Chapter 3: 3


    "What is it?" I asked enunciating each word and held the gun tightly as I could feel the pulse in my body


    rising bit by bit as I took in what has happened.


    "B-Boss...it''s about Willi...," Max said as he gulped down audibly and took few steps back as I passed


    the gun to my other hand all the while trying hard as much as I could to control the anger that was


    forcing me to kill everyone then and there.


    "I-It looks like Willi has gone missing," his voice trembled in the end and that was it. I threw the gun on


    the ss window next to me in anger. The ss shattered into pieces as soon as the gun hit it and


    pieces of ss went past piercing my skin due to the effect. Even though blood oozed out from all over


    my face and on the skin on my hand I refused to wince.


    The anger that I was feeling dominated my pain and at the moment I was anything but calm. My mind


    went nk all of a sudden forcing me to think in what point I went wrong. Where was the point in my


    life where I made a wrong decision for which my every n is getting destroyed bit by bit. Why is this


    all of a sudden I have to go through severe paths of failure? My hands formed into a fist as I looked out


    of the broken ss.


    "G-General is here to meet you," Max said out before I heard the door of my study room opening.


    "What a scene," I heard my grandfather''s voice," as he walked in and stood behind me. I could feel his


    presence all the while but refused to turn around to look at him. It was thest thing ever that I wanted


    him to see me like this. I was a failure.


    "Udolf?" he chuckled when I didn''t turn around to face him and that was when I heard Max talking to


    him before taking his turn to leave us alone in the room.


    "I thought you were back on your ind..." my voice was neutral as I spoke. As he had always taught


    me. Never to show emotions. I was trained better to show the saddened and the emotions of a failure


    to the one who was the mentor.


    "Well, Kristian called me back and I can see why all of a sudden he wanted me here," heughed


    before clearing his throat.


    "Well, this is refreshing." I heard him mutter with a sigh.


    Even though I wanted to ask him what he meant but chose to stay quiet already knowing that he would


    answer my unasked question all by himself.


    "Whenever I look at you, I am reminded of my youthful days. You have inherited me well. Even your


    father...he used to behave just like you do. We all same..." he chuckled.


    "Udolf your father believed that no matter what you would be the only one in this family who would


    always stand strong no matter what. Don''t assume that I don''t know about the things that you have


    been going through. Kristian has told me everything. I believe most of your sentiments are connected


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    with Julliette''s death..."


    "General..." my voice was hoarse as I intervened him from saying anything further.


    "You can''t go on avoiding this every day. You have to move on now and its the time for you get your


    head right back at your work. I see... you are not really paying attention to the ones in your surrounding


    and that is why today you are suffering all this. Remember this Udolf...it was you who chose this line.


    Nor me or your father ever wished or forced you to be on the same path as we were. You wanted to


    carry on the business and it was why you fought with Gale to take over the business. Even though your


    grandmother and your mom and I believe Juliette must have also hated this profession but still you are


    the one who chose this line. So, what I mean is... if you were the who chose this...then you should be


    the only one to hold onto this. I do know how it feels when you are away from your loved ones... but as


    I retired I understood that this was the life I would never ever chose in my next birth. Neither Kristian


    was ready to work in this line for which he chose to work his own and today he is sessful. Even


    you...You did a tremendous job of working and handling both of your day and night shift work."


    "So far you have been sessful but now its the point in your life where you have to stop and think. Do


    you really want to continue this? As you chose this path I took it as my duty as your General and


    grandfather to teach you well how to handle all this but now I want to take it back. You don''t have to do


    this any longer. I already have enough your grandmother''s hatred for this profession and I believe your


    mother and even Juliette had their fair share of hatred for this profession. You need to understand this


    well Udolf ... if you are in this profession you can''t lose your bnce. Think ten times before you take a


    step and I do have faith in you. I believe you will be back on your feet before no time. So think what I


    have just said. Either leave this...and live like a normal human being else keep walking on this path but


    all the while dodging the obstruction cunningly. It is what I expect only from you Udolf..." he said and I


    heard the screeching of the chair on which I assumed he was sitting.


    He was leaving.


    "I will use my brain better from now on..." I spoke out "But... Juliette will be living in my memories. I will


    never except it that she is not with me and I won''t ever forget her..." my words were filled with


    determination. Forgetting Juliette was the most painful thing than enduring physical and mental pain.


    "Hmmm. As I had told you..." as he spoke I turned around to look at him. He had a sinister smile


    stered on his face as he continued "This is really refreshing," he smiled and turned around and


    walked out of the room.


    "V? mul?umesc bunicul," Thank you, Grandfather.


    "Let''s start from the beginning hmm?" I asked in a calm tone as I took a seat before the driver who


    backstabbed me by surrendering my arms to the cops.


    He looked like a trash. His clothes were torn and his face; swollen and bruised all over. My eyes fell on


    his left hand to find two of his finger including his index and middle finger gone. It was what he got for


    backstabbing me.


    "I have nothing to tell you..." he snarled and it was when Max kicked him on his back and he fell on my


    knee hitting his nose on the process.


    "Now...Now" grabbing his hair I pushed his head back and looked into his eyes.


