard in charge of food dropped their food bowl for the night at the door, and the second girl went for it immediately.
She came back with the bowl containing two packs of chips, then a red apple.
“Are they kidding? Y’all expect me to eat this for dinner? If you’re gonna sell me then feed me well man!” BJ shouted menacingly.
“Take what you see and shut the fûck up, black monkey!” One of the guards shouted back.
“Your mama didn’t teach you manners? Screw you! I’m black and I’m damn proud of it!” BJ yelled angrily, and the guard came back.
BJ was dragged out of the cell, and Emory spranged up, watching as they took him away.
He was stripped naked, made to lay on his chest, and the bunch of guards started whipping him with belts, but he still didn’t stop cursing.
• BJ loves trouble.
• Dude should learn to shut up.
• I like him though
“Do something!” Emory told the second girl who’s just sitting neutrally.
“Something? That’s not his first time getting beaten. He’s stubborn, and he’ll still do it tomorrow” the girl replied, and Emory slowly sat back.
“Where’s he from?” She asked, wiping the tears on her red sick face.
BJ’s curses and screams could still be heard, resonating through the cells.
“His late father is from Africa, and his late mother is an American. He was kidnapped from a slum in America” the girl replied.
“What about you? You haven’t even told me your name” Emory said.
“You wanna know my name?”
“Yeah, it’s been three weeks and I still don’t know” Emory softly said.
“No one knows that, not even BJ, and that’s why he calls me Parrot” she replied.
“But you rarely talk” Emory said, and she smiled slightly.
“That’s because I’m not used to you. The moment you stop crying everytime, we’ll click. I really hate tears” the girl replied, sounding a little cold.
Emory wiped her tears again, and she nodded.
“Good”
Emory sniffled.
“Keep my name a secret though” the girl said, shifting closer.
“I promise” Emory faced her.
“My father owns a casino in Spain, and my mother is Chinese… My name is Silver, Silver Banks”
TBC.
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