Mastering the fates with Role-play system 2

[7] What you must say

"I...

"You don't have to say anything, sir." The man cut Jace off before he could speak.

"Just come with us and I will take you wherever you need."

Jace was too stunned to move, even though this reward would only last twenty-four hours,  it felt too real and overwhelming.

"I am the governor's son?" He pondered, it was just too much to wrap his head around.

"Yes, please come with us, we need to get you to the station immediately."

At these words, Jace snapped back to reality, his mind retuning to his mother for a second. It was at this point that he realised why the system rewarded him this way.

"Now it makes sense," he thought,

"The chief has the highest authority in rank, but the governor is above him, having the power to withdraw that position and reduce him to nothing."

Jace marvelled at the realisation, and even though his moral consciousness pleaded otherwise, he was consumed by a desire to exert his revenge.

"Alright," he said, getting on his feet and dusting the dirt off his trousers.

"I will need to change what I'm wearing, I certainly can't dress like this to the station can I?" He asked, a smile spreading across his lips.

He decided to own this role as well and make the most of it. The best clothes, the coolest ride and all-around power.

"Why not?"

The man smiled warmly and said,

"We have everything you need in your size, but we must get to the station first and get your mother from there. But if you wish to change first then...

"No, it's fine," Jace interjected,

"Let's get to the station first, I can't let my mother spend another second in the hands of that greedy old man."

With a newfound determination, Jace stepped into the car along with the assistant. He had never experienced such a luxurious ride, such comfort and such power at his fingertips.

As the car drove along the street, Jace looked out the window, his mind reeling with numerous thoughts and numerous ideas on how to get back at the chief; he wanted to do something epic, something that the chief would remember for the rest of his life.

_ _ _ _

Back at the station, the Chief paced around his office, worried and restless. He could already imagine how much trouble he might get into for the young boy's disappearance.

Until now, it did not make any sense to him, one minute he was in the cell, and the minute he wasn't. The cell was locked, there was no CCTV footage showing how he escaped, and the mysteries baffled him so much that he started to wonder if it was all a dream.

"Sir!" One of the officers rushed into his office wearing a worried look.

"The governor's convoy will be passing by the station in a few minutes, his assistant called that they would stop by to see the boy's mother, whom we arrested."

At these words, the Chief's heart skipped a beat, and out of anger, he pushed everything on his table to the ground, scattering his office.

"We need to find that boy, he cannot get away. Do you know how disappointed the governor will be if he learns what happened? I can lose my job...

"It's not the governor's, sir," The cop cut him off, his head laid low.

"It's his son. His son will stop by the station, the governor is not coming by himself."

"Oh?" The chief paused, a wave of relief washing over him,

"His son wouldn't be a problem, haha. It's very easy to impress a young adult boy, we cook up some strange story to tell, if he refuses we plead with him to give a good report to his father, we can squeeze a few bucks into his hand and...

"What about the boy's mother?" The cop interjected,

"He is coming to see the boy's mother, to hear her own side of the story. If our stories do not align with hers, then the governor's son will have every reason to be sceptical. At the end of the day, we will all get into trouble and lose our ...

"Enough!" The chief cut him off while stroking his beard,

"It's easy to gain the governor's son's favour, but just to be on the safe side, I need to issue a serious warning to the boy's mother."

With these words, the Chief stormed out of the office and headed straight for the cell where Jace's mother was detained. The young lady sat up immediately upon seeing him, her eyes red from too much crying and her clothes drenched with sweat.

"Please believe me," she pleaded, another stream of tears trailing down her cheek.

"I have nothing to do with my son escaping the cell, please release me so that I can look for him I beg you, he is all that I have left in this world...

"Shut up!" Yelled the chief, startling the poor mother without a care in the world.

"I did not come here to listen to you cry, I have men all over the place looking for your son, and once they find him, they'll kill him on sight."

"No, please don't kill him ... please I beg you, kill me instead and let him go."

" I said shut up!" He yelled even louder,

"Now you listen to me, if you don't want anything to happen to your son, you must do and say what I tell you, got it?"

The lady went silent, staring at the chief like he had said something foreign.

"Listen here," the Chief continued, lowering his voice,

"The governor's son is on his way to the station, he will be here any minute now. And he will come to see you to ask questions about what truly happened here."

The Chief paused, quickly looking around to make sure that no one else was in sight.

"No matter what he asks you, this is what you must tell him. Tell him that your son was trying to smuggle hard substances out of the State. We caught him and brought him to the station. Tell him that we detained him to follow the legal processes as well as the court's order, but he escaped the cell and ran away. This is all you know."

Jace's mother's jaw dropped in shock. Jace had told him about how heartless the chief was, but she had now seen it live. Asking her to lie, in order to save her son whom they intended kill was just absurd.

"This is what you must say if you want to ever see your son again, and by the way... clean up your tears and fix your face. I don't want him to assume that we tried to hurt you."

Before he could finish speaking, a cop ran into the hallway,  stood at attention and said,

"The governor's son has arrived, sir."

"I'll be with him shortly," the Chief replied, immediately dismissing the officer. Then to Jace's mother, he turned and said,

"Remember what I told you, do it, or kiss your son goodbye."