I pushed back his man's collar which was covered in the blood from my hands and he fell on the floor holding the brutally stabbed knife with anguished pain in his chest. Other men came to pick him up, I went towards Richard. With each footstep towards him with extreme anger, he took steps back until he reached the wall. His expressions were showing the hidden screams of himself in fear, he used his cloth to quickly wipe sweat from his forehead. He was trembling in fear and when I reached towards him and stared into his black eyes which were filled with eyes straight with my eyes widened and burned with fury for his cunning act I had a hardened expression on my face, and he winced. I went close to him and placed my gun on his chest I averted my death glare back at him and furrowed my forehead while gritting my teeth, blood was continuously dripping on his expensive shirt.
"Don't you dare do this again or I will not hesitate to pull this trigger," I said.
"aaa...I... w.wou.would.....no..t.not" his lips quivered and he said in a shaking voice.
"You better not" I glared at him as if I would kill him and put my gun back in the waistband. I walked out of there while looking at the man I stabbed who was crying in pain. When I went outside I saw my men were putting the weapons in their carriage. I went near to the man who is their leader, he had dark brown hair which was set with gel, his eyes were blue, he had a broad face and was enough handsome to flutter the heart of any girl.
"Thank you for being punctual," I said gratefully.
"It's our job sir." He replied in a professional tone.
"Richard is a man that can't be trusted and so are his allies," I said.
"That is true when I used to work for them they would always make these cunning plans against their enemies, they always stab your back." He looked at the cafe and said.
"We have to be precautious," I said in a lowered voice.
"Indeed sir." He replied.
"I think your hand is hurt, sir."
"I have bigger issues than this now." I looked at my hand when I felt the pain which was entirely covered in blood, my pain was even numb in my rage.
Richard quickly came outside and left, he didn't even dare to look at me and went on with his lowered gaze to his carriage. When his men came behind him to take the other to the hospital he kicked them ruthlessly with his leg and went on unbothered.
"Get off me you filthy animal," Richard said in an impudent tone.
"But sir-" they stood up quickly and pleaded with him.
"BE QUICK YOU FOOL!"
He shouted at his driver to start quickly, his carriage quickly went and was soon lost in the heavy fog. I sighed hopelessly seeing his vile hostile behaviour and shook my head.
"Can you do me a favour?" I asked him.
"Absolutely sir." He replied with an affirmed tone.
"Take this man to the nearest hospital or he might die in pain. " I said while pointing to the man I stabbed the blood dripped on the road as I clenched my hand to point.
"Sir him? "He asked shockingly.
"Yes, we can't be heartless like them after all they all work to feed their families," I said while looking them at with a kind expression.
"Y...yes sir." He said quickly.
"And also say thanks to Edward from my side," I said while smiling.
"Ok sir, I would." He replied pleasantly.
He told his men to carry that man to the hospital, they all went in carried him to the carriage and went off. He bid me farewell and so did I. All the other black-dressed men of Richard had an expression of disbelief and shock on their faces by seeing their men carried by my men. They all tried to stop my men but they shrugged them while saying my order, their eyes widened when they came to know that I ordered them to take him to the hospital. One of them came to me, His looks were rough, his attire was all black, and he had a slant cut on his face which went from his forehead to his cheek. He came towards me angrily and said,
"Why are you saving him, huh?" He grabbed my collar.
"Because I'm not like your vile boss."
"Huh? Don't you dare to say anything about our boss YOU!" He raised his fist in the air and was about to punch me. My men were coming to get him but I stopped them.
"It's good to see your loyalty towards your boss who sacrificed you to save his neck," I said and smiled.
"Huh? " His fist stopped in the air and his eyes widened in disbelief and recognition dawned upon his face.
"Would you like to work for a man like this? " I asked him in my husky voice.
"What are you saying? It's part of our work to sacrifice ourselves " he said roughly.
"So is the part of a soldier's but you won't gain that recognition what they would right?" I asked him with a screwed-up expression.
"I can't understand what you are saying and don't want to either." He said in a despaired tone and looked here and there.
"You don't want to because you know the truth and you know it's so bitter that it would kill you and so you are avoiding it, isn't it?" I asked him catching his frowned look.
"Stay within your limits!" he shouted.
"I am in mine, you should rethink about yours," I replied and removed his hand from my collar, he noticed the blood on my hand.
