All Chapters of Dominance of the Forgotten God of War: Chapter 171
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171. The perfect setup
The next evening, Raul Idrissi arrived on location, driven by a professional chauffeur. But before he could step out of his armored sedan, two black SUVs pulled up beside him.A team of armed guards dressed in black suits and blue aviators secured the area, scanning every inch with tactical precision.The head of security finally opened the door for Raul after completing the inspection.Captain Williams walked up to welcome Raul on Alex’s behalf while his commandos watched from behind, standing like observant gargoyles.“Welcome, Mr. Idrissi.”But instead of shaking the gloved hand, Raul smiled peevishly and looked over the Captain’s shoulder.“I knew you would still be working for Commander Payne. You are one of the more loyal ones, it seems,” he muttered, looking around. “But where is the Commander? I was supposed to meet him, not you.”“Commander Payne is waiting inside the research facility. He just sent me to receive you,” Captain Williams replied politely. “Please come with me.
172. Outsmarted and Outwitted
The threat of a nuclear bomb going off right above the ground terrified the scientists from Kronos Tech, but Alex remained unmoved.“I knew you were a cunning fox, Commander. But I came in prepared this time!” Raul rasped, seething with hate and malice. “One press on this button, and your whole world will come crashing down. And this time, you won’t be able to cheat death like before. This nuke will irradiate everything in a ten-mile radius!”“Don’t be stupid, Raul,” Sven cut in from behind. “You are going to die as well when that bomb goes off.”“I know that, but it doesn’t bother me!” Raul snapped back, staring daggers at him. “You two might have sold yourself out to the Commander. But I am different. I won’t allow him to have the last laugh even if it means dying with you all!”“You are not thinking clearly,” Basher joined in. “We can negotiate and work something out. Commander Payne is a forgiving man. Just talk to him.”The compliments about Alex only added fuel to the fire, maki
173. Nuclear Revival
Raul’s death snipped off the only loose end that could expose Alex’s true identity. With the mad scientist out of the way, Alex could now focus on what truly mattered.Sven and Basher had already sworn their allegiance to Alex and promised to orient the Peacekeepers in a way that would align with his future objectives.Luciano Marezzi, however, was still the last variable in the room.As a former Secret Service agent and international spy, he had eyes and ears in every corner of the world and knew his way around all locked doors and red-taped windows.Alex knew that killing him would offer a simple solution to his problem, but he decided to give Luciano a second chance.“You know who I am, Mr. Marezzi. And that creates a problem for me. It’s a headache that I could live without.”Luciano looked up at him with fearful eyes and mumbled in a broken voice, “Please don’t kill me. I…was only in it…for the money. I swear…I thought…Raul was lying about you. I mean…you were supposed to be dead
174. The pursuit of influence
Reviving Alexandria’s forgotten nuclear program was a bold move, but getting the Peacekeepers involved in it was even bolder.With his godlike powers restored by the serum, Alex was ready to take things up a notch and focus on re-arming the nation.However, the times had changed now.Three years ago, Xander Payne was a celebrated hero whose name inspired millions, but Alexandria had slowly forgotten him, and his name was nothing more than an urban legend now.Alex knew he couldn’t just reveal his identity to the public and expect them to believe him, but even if they did, the unravelling would attract more enemies than he was prepared to handle.Thus, even though Captain Williams was eager to retaliate against Valheim and reclaim Alexandria’s lost glory, Alex wasn’t ready to rush things.“I guess we are on the war path again. This time, we will thrash those Valheim bastards and drive them out of our lands!” The Captain exclaimed in an impassioned voice, ready to take the bull by the h
175. Old Money
Alex arrived at Bentham Avenue, right as the clock struck 4:30.Tossing the keys to a neatly dressed valet wearing the club’s monogrammed uniform, he stepped outside and headed up the stairs.An usher sporting a long pencil mustache held the door open for the elderly man who passed before Alex, but when Alex tried to enter the building, he was stopped at once.“I am sorry, sir. Entry by invitation or membership only,” the usher replied, holding firm.Alex pulled out a fat stack of hundred-dollar bills and stuffed it into the usher’s pocket.“That’s my membership card.”“Please come in,” the usher replied, smiling politely as he held the door open.As Alex entered the establishment, he noticed a sparse gathering of elderly men and women in their late fifties.The whole place exuded an aura of decorum and calm order as refined tongues spoke in hushed whispers and old blues played on the speakers.The Gentleman’s Club was a highly exclusive establishment that catered to the social elites
