Mastering the fates with Role-play system 2

[8] You are going to pay

As soon as the chief walked out of the hallway, another officer arrived at the cell almost immediately with keys dangling from his left finger. He unlocked Jace's mother's cell and ushered her out with a stern look.

"Just do what he tells you, and you'll be fine," he said, taking the handcuffs from her wrist.

"Please... help me," she cut him off, her tone laced with vulnerability and fear,

"Jace is all I have left, and I know he didn't do anything. Please let me go and look for him, I beg you."

"There is nothing I can do," replied the cop,

"You'll have to meet the governor's son, maybe you can beg him. If he is kind enough, maybe he will order the chief to let you go."

Her face fell in disappointment as she wiped the tears off with the back of her hand, she took a deep breath and tried to fix her messed up hair. She would do anything to save her son, even if it meant doing what the greedy chief said she should. At this point, anything was worth trying.

Meanwhile, outside the police station, near the parking lot, the Chief, along with four officers, two on both sides, walked up to the diplomatic convoy.

In front of the governor's car, two military men stood alert, while the chief greeted them with a salute.

"I heard that the governor's son has decided to pay us a visit regarding the viral case."

Without responding, both military men stole a glance at each other, followed by a subtle nod. One of them turned around and opened the door of the car, while the chief waited anxiously to see the governor.

The chief tilted his head to get a glimpse of the figure that was seated in the back seat, but the military man's position made it impossible

Just then, Jace stepped out of the car, still wearing the same outfit that he had worn to the bars. He stood between the military men, his eyes fixed on the Chief, whose eyes widened in astonishment.

"What is he doing in the governor's car?" He pondered,

"The governor's son must have caught him. I just hope he hasn't said anything against me... No, the governor's son will not believe him anyway; these peasants are known to be liars."

While these thoughts dominated the Chief's mind, the assistant who had met with Jace on the lonely path stepped out of the car from the other side. He walked past the back of the car until he came into view, standing right next to the military men.

"You are welcome, sir," The Chief quickly greeted him with a salute, thinking that he was the governor's son, and not Jace.

"It is such an honour to have you here, on behalf of your father, the governor."

The assistant was baffled by the unexpected greeting, with a brow raised in curiosity, he asked,

"Excuse me, have you mistaken me for the governor's son?"

Then turning to Jace, he apologised,

"I'm sorry, sir, I should have insisted that you changed your outfit, they wouldn't have made such a mistake."

"It's okay," Jace said, his shoulders hanging with pride,

"I guess there are still many people out there who judge a book by its cover."

At these words, the Chief's jaws dropped in astonishment. He turned to Jace, then to the assistant and back to Jace. He couldn't believe that Jace was the governor's son; surely it had to be a dream.

"This is the culprit!" He exclaimed, pointing at Jace,

"We caught him, he escaped from the cell... I don't know what kind of lie he told you, but he is not to be trusted. We will take him from here and lock him up in a more secure facility while we await the court's order. Arrest him immediately!" He ordered the cops beside him, but even before they could move an inch, the soldiers stood in front of Jace, pointing their guns at the cops and warning them to stay back.

"Is there a problem, chief?" Asked the assistant as he stepped forward. He didn't know what all of this was about, but Jace did.

"Jace is the governor's son, not me. I am just his assistant. Why are you treating him like this? Do you want to go get into trouble by offending him?"

"What?" The Chief exclaimed, It felt like he was losing his mind,

"This man cannot be the governor's son," he argued,

"His mother is here, at the station. She is poor and wretched, just like he is. Trust me, sir, this man is a traitor and should be arrested immediately."

"What are you talking about?" The assistant cut him off in a loud voice,

"That lady is his caretaker, the governor's son has been missing for many years, we found him today, and that lady whom you call poor and wretched has been taking care of him since birth. How dare you insult the governor's son like that? You don't want to lose your job, do you, chief?"

The Chiefs went silent, his eyes widening with realisation, he had gotten himself into a lot more trouble than he could ever come out of, all because he wanted more money.

"I... I

"Shut up!" Interjected the assistant,

"You don't want to upset him more than you already have."

Just before he finished speaking, Jace stepped forward,

"It's already too late for that," he said,

"This Chief is nothing but a greedy asshole, wicked and heartless to say the least. Do you know what my father will do to you when he finds out how your men treated me and my mother? Or that you wanted to kill me without a court trial or a proper investigation?"

Jace paused and looked straight into the Chief's eyes, his expression darkening and his fingers clenched into a tight fist.

"You are going to pay, I swear you are going to pay for every single thing you did... now where is my mother?" He asked, changing his tone.

With a hint of anger, desperation and eagerness to throw a punch, Jace inched closer to the chief, staring at him face to face.

"Where is she?" He asked again in an even louder voice.

But just then, he caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards them, handcuffed to the back and escorted by a police officer, it was his mother.