All Chapters of Dominance of the Forgotten God of War: Chapter 111
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111. A second chance?
Alex always believed everyone deserved a second chance. Another opportunity to leave the past behind and start afresh. But over the last few days, he had learned the hard way that trusting old snakes never ended well.Still, the fact that Jakob had called Enrico to bail him out of trouble moved him, making him ponder Jakob’s request.However, it felt a little too strange to discuss a position in Femme Fatale when Jakob’s sister and mother had just recently died in a tragic car crash. It was almost as if he was barely affected by his great loss and only wanted to get back on his feet.Seeing Alex standing there, lost in thought, Jakob spoke again to clear the air.“I know what you must be thinking. Felicia and my mother just died, and here I am begging you to take me back into the fold. It’s not like I don’t feel their loss. But if I walk away from the family business permanently, it will mean I have abandoned everything that my father built. I only want to carry his legacy forward, eve
112. A private investigation
For now, Alex decided to lie low instead of doing anything rash. Henry Pietersen and the mayor could wait while he dealt with the cops and cleared his name in this messy investigation.Samantha Atkins was already handling the business end of affairs in Glenmonte, and Rachel Dawson was there to prevent any collateral damage and keep him updated about any changes in the weather.Meanwhile, Alex was planning on staying out of the public eye and stopping this matter from escalating any further. Thus, even though he wanted to do things more proactively, this time he had to rely upon pulling his strings from afar instead of taking the bull by the horns.Cynthia met up with Jakob at a private library, and there they discussed how to handle the matter most effectively.After a detailed conversation, they eventually decided the smartest way to go about clearing Alex’s name from the list of suspects was by launching a private investigation and finding their own evidence to solve the puzzle.At d
113. An insane plan
Jakob didn’t like where this was going. He could feel that he was going to get tangled up in a terrible mess by interfering with the investigation.However, the thought of returning to Femme Fatale once again made him toss all concerns out the window.“We need to prove that Alex had no part to play in this accident. I’ll get you inside the police impound. Just allow me an hour,” Jakob said to Cynthia before getting busy on his phone.While the cab drove around aimlessly down Lexington Boulevard, steering clear of patrol cars and traffic stops, Jakob set things up by using his contacts around Nexus City.Cynthia, however, had no idea about his plans.An hour later, Jakob finished talking to someone on his phone and then instructed the cab driver to take them to a new location, far removed from the residential areas.The cab drove through the underpass and eventually glided to a stop outside a new chemical factory, which was still under construction.“Drop us off over here. And please ke
114. Criminal Impersonation
Changing into the monogrammed police uniforms, Cynthia and Jakob rehearsed their lines a dozen times before finally driving away.When they reached the police impound, two constables immediately stopped their surveillance van at the gate.“We need to see some IDs, please.”Cynthia felt a cold sweat run down her back as she fumbled with the glove compartment. She was so nervous that she was ready to pull out the license and registration.Luckily, Jakob was composed enough to stop her.“I got this,” he whispered, catching her hand. Pulling out both their badges, he put his hand out of the window, showing them to the constables. “We are already running late. They are waiting for us in there.”“Sorry, sir. We are just following protocol,” the head constable replied, gesturing for his companion to open the gate.Jakob drove straight in and stopped in the driveway. Over a dozen cars lay sprawled across the open space, but none of them resembled Felicia’s Tesler.“Where’s the car?” Cynthia as
115. A cornered lion
Alex’s face darkened as he read the email a second time. Even though it was sent from an anonymous email address, he could think of a couple of names that could be involved in this.The mayor of Glenmonte, Dan Horowitz, was on top of his list of suspects, but he couldn’t dismiss Henry Pietersen as well. Either of them could have used their connections to make this dastardly threat to scare Alex.But instead of making him afraid, it only fueled his anger.“You just crossed a very fine line by using this accident as a weapon to manipulate me. I swear I’m going to find out which of you bastards did this, and when I do, I’ll bring you to your knees!”Fuming with rage, Alex picked up his phone and reached out to Godrick.“I need you to trace an email. The sender seems to be anonymous, but I am sure you can do something about it.”“Just forward the details to me, and I’ll have a name for you in a few minutes,” Godrick replied confidently.Alex took a screenshot and forwarded it to him from a
