“Are you sure no one followed you here?” Sergio asked cautiously.“Yes, I am sure.”Sergio nodded and took the bag.“Why did you do something like that?” Loretta asked.“You will not understand, how do you think I get the money I sent to you?” Sergio asked.“I don't care, but what you did is bad. You shot your best friend.” “But he is not dead!” Loretta shook her head, even though she loved him so much, she found it hard to believe that Sergio would do all of the things laid against him.Sergio turned, held her chin, and looked directly into her eyes. “I am sorry, but I had to do all of these for our sake, I promise I will work things out when I leave the country.”She nodded, weeping the tears from her eyes.Meanwhile, Fabio and Marco were patiently waiting for Sergio to step out of the room.Asher had spotted them for a while, he had been watching them since they followed Loretta. He knew they would lead him to Fabio.“What do you think was his reason for doing all of these?” Marc

Asher stopped his car at the entrance of Gaius’ warehouse, the same place he had met Max. He could feel the same energy oozing around, but this time it was different, not because of the people around, but because he had purified himself.Numerous guards stood at the entrance when he walked past, they all kept their gaze locked on him.They couldn’t help but wonder if the man walking into the warehouse was Asher, the same person they had heard about.Asher ignored them; his focus was on Dave and Isabella. When he arrived deep into the warehouse, he found Giaus and Romano staring at him, their gaze cold and oppressive, but he stood still with an unreadable expression.His eyes scanned for Isabella and Dave. Gaius let out an evil smile, “Asher Mancini. It seems you aren’t scared to show yourself.”Asher gave Gaius a deadly glare, “Where are Isabella and Dave?” He asked.“Hold on, we haven’t gotten started yet.” He said, “Where is the green stone?”Asher replied, “I will only hand over

Meanwhile, Vandy grabbed Romano, “You are coming with me.” Patrick roared, and in an instant, the room descended into mayhem.Bullets ripped through the space, the sharp cracks of gunfire blending with the dull thuds of bodies hitting the floor.Asher came back in, calm amid the storm. He had anticipated the attack, and panic had no place in himThe thugs rushed at him, and he swung his fist, just one punch from him, throwing the men into the air. Asher was relentless, he waved through the guards with swift strikes.He felt a surge of adrenaline and clarity; he was fighting just for himself, but for his son, his parents and Isabella.“Master, Vandy is leaving.” Asher's eyes trailed them.“Go, we can handle them.”He sighed and nodded.Mark and Augustus pulled triggers and took down the guards coming towards them. When they dropped dead, they switched.Just as Asher pushed the door open as he was chasing after Vandy, a shot was fired at him, but it hit his jacket and fell on the floo

Fabio watched the paramedics ZIP up Vandy's and Gaius ' corpses into two different body bags before wheeling them away. He was standing inside the warehouse, which had now been swarmed by the police cars, Media team and ambulances. He felt excited knowing the man who had killed his friend was no more, and also the case he had worked on, which he thought was difficult, had been settled.Fabio was talking with an officer, when he received a message from Asher. He glanced at it and smiled. He watched the ambulances carrying the two corpses zoom out of sight.Meanwhile, Sergio was serving his prison terms. He'd been sentenced to life imprisonment for murder and attempted murder.A few other cases were revealed, leaving the judge with no option but to pass the judgment.On the first day of arrival at the prison, Sergio was attacked by some inmates, he was stabbed but didn't die, and he survived and was taken to the hospital. He was on the verge of death, how would he survive in prison if

Roland collapsed as his legs gave way, his body twisting awkwardly. He groaned, hands scrabbling against the floor as he tried to get up, blood poured freely, staining his shirt and the tiles beneath him.“Please..” he whispered.Sasha stood over him, her anger boiling inside her. Her knuckles turned white around the statue.“You don't get to beg, Roland. Not now and never.” Her voice was trembling with fury.Ronald lifted his head slowly, the pain coursed through his veins.He didn't expect Sasha to do this to him.Sasha glared at him and brought the statue again; this time, she didn't hit once but twice.Roland's body jerked, his arm collapsed beneath him.Sasha stood there staring at what she had done, blood spilt beneath Roland's face, and it was now spreading like a spilt wine. Her hands are red.There was no sign of remorse for what she did. At that moment, the door swung open, and Daniel Mbeki walked into the scene. He swallowed hard, as many thoughts ran through his mind. H