2025-02-12 16:10:02Zach stared at his hands, trembling with disbelief. The crumpled car hood bore the marks of his newfound strength. Since waking in the hospital, his body had felt different—stronger, sharper, as if some dormant power was clawing its way to the surface.
“Zach!” Mary’s tearful voice snapped him out of his daze. She threw herself into his arms, her small frame trembling against his. Her sobs were muffled against his chest as she clung to him tightly.
“You’re alive!” she cried, pulling back just enough to look at him. Her face lit up with joy, though fear lingered in her wide eyes.
“I thought you—” Her voice cracked, and tears streamed down her cheeks.
“I’m here, Mary,” Zach said softly, holding her close. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Her relief was short-lived as her gaze darted toward the group of men watching them. “You—You should run! They’ll kill you. Please, don’t fight them!”
Zach’s jaw clenched, his gaze shifting to the gang. The group of five men sneered, clearly unimpressed by his earlier display.
“Look at this,” one of them mocked, his voice dripping with disdain. “The poor little man miraculously survives. Too bad your mother didn’t have the same luck, huh?”
One of the men, a wiry figure with a crooked smile, chuckled. “Fight us? That little stunt was lucky, but luck runs out.”
Another, taller with a jagged scar across his forehead, spat on the ground. “Should’ve stayed dead like his old lady. He’ll join her soon enough.”
Zach’s eyes darkened at the mention of his mother, but he said nothing, keeping Mary shielded behind him.
The gang leader, a burly man with a scar running from his left eyebrow to his jaw, stepped forward. His cold, calculating eyes locked onto Zach, and a cruel smile twisted his lips. His presence screamed authority, marking him as their leader.
“We’ve wasted enough time,” the leader said, his voice rough. “The girl belongs to our young master, Darius. He wants the girl, and what Darius wants, Darius gets.”
At the mention of the name, Zach’s eyes narrowed, and Mary flinched, her fingers clutching his arm in fear. The Fitzroys. Zach had heard of them—an influential and ruthless family, even more powerful than Luke Harrington’s clan.
“You’re taking her nowhere,” Zach said, his voice cold and firm.
The leader chuckled, a dark, mocking sound. “Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with? Interfere, and I’ll make sure you join your mother in the afterlife.”
Zach stepped forward, shielding Mary. “She’s my sister. She’s my only family left. I won’t let anyone take her.”
“Do you want to go against Darius, a descendant of The Fitzroy family?" One scoffed in disbelief.
“They could squash the Harringtons like ants,” the leader continued, a smug grin spreading across his face. “And you think you can stop us? We’re taking the girl to Darius. You? You’re just a minor inconvenience.”
One of the men snickered. “He won’t be inconvenient for long.”
“Enough talk,” the leader barked, pointing at one of his men. “Ronan, take him out.”
Ronan, a hulking brute with tattoos snaking up his arms, stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. His grin was filled with malice as he sized Zach up. “This won’t take long.”
“Zach, no!” Mary cried, her voice trembling. “Please, just run!”
Ronan charged with a roar, his fists swinging like sledgehammers. Zach moved without thinking, his body reacting faster than his mind could process. He sidestepped, his hand shooting out to grab Ronan’s arm. With a swift motion, he twisted.
A sickening crack echoed through the air as Ronan’s leg buckled beneath him, twisted at an unnatural angle. He collapsed to the ground with a guttural scream, clutching his shattered limb.
The other men froze, their sneers replaced with wide-eyed shock.
“What the—” one of them stammered, stepping back.
Zach stood over Ronan’s crumpled form, his eyes blazing. He didn’t say a word, but the message was clear.
The leader hesitated, his bravado faltering as he glanced at his incapacitated man. The others exchanged uneasy glances, their confidence shaken.
For a moment, the only sounds were Ronan’s groans and the crackle of distant flames from Zach’s burned-down house.
Mary gasped, her hand flying to her mouth as she beheld the huge man now lying with a broken leg on the floor.
“Who’s next?” Zach asked, his voice calm but lethal, his eyes fixed on the leader.
The leader’s face darkened, his previous arrogance replaced with unease.
“You’ve made a mistake,” the leader growled, pulling out a knife. “The Fitzroys don’t take kindly to being defied.”
“Neither do I,” Zach replied, his body tense, ready for the next attack.
Mary clutched his arm. “Zach, please, let’s go!”
“Not until they understand one thing,” he said, his eyes burning with resolve. “No one touches my sister.”
The leader hesitated, his grip tightening on the knife. The rest of his men exchanged nervous glances, clearly second-guessing their odds.
