Marcus had gone home in expectation of the next day he was going to get his uncle for what he did but not before he called Coleman and Callum and informed them of the situation that would take place, also telling them be prepared and at the location ahead of time so that they would be able to catch not just his uncle but Ivan and his men on the kidnaping charges. He got out of his car and went into the mansion with a small smile on his face. Due to the plan, he already had formulating in his brain he was oblivious to the man who stood in front of him with a sneer on his face. Once he noticed the man, he stopped and exchanged looks. Eric stood in front of him, his arms crossed and a frown on his face. “Uncle.” Marcus said under his breath. “Nephew. Where have you been?” Eric asked. “None of your business because I don’t recall us ever speaking about my whereabouts for the day.”Eric curled his lip just as Marcus saw the briefcase in his hand.“A briefcase. Work? I thought you were

Marcus and Callum had left Eric in the interrogation room with the former fuming. If it was an animation movie, smoke would be coming out of his ears and his face would be perpetually red but it wasn’t and all that could be seen was the gritting of his teeth and the reddening of the tip of his ears. He huffed as Callum tried to keep up with his pace as they walked through the hallway. “Calm down Marcus. Don’t let him get to you.” Callum spoke.“He won’t.” Marcus hissed under his breath. “Then why are you rushing down the halls?” Callum asked as he stopped Marcus in place by grabbing his arm. Marcus turned to face him, his breathing becoming even but his face betraying his emotions. “We have to get the testimonies of the other men, don’t we?” Marcus asked back.Callum let go of his arm and sighed.“We do but I don’t think you should be involved anymore, not if you’re going to be so high strung from just seeing your own uncle.”“Detective…” Marcus started to argue but Callum raised h

The next day had come far too quickly and that was a good thing for Marcus because he had not slept a wink ever since he left the study and went to his room under the pretense of getting some rest. He sat on his bed with full clothing mentally preparing himself for what he knew was going to be a mentally challenging day ahead of him. A knock made him remove his head from his hands and before he could invite the person into the room, the door was opened and Micah stepped in.“Marcus. We’re all ready to leave. Is everything all right?”Marcus sighed and got up from the bed. Yes, that was another reason for his distress. His family had insisted on following him to the precinct as well. According to them, they wanted to present their separate cases on their own. Rachel for Lori who was till in hiding with her family and was under protection just in case Eric got out. Micah for the attack on his life months before and Elias for moral support and to act as a witness in any position he was n

The other trial between Micah against Eric took place almost immediately after the trial between Marcus and the latter. It went exactly how Marcus and the rest of the family saw it going but they didn’t expect Eric not to say anything to them or even look in their direction when he was walked out of the room. Eric and his defense failed woefully after they decided to base their defense on fallacies, goodwill and denial of the evidence. The courtroom was, like before, in shock at the turn of events. Eric Wei did not lose just one but two court cases to his own family members, all in the space of four hours. It was outrageous. A third and fourth case was meant to take place; cases by Lori Hudgins for kidnapping and extortion and Elias Wei, his own father for money laundering and fraud from the company as a fellow shareholder, but the cases were put of until the next day after everyone had had a chance to rest, regroup and reconstruct their evidence and arguments. Surprisingly though, t

“I heard from the grapevine that the Wei’s throw an annual ball around the time of Christmas eve. Should we be expecting such this year now that you’ve joined the family?” Estelle questioned, her voice light as she just had her third glass of wine.“I think so. I mean I would want it to be held this year.” Marcus answered, not really sold on the idea of having to throw a Christmas party when all he wanted for his family was to spend the time alone but open to it happening if the Moore’s wanted to come. Of course, he would cut the guest list by a lot of names to make the party seem homier than lively. Even though they were already in business, he would still like to make a good impression presently. That, he could do.“Good because I want to attend it. It would be a shame if it weren’t.” Gregory said.Marcus chuckled at the thought. These well known and mysterious people wanted to attend a party thrown by his family. It would certainly be an honor and would also shut the mouths of thei