The Revengeful Lord Returns

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Silence erupted in the room. No sound was made. Just extreme stillness.

Amongst the inmates, a tall figure, having broad shoulders stood up from where he was sitting.

Kane Wade.

He was now in his early twenties. He had even developed a beard while in prison for close to a decade.

He stretched himself, parts of his body cracking with a soft but audible noise.

He looked at Williams, his expression unreadable. He waited.

Then he asked. “What did you just say?"

Williams swallowed. "After the incident that night, we pushed forward into the matter. After years of investigating the matter, we finally found an old hidden CCTV camera. It displayed everything. You only did what anyone could have done.”

A brief pause. "That's why we're here to set you free."

Kane's expression remained unreadable, but something darkened beneath his eyes. “Got accused and locked up for almost a decade without proper investigation and now you come to tell me I'm free and that I can now go. Just so casual?”

His fist tightened. “How about the years I spent here without my freedom?"

Williams’ throat went dry for a moment. He recovered. "That was a huge mess from our end. We apologize for that.”

Kane's expression didn't change. "An apology? You think that can do anything to erase what I went through?”

Silence hung over the place. Gaze at each other.

Then, "What evidence do you find?” Kane finally asked. “Who are those men? Who sent them?"

Just when Kane opened his mouth to reply, his phone started to ring.

His gaze shifted.

“Excuse me."

He brought out his phone.

The caller ID read ‘Darling’ with a love emoji attached to it.

He swiped it up and answered. “Hello—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a breaking voice rang into the speaker.

"Our son fainted at home. Rushed him to the hospital, but the doctor hasn't been able to identify what's wrong with him. But they tried all sorts of medications on him, but nothing seems to be working. He's dying. Rush down to the hospital now.”

The line cut.

Williams' heart jumped. His body trembled.

His grip around his phone loosened and it slipped off his hand, crashing onto the ground.

Bang!

His kneecaps buckled and he almost dropped to the ground.

"Sir?”

The two officers beside him quickly held him.

"What happened?”

"Are you okay?” They inquired, panicking.

They hadn't seen him this weak like this before.

However, Kane's expression was a sharp contrast.

He just stood there, crossed his arms over his chest, looking completely nonchalant.

He didn't bother to ask Williams what the matter was, nor did he even spare him a second look.

Just once. And then, he turned to walk back to where he was seated before now.

But—-

As Kane turned, about to walk away, Williams grabbed his feet from behind.

Kane halted and turned around. Irritation covered his face with disgust as he looked down on Hank.

A sigh escaped.

Williams crawled forward on his knees.

Everyone—both the junior officers and the other inmates— gasped, not believing what their eyes were witnessing.

A whole senior officer, kneeling before a murderer.

That has never been recorded anywhere.

“What?" Kane glared at him. “Why are you holding me back? Let me go."

He tried to yank his leg out of Hank's grip.

However, the latter tightened his grip even more.

“Ple….please, Kane,” Williams started, his voice breaking, “my wife just called. My only son is in the hospital. The doctor can't find what's wrong with him.”

He looked up. “And you're the only person who can cure it. Have seen you what you have been doing here. Please, help me, I don’t want to lose him.” A sniffle.

Kane's expression didn't soften. Instead, it hardened. “They killed my Dad, but what did you do? Throw me into juvenile detention. Then here."

A short pause. “Did you ever think about my feelings, my mental state then? How broken I was? Have you ever?" He questioned.

No answer.

Kane went on. “You were just so blinded by your duty that you didn't care. And now, you want me to help you?” He paused then added coldly. “Let your son die. I want you to feel how sweet it is to lose someone so dead to you.”

With that, he yanked his leg off Williams’ grip, turned and started to walk away.

But right there, Williams, completely shattered, wiped his eyes roughly.

He had just one chance left to get Kane or else his son would be gone. For good.

He summoned the courage to speak. "I have some information about your mother's murderers,” he uttered, voice firm. "I can give them to you.”

At that statement, the atmosphere of the room shifted.

Kane paused. He didn't need to move again.

This is a very vital piece of information that would lead him to those monsters who took his father's life that night.

He needs it. Way more than expected.

Because he seeks revenge.

He turned slowly, eyes on Williams. “What do you know?" He asked.