The Power of the Eminence grise

CHAPTER SEVEN; The Eccentric Stranger

Ms. Blanche and her team immediately saluted Idris and this, left Amelia speechless. She was jaw dropped. She couldn't believe her eyes.

Hot beads of sweat formed on her forehead, her breath rapid and her jaw muscle tightened. It was much to swallow at once.

"Why're you guys saluting him when you should be giving him the beat of his life. He kidnapped me." she sweeps her palms inside her dark hair in frustration. "Have everyone gone nuts?" She yammered, near tears.

Ms. Blanche turned to her, though confused tried to calm her down,"I think there is a misunderstanding somewhere.."

"I don't care, just kill him already!" She ordered, fuming, not minding attracting the attention of passerbys.

"Ok, that's enough. Get her into the car, we have a long journey ahead of us." Idris ordered, finally breaking his silence. He initially found it amusing but it seems to be getting out of hand.

He had planned out everything from the very beginning. Getting the manager, a loyal friend or perhaps, a subordinate to shut down a six star hotel for him.

In the hotel room, he had informed the Pierce about their location to pick them up by morning. Also, having Amelia on chain through out the night was some sort of punishment for being reckless and stubborn

They obeyed but Amelia resisted. Idris gently stroked his palm around her nape and she blacked out, unconcious. He carried her into the car and sat beside her.

It was a smooth ride in general especially since Amelia was unconscious until now. She was still nursing pain around her nape when Idris' voice emerged "Nice timing my friend" He then signalled one of the men to help her out.

"Heyyy, don't touch me, you useless piece of shit." She cussed, her lips dripping venom as one of the men tried to help her out. She then, slowly helped herself out. "You guys watched him treat your boss like a piece of crap and yet did nothing. Are you guys under his spell or something."

"Calm down my lady, he save..." Ms. Blanche tried to placate her.

"Don't" she raises her hand in the air, hushing her. "It is unlike you to disappoint Ms. Blanche but you did. Am going to head inside and tell Mr Lane to sack everyone of you." She threatened, climbing the steps in a haste to meet Mr Lane. Inside the mansion, she was immediately relieved on sighting him.

"My lady, only Heaven knows how glad I'm to see you hale and healthy." Mr Lane said with a singsong voice

"I beg to defer Mr. Lane. We have an imposter in our midst and Ms. Blanche and her team have blatantly refused to do a thing about it."

Mr Lane chuckled on trailing her finger which was pointed at Idris.

"You have certainly misunderstood the whole situation. This is Mr Vader, I believe you have met him before while you're still a kid. That's before you left to stay with your grandparents. Regardless I believe your father must have mentioned his name in high esteem to you."

This revelation from Mr Lane appeared to have effect on her instantly for she couldn't take her eyes away from him, probabaly trying to connect the dots. "You're mister Vader?"

Idris only feigned a grin as he relaxes himself on a wall. Amelia may not recall him but she won't deny having heard his name from her father countless time whenever he visted her in her grandparents place.. He was fond of him and did held him in high esteem.

"That means he is working for me, right?" She asked, returning her gaze towards Mr Lane.

"No, no, not in that way ..." Mr Lane stopped, then signalled the guards to leave except Ms. Blanche who stood behind.

"You see my dear, Mr Vader here is family, yes he works for this family but..."

"Assign him as my personal guard then" Amelia interupted, eagerness and authority rooted in her voice.

Mr Lane chuckled softly, "No, he dosen't take command from anyone, not even your father when he was alive, as a matter of fact, you will be taking command from him.

He will be your guardian from now. He teach you everything you need to know about the world and if certainly you want to be like your father, you must endeavour to obey him. Goodluck with that my dear." Mr Lane completed but not without shooting a knowing glance, full of appreciation towards Idris.

"No! No! No!, You don't get to me treat me like this you old cow. Am a Pierce you asshole. You don't get to tell me what to do!" Amelia ranted in anger but Mr Lane was long gone and wouldn't have bothered anyway.

It is only a stranger to the house will be shocked by her remarks and attitude. That was typical Amelia on a regular day.

She had hoped to make Idris' life miserable. She really didn't expect the twist to be this fast and torrid.

"You're grounded until futher notice, my friend."

"What!"

Idris turned to Ms. Blanche, "I need five men outside her door at all time. Her food and anything she want shall be brought to her room until I decide otherwise and most importantly, on no account should anyone visist her." Idris completed and left while Amelia was left to heap curses on him.

JULIOUS KANE'S SPACE IN LANOR

"Mmmh! Mmmh!" Lord Kane moaned out of pleasure.

"Mmmh! Ahh! Damn it! You bitches are soo tight" He grunts, pulling his hair back in an intense manner.

"Ahh! Hnnnngh! hehe! You're the best daddy ever." One of the girls giggled.

"Hahaha! I like that. Keep calling me that." Kane moans in between words as he goes back and forth between their thighs.

Lord Kane raised his head to the roof with his eyes closed while he kept moving back and forth. He certainly was having the best time of his life.

"My Lord! My Lord!! My Lord!!!" A tough looking guy brushed in uninvited, well, not like the door weren't open earlier.

"What's it, Knox? What's so important that you can't wait?" Lord Kane asked without even sparing him a glance. They were too engrossed to mind or give a damn about the intrusion.

"Am sorry my Lord but you must hear this right now." Knox gasped, panting.

"Go ahead then, but, let it be worth it, Knox." He warned still busy in his act while moans filled the air.

Knox was silent, he was confused, battling whether to give away the news right there. He had hoped that Lord Kane would end the show and hear him out.

Noticing the silence, Mr Kane turned towards him, "What? wait, do you expect me to stop what am doing and listen to you?" He fumed.

"Am sorry boss but your son is dead."

"What?" Lord Kane asked, not sure of what he heard.

"Your son is dead, sir. He was killed yesterday night at a party."

"What!" Lord Kane jumped from the bed and grabbed Knox by his scruff while the girls rushed for the sheets as if they weren't naked earlier.

"pl.ea..se bos..s" He tightened his grip before releasing him. Knox felled to the floor grasping for air.

Lord Kane staggered and reached out for a liquor from the table and gulp the content in a single take.

"Who did it? Who dared? Who dared to lay his filthy hands on my son, my only son!" He roared, causing everyone to quiver in fear.

"We don't have his name, boss but a witness have claimed to know his face." Knox replied, fidgeting inside.

Lord Kane held his head in disbelief. He couldn't believe his ears. "We know nothing of this pathetic loser except for some witness who claim to know his face, not his name, not his address, but his goddamned face!"

Knox was mute at this point, he didn't dare speak.

"Gather your men, many of them and find this man and get him here alive." He ordered, calming down a bit.

"Ok boss" Knox replied and stood up to leave but was stopped mid-way into his track.

"You have until tomorrow, Knox. You have until tomorrow to avenge my son!" He warned.

Knox left the room and appeared in a place were group of drug addicts, murderers, criminals and ex-convicts were stretching muscles, cracking joints and fists.

Knox walked past them without saying a word and they followed him.