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Chapter 48: The Art or the price
Author: Emmy write
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King rushed downstairs to check what caused such noise and was frightened by the scene his eyes saw.

He was very over it that he almost collapsed. This was not his first time being in a scene like this, but he knew better than to get his hands this dirty again

He wondered how this kind of thing could happen even after all the security measures he put in place. King turned away from the scenes and took a deep breath 

He knew that this was an attack from the people who hated him, and he knew just how to handle them. He asked the compere to announce to everyone that everything was fine and it was just a mistake that happened between the staff 

The compere was still in a state of shock as everything happened right before his eyes, the fall and the landing of the body were all very new world to him 

King walked up to him and slapped him 

“Get a fucking hold of your self and give the announcement or you are going to serve lifetime imprisonment for murder, do you get me !” King said firmly to the compere 

The compere knew that King was saving his life and career because he was the only witness there and could be easily blamed for the murder, so he drank a bottle of water and cleared his throat and gave the announcement as instructed by king then kind had to call in the cleaners to help him move the body and also keep the place tidy.

The cleaners were a special kind of people who cleaned up dead bodies for him while he was still in the underworld business but now he had cleaned up himself and transformed what was an illegal black market to a high end action fortune.

And he was not going to allow anyone to spoil all his hard work over the years.

“Yes! A dead body was found on his floor but who was it? What was the person killed? Who killed the person?” Kings thought to himself and he tried to identify the person but the face had been disfigured due to the high fall so he could only take guesses which were not good enough.

The cleaners soon came back to clean the blood stain and he called in his private investigator to check where the body came from and how it landed on his floor.

King also instructed the compere to get ready to host the auction as it was about to start in the next 10 minutes.

“Mr king this was a staged accident and from what I can deduce, the victim is a female and she was killed before thrown down so that you won't be able to recognize her, she seemed rich as she wore luxurious jewellery but not wealthy” the private investigator tried to explain the crime scene to King who was still puzzled at who could have committed such an offence with such audacity his house.

The cleaners finished cleaning everywhere, and it was as spotless as it was in the beginning, and he thanked them and gave them a gift to show how much he valued them for showing up at such short notice.

The private investigator also assured Mr King that he would give him feedback by the end of the night.

The auction started at exactly 10 minutes as stated by Mr King, and the programme went as usual as Mr King had planned, and it was as though no murder had happened before the auction had started.

The private investigator made sure not to be seen by any guests as he moved on with his investigation.

“It's time to Rumble!!!” The compere said as he officially announced the auction open.

“Bring out your bid boards and your chequebooks, as it is time to add value to your money.” The compere said, and the audience cheered on.

“Exhibit 1: This is a lost emerald necklace worn by the Goddess of Egypt as a gift from her lover from France. This necklace was found in the ruins of the pyramids by archaeologists, so the bid is starting at $1 Million.” The compere said, and all the elites started raising their cards up to bid

Earlier,

During the 10 minutes wait before the auction started, John heard the crash of the shattered glass but didn't follow King as he rushed outside, but waited for his cue.

After some moments of waiting for King's queue, John decided to check on the situation downstairs and as he opened the door to look outside, the sight he saw traumatised him.

He saw blood dripping from a table where a body lay while being wheeled away by someone who looks like a janitor.

The thought in his mind were “who was that? and why kill in such a public space.”

The thoughts kept running in John's head until he felt a warm touch on his skin and he jerked.

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