2024-11-13 12:41:10Molly lifted her chin, a proud smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
“Charlie isn’t just anyone,” she declared.
“He’s from the Northridge family—one of the finest names in the capital. Graduated from the top business school in the country. He’s exactly who should be leading the Anderson family business.”
Across the table, Calvin Dark’s expression soured. He slammed a hand down, the impact rattling the wine glasses and silverware. “Robert, this is outrageous,” he hissed. “You dare to threaten me?”
But Robert didn’t back down. His eyes narrowed, a fierce intensity burning in them as he shot back, “I’m not threatening you. I’m standing up for the truth, for the man who built this state’s security!”
His voice echoed, ringing with conviction before he turned and strode out of the room, leaving Calvin fuming.
The tense silence finally broke as Charlie turned to Molly and Calvin, his face set with steely determination.
“Don’t worry about Robert. I will lead Anderson Enterprises into a new era,” he said, his tone confident. “I’ll surpass anything Joshua ever accomplished for the economy of Texpanse.”
Calvin’s scowl faded, replaced by a pleased smile. “That’s exactly what we want to hear, Charlie,” he replied, nodding approvingly.
Molly leaned in, eyes glinting with satisfaction.
“We’ve chosen wisely,” she said. “With you, we’ll see real progress. You’re a rare kind of man, Charlie.”
Meanwhile, down south near the border, Joshua stepped out of a police vehicle, Chief Ethan by his side.
They’d arrived at the foot of Tezcatlipoca's Crest, a rugged mountain near the chaotic frontier.
The air felt tense, but the silence was unexpected.
Typically, the region pulsed with bursts of gunfire, activity from smugglers, and the steady thud of helicopters patrolling the border. Yet tonight, it was eerily quiet.
Ethan glanced around, his brow furrowing.
“It’s strange,” he muttered, his hand resting on his holstered weapon. “This place is usually anything but calm.”
Joshua nodded, scanning the surroundings thoughtfully.
That night, Ethan lay in bed, feeling quite puzzled in his heart.
He had heard everyone say that this place was chaotic, with the sounds of gunfire and artillery often heard at night.
Yet, the night here was surprisingly quiet, with no sign of danger at all.
By dawn, Joshua was up and ready, stretching as the first rays of sunlight struck the mountain’s peak.
He glanced back at Ethan, who sat nearby, watching him with a blend of respect and worry. “You’re not planning to climb alone, are you?” Ethan asked, his voice tinged with concern.
Joshua’s lips curled in a faint smile. “I work best on my own, Ethan,” he replied, a touch of humor in his eyes.
Ethan shook his head, undeterred. “Well, not today,” he said firmly. “This place is too unpredictable. If you’re going up, I’m coming with you.”
Joshua exhaled but didn’t argue. He picked up his pack, but before heading out, he went into a small shop in the hotel, emerging with a dusty bottle of local whiskey.
Ethan arched a brow, and Joshua just shrugged, flashing a half-smile.
Ethan followed Joshua out of the hotel, only to find that the entire street was eerily quiet as soon as they reached the entrance.
Ethan took a close look and gasped on the spot.
The usually bustling street was filled with all kinds of cars!
And next to each car stood two or three people dressed in formal attire, standing straight.
Everyone was dressed in suits, with ties and sunglasses, making the scene quite intimidating.
Ethan inwardly exclaimed that this was bad; so many people must have come for Joshua!
Ethan and his several police officers instinctively reached for their handguns at their waists.
