CHAPTER FORTY-TWO “Get us out of this place!” She pleaded, sniffling to wipe of the tears in her eyes. “Hurry, Desmond!” She urged, but it seemed like that was going to be a very hard thing to do. Desmond looked ahead, and at the sight of the four men standing ahead of the, he gasped, turning to look at Mira. She was frozen at the sight of the men, staring with wide eyes. “Who are those people, Desmond?” She asked with a low tone, hoping that Desmond was going to have a suitable response to give to her. “Why are they everywhere?!” She asked with a trembling tone, but it seemed like Desmond was as oblivious as she was.Due to the narrow road, Desmond was unable to make any move, having been surrounded, two men behind him and four in front of him. He took a deep breath, his eyes moving from one corner to the other. Seeing that the six men were getting closer, he turned to look at Mira, and then he turned off the ignition, looking her in the eyes.“What are you doing, Desmond?!”

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR“Isnt it obvious?” James gave a very quick response, and when it seemed as though Desmond was waiting for him to give a direct response, he decided to oblige him, and that was after he cleared his throat.“We want you, Desmond Heath. We are here because we want to take you with us…” He paused for a few seconds, gesturing to his men who were running out of patience.“We have been waiting for a moment like this, and when it seemed like we were not going to be any lucky, you showed up.”Desmond took a deep breath, and even though he had remained silent for a while, there was no guarantee that he was going to remain that way.James wanted to break the silence, but when he heard Desmond clear his throat, he decided to remain silent, taking another puff from his cigar.“Where do you think you would be taking me to?” Desmond asked, taking a deep breath.“It doesn’t matter…” James gave a quick response, and again, he blew smoke on Desmond’s face.This infuriated Desmond, bu

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX“Get the hell off me!” He roared, but it was already looking like he needed to do more than talking to get Desmond to get off his hands.He was panting and gasping for air, but it didn’t look like any of those was going to be able to grant him relief. “I have a gun! I am going to make use of it!” He warned, but Desmond scoffed, shaking his head slowly.“You must be very dumb, James Connor…” He remarked, holding onto his wry smile.“You must think I am an idiot…” He continued, his wry smile vanishing and replaced by a scowl.“Which hands are you going to use to shoot me?” He asked, reminding James that he was still pinning his hands to the ground.The ringleader grunted, and after he had strained futilely to break free, he gave up, his head collapsing back to the ground.He groaned, and then he turned to his men, trying to see them clearly.“Why are you guys standing there and watching?! Come get me out of this place!” He ordered, and without delay, the men began to

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT“Where am !?” Mira grunted, attempted to open her eyes.She felt a sharp pain by her side, causing her to reach to touch it. But it seemed as though that was only going to make the pain worse, causing her to restrain at once.She managed to get her eyes to open, and the first thing she saw was the chandelier hanging above her and glitt Milog with bright lights.“My head!” She groaned, holding her head with both hands.She strained, attempting to push herself up while she grabbed one of the pillows behind her.Looking around, she could tell that there was nothing familiar about the large luxurious room she occupied.She took a deep breath, moving her eyes toward the door just to see that it was closed and possibly locked.“Is anyone there?” She asked, and when she didn’t get any response, she looked around, withdrawing her eyes from the door.Then it suddenly hit her; the memory from the encounter she had.She gasped, trying to make sense of what had happened.She l

CHAPTER FIFTYQuickly, Desmond and Mira left for the hotel.They checked into the Presidential Suit, and spent the rest of the day preparing for Mira’s meeting. The next morning, as early as the fist flicker of dawn Desmond got up filled with the thoughts of a new beginning; the resolution of no longer hiding his identity as a billionaire.Mira was already gone, but he didn’t seem bothered since he knew where she was.“I am definitely tired or hiding. It’s time to pay back all those who assailed me.” He said to himself as soon as he got up from the bed. He had been thinking about revealing his true identity as a Billionaire Vigilante.“There is absolutely no need hiding anymore. It’s time to claim my requital.” Desmond said as he flung the duvet aside gently and got off the bed.Getting into the bathroom, he took a shower, then he came out and dressed up ready to leave.As soon as he made his way towards the door, he was paused by a slight knock on the door. It seemed like a tap and