Chapter 167

The following day, Aiden prepared to return to Canada and continue his hunt for the gang that took his parents from him.

He had woken up at the crack of dawn full of vigour to start his manhunt. He had just finished packing his bags, his men already outside in the car, its engine on to keep it warm pending the time Aiden finishes with his father's friend.

As Aiden's eyes skimmed round the room, his eyes landed on a small picture of his father and mother. His mother had been carry Aiden in her hands. Moving closer, Aiden inspected the picture. This was the first time he was seeing this picture as his grandfather didnt have it.

He used a finger to trace their figure. Two of the most important people in his life reduced to nothing but memories frozen in photographs.

"That was during the time the mafia was after your father. He had come to me for a safe location which i had arranged for him. That was the last time i saw them. The next time i heard about them, it was news of their death. I