The Wrath of Carl Gerald

Chapter Five

Now staring at the door of the mogue slowly closing, Carl Gerald was left alone, he was totally consumed by anger.

His wife's and Sebastian Tyler's cruelty, arrogance and humiliation had pushed to the edge of it all.

“I will make sure she pays!”

“Not only her but her new lover boy, Sebastian Tyler, he too will pay dearly for those disdainful words he used against me!”

Carl Gerald's voice was a bit above whispers, he was clearly muttering to himself.

He vowed silently to make they all pay and regret the humiliation they inflicted upon him.

Just as he was about to head towards the door, the door was immediately heaved open and an outstandingly gorgeous lady walked into the morgue immediately.

She wasn't alone as she was accompanied by seven security details, all dressed in black suits with black military grade dark shades to match their black suits.

Debra Zach was the lady's name, she wore a red daring suit which matched her fair complexion and complemented the red fiery lipstick on lips.

Her aura was commanding and intimidating, her red suit made her stand out completely from her security guards.

Slowly she walked towards Carl Gerald who had just stopped to see what really was going on.

“General Carl! I have been searching the whole globe for you!”

Debra Zach said her voice was laced with a mixture of exhilaration and happiness as she raced towards Carl Gerald and bowed before him immediately, as did her security guards.

“General Carl, I and the team have been searching everywhere for you!”

“The last time we heard from you, you were last seen at the western pole and before we could get there, you where gone!”

“General Carl, it's been five years since we last saw you…it feels so go to finally meet you again.”

Debra Zach said as she slowly raised her head and noticed something strange.

Carl Gerald had bewilderment, anxiety and curiosity reeking all over his face.

“General Carl…what is it, don't matter you remember…”

“Hey lady, please cut the crap, I know you are working with my wife, Tiffany Raymond and probably for the other animal, Sebastian Tyler.”

“Those two animals sent you here to rub it in my face, didn't they?!”

“We'll go and tell them that they are such shameless losers and that are definitely going to pay for this very humiliation and disrespect!”

“Stand up and leave now and take your show security guards out of here!”

Carl Gerald's voice was laced with a mixture of anger and determination.

Just as he made his way to walk out the door, Debra Zach immediately held his hand, “General Carl!”

“General Carl…What really happened to you?…Do you mean to tell me that you don't remember who I am?”

Debra Zach's voice was laced with a mixture of confusion and bewilderment as she stared at Carl Gerald.

“Miss, I'm really having a bad day and I would prefer if you could just pack up this little show you were paid to put up here…and go home!”

“Miss I don't know who or what you are talking about!”

Carl Gerald's voice was now laced with a mixture of confusion and anger as he now felt embarrassed by the whole event.

Immediately it dawned on her that Carl Gerald must have lost memories of who he truly was.

Debra Zach's initial joy slowly gave way to shock as she noticed the coldness and doubt reeking all over him.

“General Carl, it may…it may seem that you might have lost…lost your memories!”

“Lost my memories?!”

“What the heck are you yapping about Miss?!”

Carl Gerald asked angrily, his fist immediately clenched in vexation as he stared at the beautiful lady in front of him with bewilderment and curiosity.

“General Carl, you really can't remember who you are!”

“General Carl…”

“Can you stop calling me by that name, I'm no General, I'm just a poor husband who just got divorced!”

Carl Gerald said as he slowly bent his head towards the ground, tears threatened to well down his eyes but he slowly sniffed it up.

Debra Zach immediately walked over to him slowly and offered him a black handkerchief with a golden emblem clearly showing S.W.E.D.

“Grand Carl, you are not a poor husband, you are the General in charge of the Sea Wolves Elite Division, the most powerful and dreaded secretive organisation across the globe.”

“Precisely on the 21st of October, 2020 we lost contact with you!”

“You and your team from the Elite Division were ambushed during a classified mission, since then we have been trying to reach out to you but all to no avail!”

“My signature thermal scanner just picked up your heat signature some moments ago while we were on an undercover mission here in Northcliff city.”

“General Carl, sadly and your men were killed in the ambush, we recovered all of their bodies except yours.”

“Our Intel holds that an IED explosion had exploded the 11 All terrain vehicles (ATVs) on your way to the mission after the team's electronic warfare system jammed and failed mysteriously.”

“I'm really sorry General Carl, there was nothing we could do to save your team, sadly only you survived that holocaust.”

Debra Zach's voice laced with a mix of remorse, regret, humility and sorrows as she stared at General Carl.

Carl Gerald was stunned, his eyebrows furrowed in a mix of bewilderment and curiosity.

“How is all this possible?”

“I can't remember any of these things!”

Carl Gerald asked as he gazed at the black handkerchief in his hand.

Confusion and bewilderment obviously spelled all over his face.