148 Larry Speaks


    ~Sylvester~


    We walked into the building and found Larry sitting on the couch in the living room.


    There was rage inside me, but I controlled it.


    Devin advanced toward him, but something was wrong with the scene. He was too calm about the


    situation forfort.


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    By now, he should have reached out to his security and found out they are dead.


    "I see she talked," He said and turned to look at us.


    Devin stopped moving towards him. I guess he too, sensed something was wrong.


    "I mustmend you for getting this far, Sylvester," he said without addressing me by my title,


    which showed that he had given up pretences.


    "When you took over from Maurice, we believed it would be easy. You weren''t so difficult like your


    father and easy to manipte because you tried not to be like him. Then the eastern bitch came


    into your life, and suddenly you weren''t so hasty anymore," he said and shook his head gently to


    show he was stressed.


    His eyes were fixed on me. He wasn''t paying attention to others.


    "I must tell you, it wasn''t easy watching you beat our moves. Maybe the story would be different if


    your mother had not murdered Jenny," he said, and I realised he had been the one talking since we


    entered. Was he buying himself time?


    "You can spill your guts in custody," I said, and Devin moved toward him. He stood up and smiled at


    Devin.


    "Step back, Devin," I heard Tamia say.


    "He has dust in his hand," she said, and I noticed the small pouch he was holding.


    Devin stepped back gently, and Larry held out his pouch.


    The silver in it was enough to kill us if we inhaled it.


    He could kill all of us, including himself, so we had to be careful.


    Devin returned to where we stood, and we had to find a better way to catch him without dust getting


    in the air.


    The way he sat there meant he must have been expecting us. It also meant that he knew we were


    coming for him.


    "How did you know we wereing?" I asked him, and he smiled.


    "An airport official in Gad," he said, smiling at me.


    "I mustmend you for that call; it almost threw me off," He said, and I chuckled at him.


    "Not well enough for you to be rxed," I said, and he shook his head.


    "I knew when you arrived. You see, I have a lot of support in Gad, and my allies are here. They all


    want to see me seed," he said with a broad grin on his face, and I knew leaving that ce won''t


    be easy because we won''t be facing only him. I was d that Tamia advised that I bring an army.


    "You can never be King, Larry. It is not in your bloodline. Your family isn''t even from the north," I


    said, and heughed.


    "Oh, but you are wrong there. With Pam, Joan and Vanhil dead, bing king will be easy. Your


    new council members are here with you, so when Corrigan and Albert are no more, what do you


    think will happen?" he said and smiled at me.


    "Dominic, David and Vino and within my grasp, and someone is already situated to take them out.


    Once they do not hear from me, they will gun them down. Call it an insurance policy," he said and


    smiled.


    "If only you left your bitches at the estate, it would have been easier, but the one you left there


    would do just fine; we have enforcers there that work for me," He said, and Theodore began to


    growl because he had just implied he would kill Linda.


    "Silver bullets aren''t easy toe by due to ourws, but I had some made especially for this. See


    this more like a cleansing. A cleansing from the bloodline that has held our world ransom for


    centuries. Liberation of the people," he said, and I realised he was sick.


    "And who said the people wereining?" I asked him, and heughed.


    "It isn''t personal, Sylvester. You have tried, and I mustmend you for your efforts in winning


    hearts and loyalty, but who says the oneing after you won''t be like Maurice and the ones before


    him? You must understand that I was friends with your father, and I must tell you, you have


    performed greatly for someone rted to that bastard," he said and growled.


    There was a way he said it that made me feel like my father did something to him. This was very


    personal.


    I remained silent, waiting to learn all he had to say. I also noticed his eyes remained focused on me.


    He wasn''t paying attention to the others in the room. He could only do that if he had some form of


    protection.


    Other than the silver pouch in his hands, I couldn''t see any, but then again, the dust he carried was


    lethal enough to do the job and end us all, so we were bound to be on our best behaviour.


    "Your father should have never been given the position. Your entire family should have been wiped


    out. I failed the first time I tried, and Maurice caught on, but he never caught me till he died.


    You were still young when that happened. he had wiped out everyone leaving only Ramsey.


    Ramsey''s survival was a miracle since the eastern people, most especially Mountain Pack, worked


    against him.