    "Max...bring out that pruner...I think chopping all his finger would work..." as I said that he crawled back


    until his body hit the wall and he looked frightened.


    "Alright Boss..." Max obliged as he went out of the darkroom and bought the pruner.


    I passed the pruner from one hand to other putting a mocking show of chopping his finger. For the first


    time ever after so many days, I felt confidence in me.


    Max dragged him by his hair and made him sit right before me before forcibly pulling his hands up for


    me to chop his finger.


    "No! No!" he screamed thrashing around and tried to pull his hand back but waspletely at a loss as


    he was held firmly by Max.


    "Don''t worry. It won''t hurt.." a smirk appeared on my face watching him suffer and his wailing gave me


    more joy for torturing him.


    "You called it upon yourself..." I said as I grabbed his hand as I red at him I pressed the pruner on


    his thumb. The room filled up with his wailings and yellings as I pressed it tighter enough to the point


    where the des went past his skin but the pressure was not enough to cut his finger but was enough


    for him to yelp in pain.


    "Stop! Stop! I''ll tell you every-thing. Please stop!" he cried out and as he said that I stopped putting


    pressure on the pruner and watched as blood oozed out of his thumb.


    "Hu.." Max huffed at him and left him and stood right behind him.


    "I''ll tell you everything. But you have to promise me that you would set me free afterward...deal?" the


    driver huffed out air and exhaled in the air as he talked.


    "You scum...you''re not in any position to make a deal with us-"


    "Deal!" I said cutting Max in the middle.


    "What? But Bos-"


    "We just want the information. Give it us and we will set you free. I will even forget that you


    backstabbed me." I said as calmly as I could to the driver and he nodded looking relieved a bit. he


    withdrew his hand back and inspected the cut before looking back at me.


    "I was paid. I was paid to vacate all of your arms before the police station. They couldn''t find me


    because I had contacts with one of the cops who helped me in vacating the weapons and he even


    helped me flee. It was a n to destroy you and I was just a pawn in that game.


    "Interesting. Now, who was the one who gave you the money?" I asked as I kept the pruner on my left


    thigh and leaned back against the chair and looked at him sitting on the ground.


    "I don''t know. A man visited me the same day when the arms were loaded on the truck and asked me


    to surrender it in return for money. I was selfish and I took the money and did as he told me to do.


    "The face of the man?" Max asked him.


    "He was just in a yellow jacket with his hoodie on his head and he had his face cover up to his nose...


    like this," he gestured towards his face and used his trembling bloodied hands to show me how the


    man covered his face.


    "You mean that man came to our warehouse where the truck was being loaded and paid you the


    money and went away?" Max asked looking astonished.


    "The man knew where our works are done. He must bepletely aware of it from the beginning. This


    only indicates one thing...and its that the man is from our group else he couldn''t have entered in our


    "Max....go and get me the CCTV photage of the day where our arms were being loaded," I said and he


    nodded in response as he turned around ready to live.


    "But before that..." I got up from the chair all the while both of their eyes trained on me and passed the


    pruner to him.


    "Cut all of his fingers before anything else," as soon as I said that the driver yelled curses on my


    directions and tried to get up wanting to run away.


    "You lied about the deal. You said you''ll set me free..." he yelled at me while I smirked at him and shook


    my head.


    "I lied. And I never really told you that I would not punish you for backstabbing me for money. This all


    happened because of you...You will have to pay for it,"


    "Take care of him," I said and Max nodded before walking towards the man as I walked the other way


    all the while hearing the driver''s pleas and wailings.


    Skimming the video properly I watched the CCTV photage countless times wanting to get a clue on the


    identity of the yellow hoodie man. The driver was truthful when he said he was unable to see his face.


    He was indeed wearing a mask under his eyes covering half of his face.


    And the way he walked and looked here and there..it was proved that he knew the ce.


    "Who are you?" I thought as I watched it again and again.


    "Whoever you are...Just make sure I don''t catch you..else you would die a painful death..." I smirked


    when I got a hint looking at a ring that he was wearing.


    "Ahh...I see," a sinister smile broke on to my face as I finally recognized the man.


    "You have called it upon yourself. This time I will kill you for sure," I muttered as I pulled the drawer in


    my study table and pulled the revolver gun out.


    "Enough of me in forgiving you," I muttered as I inserted the bullets into the chamber.


    "Gale..." I spoked his name out with venom and stood up from the chair as I looked at the loaded gun


    and made up my mind to finish him off this time my eyes fell on Juliette''s photo on my table.


    "You see this? He called it upon himself. I don''t really want to give pain to my mother but this time it is


    beyond tolerance. I hate him so much, Juliette. What should I do?" I picked up the photo frame in which


    she was sitting next to her friend Kiara. This was the picture which I took sneakily when we went out for


    a family pic.


    "This was what I scared the most out of everything. I never really had any intention of breaking my own


    family but it looks..." I trailed a finger on her face "This is what destiny have for me." my eyes watered


    up at the corners and before I knew it I mmed the photo frame back on the table and walked out of


    the room taking long strides wanting to end all this for all.