2025-02-18 22:49:24Now 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.
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Chapter 552: Arrival at the Cemetery.
The morning sun cast long shadows across the manicured grounds of the National Cemetery, its golden light filtering through ancient oak trees that stood like silent sentinels over countless graves. The air carried that peculiar quality of enforced reverence that all burial grounds seemed to possess...a hushed stillness that felt almost sacred, broken only by the distant sound of cars arriving and the muted conversations of early mourners gathering for a service that would honor one of their own.General Carl Gerald sat in the passenger seat of the armored SUV, his hands resting on his knees, his tactical uniform immaculate despite the sleepless night and the emotional turbulence of the past forty-eight hours. The fabric was crisp, the insignia polished, the image of perfect military bearing. But inside, beneath the carefully constructed exterior of professional composure, he felt like he was being torn apart by competing obligations and crushing guilt.He had left Sara at the hospit
Chapter 551:
"I'm ordering a comprehensive drug level analysis," he explained as he worked. "We'll measure the exact concentration of every medication in Sara's system...the physostigmine, the metoprolol, the pain medications, everything. If Doctor Wade administered dosages outside the therapeutic range, we'll detect it.""How quickly can we get results?" General Gerald asked."I'm marking this as a critical priority," Anderson said. "The lab will process it immediately. Fifteen to twenty minutes for preliminary results, maybe thirty for the complete panel."Sara looked between her brother and the doctor, fear evident in her pale face. "Carl, am I... am I going to be okay? Did those fake doctors poison me again?"General Gerald squeezed her hand gently. "We don't know yet. But Doctor Anderson is running every test possible to make sure. And if they did administer something harmful, we'll counteract it before it can do serious damage.""I'm scared," Sara admitted, her voice small and vulnerable in
Chapter 550:
Her phone buzzed with a text from Phineas: "TRACKING KEYCARD USED TO ACCESS STAIRWELL. BELONGS TO MAINTENANCE SUPERVISOR ROBERT JENKINS WHO IS CURRENTLY ON VACATION. CARD WAS REPORTED MISSING TWO WEEKS AGO."Two weeks ago. Right around the time when planning for attacks on the Elite Division would have been intensifying.Debra headed for the parking structure entrance, moving fast but trying not to create panic among the civilians in the hospital. As she approached the entrance, she saw General Gerald's vehicle screech to a halt at the security barrier.General Gerald and Phineas emerged from the vehicle at a run, both armed, both moving with the practiced efficiency of experienced operators."Status?" General Gerald demanded as he reached Debra."Lost visual when they entered the service stairwell," Debra reported. "They're either still in the building or they've reached the parking levels and are attempting to flee.""Phineas, security lockdown," General Gerald ordered."Already imp
Chapter 549:
"He was," Debra Zachs confirmed. "But he almost wasn't, because the witness was so scared she was considering backing out. The prosecutors were getting worried, thinking they might lose their key testimony. And then Juliet spent an entire evening just talking to this young woman. Not interrogating her, not pressuring her...just talking. Listening to her fears, sharing some of her own experiences, helping her understand that doing the right thing was worth the fear.""Juliet had a gift for connecting with people," General Gerald said."She did," Debra Zachs agreed. "And that witness ended up testifying, and the councilman was convicted, and corruption in that city government was significantly reduced. All because Juliet took the time to show compassion to someone who was scared and alone."She took another shaky breath, the memories pouring through her now like a flood she could no longer contain."I remember after the cemetery attack, after Juliet had been shot, when we were all waiti
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"No," General Gerald interrupted. "Sara is my priority. Nothing...not duty, not honor, not strategy...nothing takes precedence over protecting my sister. If I have to miss Juliet's funeral to ensure Sara's safety, that's what I'll do. Juliet would understand. She died protecting people. She'd want me to protect Sara."The raw emotion in his voice struck Debra Zachs deeply. She'd worked with General Gerald for years, had seen him in combat, in crisis, in moments of triumph and tragedy. But she'd rarely heard such naked vulnerability, such absolute prioritization of personal connection over professional obligation."Debra, are you still there?" General Gerald asked when she didn't immediately respond."Yes, sir," she said, her own voice thick with emotion. "I'm here.""Then listen to me," General Gerald said more gently. "I trust you. I trust your instincts, your training, your dedication. You've been Sara's shield for the past hours when I couldn't be there. You've kept her safe, kept
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"The imposter systematically compromised five different witnesses," Phineas said. "She fed their locations and new identities to the criminal organizations they were testifying against. Three of those witnesses were killed before we realized what was happening. The other two barely survived assassination attempts.""My God," Debra Zachs whispered."We only caught the imposter because she made a tiny mistake," Phineas continued. "She referenced a childhood memory that the real Sarah Morrison should have had, but got a detail wrong...the color of a bicycle she'd supposedly owned. One of Morrison's longtime colleagues noticed the discrepancy, thought it was odd, and mentioned it to security. That single observation led to a full investigation that uncovered the entire operation."General Gerald's voice cut in again. "Phineas is telling you this because I want you to understand something crucial, Debra. These kinds of sophisticated infiltrations are rare, but they happen. And when they h
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