Lenox sat alone in his study, as he smoked a cigar and nursed a glass of his favorite whiskey. He was feeling very pleased with himself that evening. His spy had reported the events that took place at Marcus' funeral. The mood and how much resentment Maxwell and Alfred seemed to have against him."Those fools, now that their sense of reasoning is gone, they're bound to act out and make a mistake," he said to himself. But deep down something else bothered him. Lenox had not done any business worthy of bringing in any concrete revenue.His entire focus has been on the war and defeating his enemies and thus, he had neglected everything else. The money he had left was almost spent. If he didn't act soon, he would begin to swim in debt and that would be a dangerous place for someone who employed mercenaries.Shortly after he finished his drink, Lenox got up and staggered to the window where he saw his men and mercenaries stand guard and the rest patrol the compound. He was expecting an a

Dr. Grant asks Richard and Fiona to excuse him and Emma so they could have the privacy to discuss properly. Both of them got up and proceeded to Richard's study, shutting the door behind them."Now that we're alone , how about you tell me how exactly does Maxwell make you feel, whenever you think about him Emma?" Dr Grant asked.Emma took a few seconds to process the question before she looked at him. It was almost as if the words were reluctant to come out. "Ashamed, I feel ashamed whenever he comes to mind," she replied."Okay, let's tap into that, ashamed of what exactly Emma?" Dr. Grant presses further. He takes out a notepad from his bag and a ball point pen, with which he begins to scribble."Ashamed of how I treated him, how things turned out eventually, I mean it's no secret, he's wealthy now and some could say even more than James," Emma began."I see, and if he wasn't wealthy, let's assume for just a moment, he wasn't the man he was now, what if he was the same Maxwell you l

The black SUV drove along the main road, Inside, Lenox sat beside Oliver in the back seat, his eyes moving from one side of the street to the other. It was his first time venturing this far from the heart of the city. He did not know whether it was the new environment or the reason for their visit, which made him even more scared.Two guards sat in the front, their expressions vain. Their arrival was meant to be comforting, but Lenox couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.“You look tense, Oliver said, his voice calm but laced with curiosity."I prefer environments where I know what is going to happen, Lenox said, not making eye contact with Oliver as he stared out the window.“You’ll get used to it, and remember we're here to do business not to take superfluous risks," Oliver assured him. As they left the paved road and turned onto a rough dirt road, the city scape disappeared entirely behind them. Into the woods with thick tall trees on either side, Lenox's heartbeat becam

Emma had just concluded her session with Dr. Grant as she left the hospital and got into her car. She opened the glove compartment and picked out some sheets of tissue paper in order to wipe her eyes.It was an intense session as her and Dr. Grant discussed her need for validation and why she substituted that for material things. She was beginning to see that most of her actions were more selfish than intentional and for the first time she didn't like what she saw when she looked in the mirror. As she was backing out of the parking lot she was a bit absent minded so it came as a shock to her when her car brushed against the bumper of an SUV that was coming in.She put the car in park and came down anxious to see the damage she had done. The man that came down from the driver's seat looked familiar. It wasn't until he took off his sunglasses she recognized him properly. It was Jackson, Maxwell's driver and personal bodyguard."Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I had no idea someone was com

Lenox had just acquired a new warehouse, since most of the former ones were compromised. He had twelve mercenaries posted there watching and securing the grounds. Inside the warehouse, he had built a few segments including a small container apartment for himself whenever he needed to be away or secluded.Outside, he had a few workers with counting machines and rubber bands counting and arranging money that was delivered from the meth trade. In just a week, things were looking good and business was coming back to life, but his mind could not get over the fact that Maxwell and Alfred were still out there plotting to get him."What the hell are we going to do about those two Oliver. You act like you're not bothered but just because they succeed in killing me doesn't mean they won't come for you," he said as he took a bottle of water from the mini fridge."I already offered the solution I could think of and look around Lenox, we're doing okay from it, you have enough money to buy more me