    I had toy low for a long time. I had even lost hope until he died as hoped, and you became Lord.


    I knew we would be back to the same vicious cycle of overprivileged royals that ruin lives because I


    did not think you would be any different from Maurice.


    I realised I could not allow your bloodline to continue to rule us.


    The Volkovs, Sidorovs and Orlovs are lineages of sick bastards that do not deserve to exist," he


    said with pure venom.


    I already knew it was a personal vendetta, so I decided to find out why.


    "Why so much hatred that would make you go this far and sacrifice lives?" I asked him, and he


    smiled.


    This bastard was guilty of what he used my father of. He had recruited people, tricked them, and


    disposed of them, minors included, and that was a terrible crime.


    "You chose to be a monster to end another monster? Does that not sound sick? You chose to


    be what you loathed. How is that rescuing the people? You recruited minors, children that


    were yet to start their lives. You lied to people, turned them against each other, and then gave them


    up to suffer for your crimes. You are worse than my father; you are evil," I told him, and he growled


    at me.


    My words did not sit well with him. Somehow in his twisted mind, he was doing the right thing. He


    believed he was making the proper sacrifice for the right cause.


    He was demented, and there was no talking him out of his insanity. For him to have carried the


    grudge he had with my father over to me was sick.


    I did not do anything to him, yet he has been more of a menace to me than he was to my father. He


    was a coward because he did it thinking I would be easy to destroy.


    He looked at Tamia a bit and looked at me.


    "You might not have understood my reasons back then, but now you will," he said with pain and


    anger in his tone and eyes.


    The man wasn''t well. He had no business being on the council and roaming free. He must have


    endured a trauma that destroyed him, but no one cared to pay attention.


    He was also a good pretender. I would have never thought he would be the engineer of all my


    troubles.


    "Emily, my Emily," he said, and I was attentive.


    "We met here in Gad and fell in love. I was on leave away from the council then. We weren''t fated,


    so we had to wait for the blue moon just like everyone else, and we would have waited.


    Your father, including everyone on the council, had just taken over from our parents, so we were


    excited about our new positions. Although I wasn''t a noble, Maurice was my friend, and we were


    close.


    He needed me to do something for him, so I cut my leave short and returned to Lund to answer


    my Lord.


    Emily and I did not want to be apart, so I asked her to apany me. When we got to Lund, I


    took her to see Maurice.


    Your father was yet to be mated then. Emily was a beauty. I shouldn''t have taken her to see him that


    day, but I did.


    He was my Lord and friend, so I did not think much of it.


    Much like Tamia here, she was with child but wasn''t showing.


    Your father knew no boundaries and had no limits to what he destroyed. Because of him, I knew the


    royal and noble bloodline needed to be cut down.


    Lucas Sidorov was still level-headed among the three, but Maurice and Gavin were monsters.


    They took and took and took and never gave back.


    They believed they were entitled to everything and took whatever they wanted, not caring who they


    were hurting. They were wicked, greedy and unapologetic about it.


    After Maurice, Lucas and Gavin met Emily in Lund, they had their eyes on her.


    She was a beauty, much like your Tamia here; it was hard not to look at her," he said.


    I wanted Tamia to step behind me because whatever he nned on doing first would have to do


    with her.


    Larry had contempt in his eyes as if I shouldn''t have Tamia. As if I did not deserve to be happy, and


    I knew it had to do with Emily.


    Now I understood why Larry always tried to attack Tamia during the council hearing. He always


    instigated against her or aided Pam and Joan against her. Had I not locked him up, he wouldn''t


    have stopped.


    I kept my observations to myself and allowed him to continue.


    "I was sent on a mission with Louis Lawrence and Erick Balyaev. It was impromptu, so I could not


    go with Emily. While I was away, Maurice and his officers sent for her to visit them at the damned


    Volkov estate. She could not refuse. He was Lord.


    Back then, there were no cell phones. Wemunicated mainly by letters. Emily went, and Maurice


    and his friends did unspeakable things to her simply because she said no," he said, and I felt his


    wolfing to the surface. I knew my father was a bastard and did not like being denied, so I


    believed Larry, but still, it did not justify all he had done.