"I would not spare your life if my friend died." He said while glaring at me
"Do not strain yourself he won't?" I said in my husky voice and left.
The sun was setting and the night arrived. I knew I couldn't rely on Richard Ross that easily. There was no way that he would get that scared by a single document and confess his crimes while putting his "earned" on fire. He is nothing more than a blob of greed. The man who didn't even care for the men who work for him and are ready to sacrifice their lives when necessary, how did I think that he would care for others then? A man like him lives for money, work for money and dies for money. They are not concerned with any emotions or relations, for them, the only thing that matters is themselves and their precious, dearest money. I shook my head in anger and went inside my house. I sat on my couch and touch my forehead with my fìngers worriedly. I have solved many peculiar cases in my entire career, but this case is the most difficult case of my life. As I'm opening the new doors, every door has a hazard behind it ready for me. I was thinking this when I heard a distinct knock on my door. Who would it be now? I'm not expecting anyone, I went to the door and opened it,
"Edward you?" I asked surprisingly.
"Yes me." He replied coldly. Which made me wonder because he has a light and pleasant personality so why this tone?
"Come inside before anyone sees," I said to him and he pushed me to get in. Now I knew for sure that something is wrong. I closed the door and asked worriedly,
"What happened is everything ok in Sicily?"
"Leave that, but what happened here huh?" he asked while his voice slightly raised.
"What?" I said.
"I heard from my man that Richard Ross attacked you with his men, are you fine?" He asked me while his angered tone suddenly turned into a concerned one.
"Yes I am in front of you alive, sir," I replied and smiled.
"What happened to your hand?" he looked at my hand and said, I was so lost in the case that I didn't even realise my hand's deep, aggrieved wound and my dripping blood.
"We get scars in war don't we?" I lightly asked him trying to calm down his anger.
"Samuel Greco stop putting your life in danger for others." He said in a loud voice.
"That's our job mate," I replied with a pleasant expression on my face and kept on my smile to make him calm, otherwise I am in trouble.
"Gosh, You would never change would you?" he squeezed his eyes and said while hopelessly shaking his hand.
"Nope. " I said proudly and simpered.
He searched desperately for the first aid box in the kitchen's creaky, old cabinets and placed it in front of me.
"At least secure your wound." He said in a lowered voice.
"Thank you mate." I took the bandage from the box and started disinfecting my hand.
"No need." He said while having a light smile, I felt relieved that his anger has subsided. Edward Walter is an amazing, joyful man with a light mood. He solves many bring problems with a smile usually, and enjoys smiling at everyone. Every girl used to like him for his light-hearted personality, but when this kind and sweet gentleman gets angry he turns into a real beast, which only his closest enemies or closest friends know.
"There is need, if you hadn't sent your men then I wouldn't be alive yet," I said.
" Flashback:
And I would not even. So what is your plan then? Edward asked while squeezing his eyes.
I'm sure that Richard Ross can't agree that easy to give up on his precious seat and rot in jail. He would plan to kill me and burn the evidence against him. For which he would seek help from his dear friend Edmondson Brown and would stab my back. I said in my husky voice.
So then remember you have a brother to protect your back. He said while smiling.
I am well aware of that. I smiled."
"Anything for my brother." He replied in a chatty tone.
"Hmm, what is the current situation in Sicily?" I asked in a serious tone.
"Situation is the same, Samuel. Lorenzo is still on loose and getting even stronger, he is becoming too tough to get defeated. He is threatening and forcing Alessio's sister to marry him, but she replies that she would rather die than marry a vile man like him. Both mother and daughter work tirelessly in Lorenzo's mansion and still get beaten to death. Lorenzo's son, Leonardo the one who would inherit everything after Lorenzo and he is known to be even more dreadful than Lorenzo. " he replied while having dulled expression.
"Like father like son, what can we expect?" I said in a callous tone.
"That is true but unfair for the inhabitant's there." He said.
"Sure it is, but it would get to end soon. Every cloud has a silver lining." I replied with a gleam of hope.
"Do you think now Richard will stop?" he asked me.
"Not yet but after tonight he will, for sure," I said.
"How?" he asked curiously.
"Await for the new door to open and reveal the Knight behind it." The corners of my mouth turned up and I said with a deeply interested expression.