The Return of Adam Sanders

CHAPTER FIVE

You clearly are a fool. They say looks can be deceiving, but I fail to notice what in god's name must have had you deceived with this tattered and unkempt looking fool. Surely Sir, you are indeed a fool."

The taxi driver had yet to free Adam from his tight grasp, he felt utterly berated by the older lady but couldn't counter her, as she was right. He felt like a fool and vowed to take out his anger on the miscreant he was currently holding. 

From the corner of his eyes, the taxi driver watched as a shiny white sedan pulled up on the driveway, and the drinker honked at the gate. The windows were tinted, so no one had yet to see the occupant of the classy ride. 

Cecil on seeing the car was giddy inside, another person who hated the very sight of Adam had arrived, and she was sure that he'd happily join in the goading and tormenting of Adam, she watched as the gates slid open automatically, the car was moving in until it suddenly stopped and parked by Adam and the taxi man. 

As the car door opened from within, Cecil found herself smirking, her audience would sure have fun with this drama 

"Where is this useless security guard, how long will it take him to get the dogs released from their cage?" she wondered out loud while perusing the large compound for the whereabouts of the guard. 

At her declaration, she could see her onlookers exchange glances amongst themselves, some with a mix of curiosity while others had a look of anticipation on their faces. 

"What in the bloody fuck is going on here?" The occupant of the car furiously expressed, he was dressed splendidly in a grey suit that fitted his body frame, and he had dark shades on that covered his rage-filled eyes. 

 As he approached the duo, he finally caught sight of Adam and was taken aback but quickly covered it, he glanced at his mother with raised eyebrows and she, in turn, shrugged her shoulders in response 

"What do you two low lives want in front of our house? Can you not see that you've gathered a crowd, you're infringing on our privacy and you both could get sued for that!" 

The taxi driver hurriedly left the trousers he had been holding onto and fell to his knees

"Kind Sir, I'm sorry. I'm only just a poor taxi driver trying to make ends meet, going about his daily business. I was just unfortunate to come across this useless fellow." he threw Adam a disgusting look, as he went on pleading his case

"Please have mercy, Sir"

Adam watched in amazement as the man tried to hold on to the hem of Logan's trousers, Adam knew Logan had recognised him, but had chosen to ignore him choosing to insult him just like his mother. It wasn't really anything new for him, and he wasn't surprised or worried. He found himself wondering how Logan and his mother had come to such wealth, before his imprisonment, they hadn't been rich. Was it possible that the rumours he had heard in the prison were true? Adam shook his head in disbelief. 

Thwack

The sound of the slap reverberated through the air, 

Adam's reverie was cut short, as he lifted his palm to his face, gaping in horror at Logan, his mouth wide open in shock. 

"How dare you keep mute while I ask a question you fool? What right do you think you are to stare at me and not say a thing while I ask you a question" 

"He deserves that and more"

"Such a wretched-looking fellow"

"I wonder where he came from, disturbing the peace and quiet of our serene neighbourhood"

 Adam could hear the murmuring of the onlookers as he still held onto his cheeks. He gazed at Logan who had a look of triumph in his eyes. Adam swallowed his reply and pride as he replied Logan

"I'm sorry about that Sir, I didn't mean to be rude or ignore you" he replied a smirking Logan. Cecil, who had been watching the display, was filled with so much joy to see her son disgrace the useless son-in-law of hers. As far as she was concerned, he deserved all that and more. 

"That's right Son, show that bastard what you're made of. Having the guts to pull up in our house unannounced and start throwing demands" she called out to her son in pride. 

Logan, encouraged with his mother's words and praises, advanced towards Adam looking at him menacingly. 

"What exactly do you want here you scuffing looking man?" Logan whispered into Adam's ears as he jerked him up through his collar, holding him up in a chokehold manner. 

Adam struggled to catch his breath, as his windpipe felt like they were on fire. His face was turning into a darker shade of red, as bile rose up in his throat. His eyes popped out of their sockets as he wheezed. Satisfied with himself, Logan released his hold on Adam who promptly fell to the ground, struggling to regain himself. 

The crowd watched agape as Logan dealt and belittled Adam

"Just looking at him, all muscled up for nothing. He can't even fight back"

"Such a shame, maybe the muscles are just filled with air."

"How can such a macho-looking man, though looking tattered, be easily defeated by this man who he's clearly bigger than, both in height and stature? I'm perplexed I must confess" 

Logan smiled to himself as he overheard the comments from the onlookers. Crouching to his level, Logan lifted Adam's chin and bored his eyes at him

"I won't be repeating myself again, what is it that you want here?" he whisper shouted at him

Though Adam stood at a good 6"6 feet, and towered over Logan's 6"1 frame, he didn't want to fight back and hurt Logan in the process, he still considered him as family, and he knew that neither Louisa nor Ariel would be pleased with him if he did beat the only male figure present in their lives during his absence. 

Feeling utterly crushed but refusing to let on, Adam replied in a stoic manner 

"I came here for my wife and child. I came here for Louisa and Ariel. I believe I have that right, to my child and my wife." 

"Well, they aren't here as you can certainly see" Logan responded. 

"Where are they then? I demand to see and know the whereabouts of my family!"

Logan threw his head backwards as he snickered on, shaking his head at Adam he stood to his feet and he replied in a sarcastic tone

"Wouldn't you like to know?"