116. Behind Bars
Alex wasn’t new to pressure tactics. He knew someone powerful was trying to frame him for this crime and take advantage of the legal system to put him away without a direct confrontation.However, instead of losing his cool, he kept calm. On the ride back to the police station, he remained silent, refusing to reply to any of the taunting remarks passed by the crooked cops.As the cruiser reached the police station, the officers escorted him out of the vehicle and led him straight through the doors where Sergeant Doherty was waiting for him.“What did I tell you?” The sergeant asked, smirking arrogantly. “I always have the last laugh. You are mine now, Alex Verlaine.”“You are a fool if you think you can get away with this, Sergeant,” Alex replied with the calm of a saint, his face blank and his eyes staring coldly at the officer.“Throw him into the cell!” Sergeant Doherty barked out his orders before storming out.The two arresting officers took off Alex’s cuffs and pushed him into th
117. The Crypto Connection
Out of all the people Alex had expected to encounter inside the lockup, Benjamin was nowhere on his list. He had been searching everywhere for this man, yet now he had appeared right in front of him without any hassle.“You called Felicia to Nexus and now she’s dead!” Alex growled, pushing Benjamin to the wall. “Why did you get her killed?”Benjamin didn’t struggle but looked calmly at Alex. “Why would I murder my own client? I needed her alive. Her death has caused more problems than it has solved!”“I don’t believe a word that you say,” Alex retorted, grabbing him by his collar.“If I had really been involved in Felicia Rashford’s tragic death, then surely I wouldn’t have divulged my identity to you,” Benjamin replied in a hushed voice. “Please listen to me. I know you have no reason to trust me, but I want to find your ex-wife’s killer as badly as you do.”“Why would you care?” Alex asked.“I care because Felicia Rashford promised to invest 100 million dollars in a new crypto startu
118. Unlawful Interrogation
Sergeant Doherty had not just taken the law into his own hands but twisted it to suit his needs and stoke his ego. He didn’t care whether Alex was the real culprit. All he wanted was to prove him guilty and close the case file.As the constables escorted Alex to the basement, Benjamin saw his only chance of survival slipping away.“You can’t do that with him. It’s a violation of his civil rights!” he protested from the lockup.But Sergeant Doherty was in no mood to humor him.“If I were you, I’d worry about myself. So, unless you want me to use my hands instead of my mouth, you need to shut the hell up!” he warned, his words carrying a latent threat of violence.Benjamin didn’t have enough strength in his old bones to take a beating at his age. He quickly simmered down and backed away to a dark corner of the lockup, praying for his only friend in this mess.By the time Sergeant Doherty marched downstairs, the constables had already cuffed Alex and seated him in front of a table on an o
119. A reversed narrative
Sergeant Doherty frowned at Alex and turned to his constable. “Throw him back into the damn cell. And keep the media away from the police station.”As the constable escorted Alex away, Sergeant Doherty returned to the lobby only to realize the real extent of the problem.The officers in the reception area were trying to hold back the curious crowd of journalists, but they were relentless with their questions.Standing just outside the main door, the reporters were waving microphones at the helpless officers, peppering them with accusations.“Why was Mr. Verlaine arrested from his hotel?”“Is it true that the police are trying to frame him for a crime he did not commit?”“On whose orders was he taken into custody?”“Has the Nexus City Police Department decided to harass innocent businessmen just to make a fat buck? What do you have to say about the corruption charges levied against this police station?”“Are you trying to protect the real culprit by arresting Alex Verlaine?”Seeing the
120. Lights, Camera, Justice!
Hounded by reporters throughout the day and flooded with phone calls from his superiors, Sergeant Doherty barely got a chance to rest or leave the police station.The chaos and commotion kept him so occupied that he didn’t even think about bothering Alex again.He now understood, he had stepped into a murky lake without judging its depth, and if this case went south, it could spoil not just his reputation but also ruin his entire career.At the stroke of midnight, the Sergeant received a call on his personal cellphone and locked himself in the cabin to talk to the person in private.“What’s this I hear about the media trying to sympathize with Alex Verlaine? How did you let this happen?” the unknown caller asked.“It was all Jakob Rashford’s doing! I thought he would want to testify against Alex, but that bastard decided to take his side instead!”“Then do something about it. If Alex gets to walk free again, you can forget your promotion,” the man on the other end muttered bitterly. “K