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Chapter 22
Governor Calvin paced nervously in his office, his earlier excitement now replaced by a growing sense of dread. The federal government had taken the bait—Joshua's alleged corruption was about to make headlines. He could already imagine the accolades rolling in, the recognition for exposing a dangerous criminal. It was the break he'd been waiting for, the stepping stone to greater power.But then, just as everything seemed to be falling into place, his phone rang. Charlie's name flashed on the screen.“Charlie!” Calvin answered quickly, his voice light, expecting congratulations or, at the very least, an update that would confirm his suspicions. But the tone in Charlie’s voice was far from reassuring.“Calvin…” Charlie’s voice came through, strained and clipped. “The plan’s gone wrong. There’s no money. No bribes. It’s all thank-you letters.”Calvin froze, the words crashing into him like a freight train. “What? What do you mean, thank-you letters?”Charlie exhaled sharply. “The boxes,
Chapter 21
The room buzzed with anxiety. The air was thick with uncertainty, and Charlie could feel the pressure mounting on him. The prosecutors—his team—were no longer sure of what they were doing. What had started as a simple investigation into a corrupt businessman had spiraled into something much more confusing. Now, they were questioning everything.Joshua, the man they had believed was a criminal, was suddenly an enigma. The letters. The donations. The humanitarian efforts. None of it made sense. How could someone who had built schools, fed the hungry, and helped entire communities be the villain they had painted him to be?“I can’t believe this…” Mark muttered, flipping through yet another letter. “He’s given millions. How is this possible?”“We must have missed something,” Linda added, her voice tight with panic. “This… this doesn’t make sense.”Charlie stood at the head of the table, feeling the weight of their questioning stares. Their fear was palpable. It echoed in the silence that
Chapter 20
Charlie opened the envelope with a practiced flick, expecting the usual rush of victory that came with uncovering the truth. But instead, as the paper unfolded in his hands, a strange tension tightened around his chest. It wasn’t the evidence he had hoped for.It was a letter.The handwriting was childish, awkward, but the sentiment was clear. A thank-you note from a young boy, expressing gratitude to Joshua for building a new school, providing meals, and donating clothes. The boy spoke of how Joshua had changed his life. The words were simple but unsettling. This wasn’t the damning financial information he had expected. This was something far more irritating.Charlie stared at the letter, a sharp irritation building behind his eyes. He tossed it aside, more out of frustration than surprise. But then he picked up another envelope. The seal cracked open with a satisfying sound, but as soon as he read the contents, his stomach churned.Another letter. Another thank-you. This time, from
Chapter 19
The villa stood eerily silent, its vast rooms stripped bare of everything—furniture, decor, even the smallest of personal belongings. The only things left behind were the countless luggage cases, piled high like a sea of mystery. Every corner of the room seemed swallowed up by them.Charlie stared at the mountain of suitcases, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "This is it," he muttered to himself, his voice low and urgent. "This has to be it."The prosecutor beside him, a tall man with a hard face, shifted uneasily. "Do you think... do you think it’s all cash?" he asked, his tone betraying a hint of nervousness.Charlie nodded. "Hundred-dollar bills, stacks and stacks of them. We’ve finally got him. This is the smoking gun we’ve been looking for."The others in the room, including several high-ranking officials, murmured their agreement.A sense of triumph hung in the air. Charlie quickly took out his phone and dialed a number. "Get the bank team here, now. We need to count this. Eve
Chapter 18
Charlie stood in the office, staring at the bank statements in disbelief. His mind raced, but the numbers didn’t add up. How had Joshua managed to give away so much money—year after year—without anyone noticing? It was impossible to reconcile with the image of the man they’d always known. The amount of money he was sending to these families, the support for all these widows, it didn’t fit into the clean narrative Charlie had built around Joshua’s financial dealings.“This is...” Charlie trailed off, a sense of unease creeping into his voice. “This is more than just charity. Something’s wrong here.”Calvin, who had been sitting in a chair across from him, gripped the edge of the desk. He had always been a man of calculated moves, and this revelation shook him to his core. “I don’t get it. How could he afford this? How could he give away this much and not raise suspicions?”Charlie’s mind worked quickly, sifting through the pieces of the puzzle. The answer seemed clear now—Joshua had be
Chapter 17
Victor O’Brien stood by the window of the small prayer hall, staring out at the sun-drenched horizon. His mind was a storm of conflicting thoughts. The news of Joshua’s arrest had hit him like a slap in the face. The young man had left in such a hurry, but the words had stuck in Victor’s mind, gnawing at him.Joshua, the one man who had forced him to abandon his old, profitable ways—his illicit businesses, the quick money from the border's shadows. With Joshua gone, the path to returning to those practices had just opened up. In the harsh world of Texpanse, where survival often meant bending or breaking the rules, the temptation to go back to his old ways was strong.But something didn’t sit right.Victor had known Joshua for years. He wasn’t just some political pawn or corrupt officer. The man had genuine influence, and a man like Joshua didn’t just fall without a reason. The arrest could be a setup—a trap to test Joshua’s loyalty, a political game orchestrated by those in power. Vic
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