Chapter 8 Not useful

TITLE: NOT USEFUL

"It's nice to finally meet you Mr__"

"Langston please, can i see the gem? It belonged to a friend of mine and he's currently dead." Brandon said, walking with the bank manager.

"It's saved in Ariana Griffith name." He replied as Brandon smiled. Even after divorce she refused to drop the name? He thought, shaking his head.

"Is it up for sale?" He asked as they walked into the managers office. "She's planning to put it up for auction,she said it's of no value to her anymore and it reminds her of something terrible,I heard she had a sour relationship with her ex husband."

"A sour relationship? Why?" He asked.

"He was abusive,she couldn't take it anymore so she had to sue him and of course he was a thief."

"Was there evidences concerning these allegations? I mean he could have been innocent." He said as his throat worked. "There were evidences, like his signature assigning fraudulent amount to his__"

"That'll be all for today,I'd love to bid for the gem,it looks valuable." He said, staring at art work on the wall.

"Good,I'll let her know."

"No,i want it to be a surprise, I'll let her know myself." As he walked out of the bank and towards his car, he took his phone from his pocket.

"Run the deal tonight." He smiled wickedly, got into his car and took one final look at the bank before zooming off. Slowly they'll lose all their assets and he'll have it all.

He couldn't wait to see the look of anguish on their faces,the look of failure,or betrayal when they finally learn who he is but for now,it's a leverage for them.

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Josh's call came in as he walked into the huge building. "Yeah, what do you have for me?"

"I'm currently at Baron Cohen property and the Baron passed away some months back, Billy is currently the drug lord." Brandon nodded, smiling.

"Make sure he comes down to the united states, destroy one of his properties then set a meeting with him, introduce me as a potential client,a man with a lot of money. Do not test my patience." He ended the call and thought of calling Miranda but she had the day off with her sister and he wasn't going to ruin it.

"Can I get you something?" The receptionist asked as soon as he walked into the building. "Just coffee and i think i do need a secretary, create an application date and time, Miranda will run the interview.

"Mr Langston, you're here." Fred said, walking up to him with a young lady following behind.

"Hi, I'm Monica,the company's advertisment rep." She said, offering him her hand which he took.

"You weren't at the meeting,the one I had with the workers,where were you?"

"I had an errand to run for the company,Mr Fred was aware."

"Mr Fred,the next time it happens, you'll lose your position and you," he paused.

"Will lose your job." He said and walked into the elevator.

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"Why don't you have pictures of mom?" Macy asked as they sat facing each other, licking ice creams.

"You wouldn't know her even if i had tons of pictures here, I'm here right?" A message popped into her phone as Macy frowned.

It read "The gem will go missing tonight." It was from Brandon.

"We're leaving right?" Macy asked, frowning.

"Of course not,i made a promise to you and I don't plan on going back on my words."

"I wanna see something she owned before her death, something__"

"Quit asking Macy, stop it, you don't know a thing about her and I'd suggest you leave it at that, you don't wanna hurt yourself,do you?"

Macy looked away, stabbing the ice cream with her spoon. "You successfully ruined the girls hangout,can we go home now?" Macy asked, rolling her eyes.

"I'm protecting you, I'm doing my best to make sure you're safe but you won't understand, you're too young to understand."

"Did you just call an eighteen years old too young?" Macy asked standing on her feet. "Yes I did, a thirty years old told you you're too young,is it hard to swallow?" Miranda asked.

"Quit calling me a baby, too young and so on,you were basically my age when you took me in, you took good care of me so why are you treating me like this? Tell me!"

"You won't be able to withstand whatever happened years back,I stand my ground, you won't hear a word about this from me."

As they sat in the cab, neither of them spoke to each other. Miranda had her eyes fixed on her phone, typing and receiving calls.

"Take her to the address on this paper, Macy I'll be back late, do not wait up for me." She got out of the cab and waited till it moved before waving another cab down.

"Take me to JAN bank."

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"Where are you Brandon? I just got to the destination and it looks void." Miranda said, looking around. Only the security lights illuminated the place.

"I'm right here." She turned around and brought her phone down.

"What do you think? Are you sure about this?" She asked, watching as their van pulled out of the bank. A dark man in an all black walked up to them, holding a bag.

"It's in here, we'll take it to the warehouse just like you instructed."

"Good,you did a clean job right?" He asked.

"Yes boss." As he walked away, Brandon dipped his hands inside his pocket and turned to face Miranda.

"I heard some nasty things about me from the bank manager, I must be a really terrible person." He said, chuckling.

"According to him, Ariana doesn't value the gem anymore,I guess she's made a lot of money from exhibiting it at fun fare and some art and treasure exhibition."

"She's ridiculous, just like her father."

"Let's see how her reaction would be since she cares less about it."

"Macy wants a picture of our mom,I cannot open that wound again, watching the woman I love so much die in my arms with my little sister wrapped in blood, it's too much Jason, it's too much." Her body shook as she spoke.

"It's difficult i know,we just have to take her mind off it, send her on a vacation or something."

"And when she returns?"

"We should be almost at the end of our revenge."

She sighed and looked into his eyes. "I'm glad she'll be resuming by next week, it'll give me some time to cool off my head before she returns from school."

"Let's get out of here."

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Josh walked into the busy bar, his eyes searching for his target until it landed on him. He pushed himself amongst the crowd,his eyes solely on the huge guy in front.

"Hey can i have a word with your boss?" He asked, passing some wads of cash on the table.

"Sure, ten minutes,this way."

His eyes scrutinized the place as he was led into the inner room. "Search him." The bigger guy said, sitting on his chair.

They pulled out Josh's guns and placed them on the floor before standing at their positions.

"Why are you here? What do you want?"

"Baron Cohen." He noticed the tension rise in the room. "He's dead, show him out__"

"I know,I'm not here for him, Billy his son." The bigger guy sat back, puffing his cigarette.

"What do you know about Billy? He isn't called that anymore, it's Inferno now." Josh sighed.

"I need to destroy his property, something in the US,I want it done this night." He said and the bigger guy chuckled.

"Are you trying to use I and my guys?"

"That's not it, with my help, you'll have him begging at your feet but without me you won't get to him."

"What do you mean." The bigger guy asked.

"He has a huge warehouse for just drugs, it houses a lot of drugs,if i show you the location, you and your guys have to take it down,burn it,rob it I don't care but I promise you one thing, he'll come running to the US and you can finally have your way with him, you've been searching for him for three years."

"Why should i believe you?"

"Because the life of my family is at stake, I'd do anything to protect them, anything at all."

"Deal! You have my word. Get the guys we leave immediately."

"Good." As they walked out, Josh smiled. His family will be safe once again without any threat to their lives.