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~ 89 ~
Zach stood there, hands stuffed deep in his pockets, his heart oddly restless as he watched Barbara flee through the door like a startled bird.What just happened? he wondered, frowning, his mind scrambling to process the last minute.A soft shuffle from behind him made him turn his head slightly. Mary reached downstairs, studying him with a knowing look. She feigned a little cough, a deliberate attempt to draw his attention.Zach blinked. "Uh, Mary. You're awake.""Hmm. Good morning," she replied, her voice carrying a teasing undertone as she folded her arms."Yeah, good morning," Zach muttered, scratching his head, unable to resist glancing back at the front door, half-expecting Barbara to barge back in and take back her unintended confession."Well, Barbara is gone," Mary said, struggling to suppress the mischievous smile threatening her lips.Zach nodded absentmindedly. "Yeah... she’s gone," he murmured, still lost in thought. She said "yes". Did she really mean it? His chest tigh
~88~
The hours dragged by like slow-moving clouds as Zach cultivated, seated cross-legged on the floor, palms resting on his knees, his breathing controlled and deep. Even after the poison in his system had been washed away in mere minutes, he pressed on. His body ached for restoration; his energy reserves felt hollowed out by the night's turmoil. He could feel the faint rush of new energy coursing through his veins, splashing and crashing like a roaring tide against his inner walls.When at last he opened his eyes, the dark circles beneath them had faded slightly. He heaved a breath, steady and low, before dragging himself to the bathroom. Under the steaming water of the shower, he tilted his head back, letting the rivulets wash away the weariness clinging to him like a second skin.After drying off, he made his way barefoot toward the kitchen, gulped down a glass of cold water, then turned to leave. Passing by the first room in the hallway, he noticed the door ajar. Curiosity stirred. He
~ 87 ~
Zach's steps faltered slightly as he entered the villa, a wave of dizziness clouding his vision. He instinctively reached out to the wall but missed. His body leaned dangerously forward—then firm hands caught him."Hey, are you okay?" a concerned voice asked.He blinked away the haze and straightened, forcing a smile as he recognized Barbara’s face. "Yeah," he said, though the faint spinning in his head said otherwise. "Wasn’t expecting to see my finance manager at my house past 11 p.m."Barbara rolled her eyes, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Well, I wasn't planning on staying either. Should’ve been gone hours ago, but your sister wouldn’t let me."He frowned. "Mary wouldn’t let you?""Yeah. I just put her to sleep."He blinked in disbelief. "What?""I brought her back like I said I would. Wanted to leave, but she begged me to stay. Said she felt uncomfortable being alone in such a big house—especially not knowing you’d be back tonight.""I see," Zach murmured, stepping past her,
~86 ~
The doctor cleared his throat, trying to regain composure. "Is that actually yours?" he asked stiffly.Zach raised an eyebrow. "You want to find out?"The nurse, still skeptical, grabbed the payment machine. "If it's counterfeit, security will be happy to deliver you to the police."The doctor leaned in, clearly expecting the worst. "Treatment bills will be approximately ten thousand dollars."Zach inserted the card with a bored expression. "Make it fifty. Get them the best."He input his pin. The transaction processed instantly.Approved.The machine chimed brightly.Silence fell.The nurses blinked at him like he'd grown wings. The doctor paled, sweat beading on his forehead."I...I apologize, sir," he stammered. "Please forgive our...mistake.""You!" he barked at the nurses. "Apologize at once!""Sorry, sir!" the nurses chorused, heads bowed.Zach barely spared them a glance."Move them to the special wards. Get them prepped now." the doctor barked, snapping his fingers at the stun
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His scream snapped the others out of their daze.“Get him!” The leader yelled.Two of them lunged forward at once.Zach ducked beneath the first swing, then drove his elbow hard into the man’s ribs. The impact sent him spinning to the pavement, wheezing.The second came with a short blade.Zach seized his arm mid-strike, twisted, and with one violent jerk, flipped him over his back. As the man hit the ground, Zach snapped the joint with ruthless precision. The crunch echoed.Two more were already coming.Zach didn’t hesitate. He grabbed one by the neck mid-charge, slammed him headfirst into a nearby brick wall. The man’s body slumped as blood sprayed down the wall in a thick line.The last attacker barely had time to shout before Zach spun, gripped his throat with both hands, and squeezed.The man struggled, legs kicking, fingers clawing at Zach’s arms, but it was no use. His gasps turned to silence, and then—nothing.The leader, still on the ground, stared wide-eyed. His last man—a y
~ 84 ~
“No…” Yvonne breathed, panic crawling up her spine.She watched in frozen horror as he raised his hand to strike.“Fine!” she shouted, her voice cracking. “I’ll get it!”She rushed back to the car, her hands trembling as she reached beneath the front passenger seat — the only place she could think of hiding it earlier. Her fingers curled around the small, black flash drive. Reluctantly, she walked back toward them, raising it up.“Hand it over,” the man ordered, eyes greedy.“Not until you let him go,” she barked, refusing to be intimidated.The leader smirked, then flicked his fingers lazily. The two men shoved Ricky down and released him.Yvonne’s eyes stayed on Ricky, making sure he was breathing, before she slowly stretched the flash drive toward the leader. He snatched it and inserted it into a portable reader clipped to his belt.She crossed her arms. “You and whoever sent you — Pablo — you’re both going down. Soon.”He looked up from the device, laughter dancing in his eyes. “