176. The lying puppet
Storming out of the Gentleman’s Club, with Henry still cursing him from the library, Alex got back in his car and set it on auto-drive, setting the destination to Rachel Dawson’s house on Brookfield Boulevard.Taking his hands off the wheel, Alex called Godrick.“Are you free now, Godrick? Could you do some digging for me?”“Of course, I can. What do you need, Commander?”“Do you remember, Henry Pietersen?” Alex asked. “I need a detailed list of all his assets and investments. Also, trace his family tree and see who all are involved in his oil and construction business.”“Give me a few hours, and I’ll send you all the data.”Next, Alex called up the retired spy whose life he had spared just the other day.“Luciano, you promised to help me whenever I called for you. Are you ready to honor your word?”“Of course, Commander. Just tell me what you need from me!”“Then listen carefully. Your target is Henry. J. Pietersen, the rich oil tycoon, has suddenly taken an interest in Glenmonte. I
177. From house husband to business tycoon
Lured by the hope of having an oil refining company in his own name, Phillip was ready to step out of his comfort zone and do Alex’s bidding.However, Alex knew that to sell the act, Phillip had to look the part as well.Ever since Phillip’s old oil business had failed, he had retreated into a shell and stepped away from that life. He now looked nothing more than a docile house husband who only existed like a piece of furniture at home.In his current state, Phillip wasn’t even going to convince a coffee shop to hire him as a barista, let alone get into the good books of a wealthy industrialist.Alex knew about this problem as well, but he had already come up with a perfect solution.“Phillip, I need you to forget your present life. It’s time to leave your past behind and step into some new shoes. Can you do that for me?”“I…can try,” Phillip replied, still confused about what was expected of him.“You will have to do more than just try. But don’t worry, I am here to guide you through
178. Selling the perfect lie
Alex had already done everything in his power to transform Phillip into a whole different person, and with the liquid cash pumped into his account, he didn’t just look the part, but had the resources at his disposal as well.However, to sell this lie, the city needed to know who Phil Larson was.And to achieve the desired outcome, Alex used all his media contacts to hype the new company named Larson Petro Corp.Within the next two days, Henry Lorenzo Palmer used his connections to set up 20 gas stations, 30 warehouses, 15 pipeline hubs, and 40 retail stores, building a network for this new company to bring it into the limelight.The official approvals were settled in 24 hours, and Larson’s products were soon flying off the shelves due to the aggressive discounts and promos.The entire marketing campaign soon caught the attention of the top oil dealers across Glenmonte, and the media pitched in as well, further hyping the company.Soon, Larson became the new face of the oil and gas mark
179. Guardian Angel
The next morning, even before the sun could brighten the sky, Phillip arrived at Pietersen Industries for his very first meeting with the oil tycoon.Accompanied by two bodyguards in black suits and a pretty blonde secretary, Phillip looked perfectly accomplished and exuded an aura of untouchable excellence.Despite having no real achievements to his name, the weekend’s training had molded him to truly believe that he was not a failed businessman but an influential billionaire.Henry Pietersen greeted Phillip with a broad smile as his secretary escorted him into the boardroom on the nineteenth floor.“Welcome, Mr. Larson. Please have a seat.”As Phillip walked in, Henry dismissed his secretary with a flick of his fingers and instructed the receptionist not to allow anyone else to enter the building, no matter who it was.“Once more, I apologize for the previous misunderstanding. I shouldn’t have asked an underling to invite you to this meeting. It was quite impolite of me.”Phillip to
180. Counter Play
Alex’s move of using Phillip as a pawn had worked perfectly so far.The elaborate setup and subsequent media publicity had done wonders for Phillip, establishing Larson Petro Corp as a new giant on the market.And this clever plan had lured Henry Pietersen into the trap, allowing Phillip to strike a deal that would help him get as close to Henry as Alex wanted.The formalities were completed in a day, and soon their partnership was announced to the public, further encouraging both consumers and investors.***In a remote mansion located far outside Glenmonte, Alex met up with Phillip right after the news of the partnership went public.“Well done, Phillip. You have laid the foundations for a very crucial friendship,” Alex said, patting Phillip on his shoulder.“It wasn’t easy. But I somehow managed to pull the wool over Henry’s eyes, all thanks to my Guardian Angel,” Phillips replied.“Godrick is a trustworthy fellow. He has never let me down,” Alex replied. “But we are not done yet.”