Chapter 85 Offer 2

It was just two days ago when I found out the current two most active women in my life were working to sabotage me, yet for me it felt like it had been a month. It probably had to do with how fast I had moved on from the disaster though. From being at the mercy of the two women, I had shot them, interrogated and distanced myself from them and was now in a totally new city making contact with completely new faces and personalities. In my previous life if I had only just entered the private jet it would have been a story I would be telling my family and friends for generations but now it was just a small part of a bigger and still ongoing story. Though the last days had been filled with a lot of bad news, one good thing that I had to say is I was lucky to find was deepsnake. I didn't know his real name and I didn't ask him for it. I had been stumbling around the web trying to dig out dark sites since the dark world was still in its infancy and yet to be created. Stretched for time, after about 30 minutes with no leads, I had been about to get up and go hire a gang when I saw deepsnake's contact in a bland ad that said he offered information. When I had first contacted him, I thought he was some small-time hacker scrounging for money, but the amount of files he had provided for me on Jane and Grace had left me internally praising him and paying $3000, $1000 more than our agreed. I hadn't been happy when he charged me $5000 but the results, he had given me had thoroughly impressed me while those on Denise Harther had slightly scared me. When deepsnake had complained that it was FBI-level info, he hadn't just been making noise, the document he had sent me was not something that the public or even the police could access. I watched as Denise kicked Nadia out, telling her secretary that no one was to disturb her and then focused on me. "What do you know about my nightmares." Looking at Denise's deep dark eyes and the several grey hairs stuck on her face, I silently took a deep breath because I knew that right now might be my one time to get the woman's trust. "I'm not here to threaten you, in a way I'm sort of desperate because, for the people I'm dealing with and the ones I will be dealing with, I need a person of your means by my side." "You still haven't answered my question." "The Richards case, though you kept your involvement with it a secret, it was personal to you, very personal. So much so that you drank yourself into a coma after you lost it. Since that day you've been having nightmares, dreams of what those killers did to the family, it's been..." "What did the killers do" Denise suddenly interrupted me, her eyes narrowed. "In your dreams, 4 mask men attack a family while at home, they rape both the mother and daughter in front of the family before then proceeding to kill everyone except the son and the father. The men didn't steal any cash or Jewellery, they only came to destroy a family and eliminate a witness." Testament to the woman she was, other than a sigh, Denise remained unaffected by the story I had just said and it got me wondering if perhaps what she had told her therapist was at all true. "That information is quite top secret how did you get it." "I have my ways" "Well then just use these ways of yours to get another lawyer. These nightmares are a thing of the past I got over them about 5 years ago, I don't need any help." "It's good that you don't need my help, but that doesn't change the fact that the guilty party is out there walking the streets after committing such a heinous act." "I took the case to the court and lost it, Harry and his friends are innocent" "Is that what you believe or is that what the court believes." "Where are you going with this, do you have new evidence for this case" Though she tried to keep it at bay when Denie asked this question, she had hope in her eyes but I shut it down. "Nope." "Then why are you here bringing it up" "Because I can help you, I can provide you with the resources you need to take down Harry and put him behind bars." Denise went silent seeming to consider what I had just said, and then she burst out laughing. "Please don't tell me you're talking about your money, if you were able to get this much info on my past then you must know how much debt I am in just because of my insistent pursuit of this case, can you pay that back." "You're 60 million dollars in debt. I'll help you pay off your debt and inject you with an initial funding of 10 million to reopen the case. I'll even help you get back your firm." Denise paused at my words her eyes containing a melancholy and vulnerability one would never expect from a strong-faced woman like her and then she shook her head. "You young people, you always speak like just imagining something will make it come to past," Denise said. "I like to call it youthful exuberance," I said my voice low and hitting a frequency that made Denise focus on me and exposing the age of my soul through my eyes, I reached out and grasped her hand. "There used to be a time you had it burning in you, the Falarash case, the Mintons class action, the Philemons case all the way in Europe. You showed a ton load of energy when you took them on and claimed victory. You were unstoppable." "That was in the past, I'm old Marcus, how long more time do you think I have to push for the Richard's case something only I believe in? I appreciate your appreciation for my talents and high evaluation of them despite the many years that have passed, but will you keep pushing for this case when I die." "So little trust in me" I joked, but while Denise let out a smile it quickly faded as she shook her head. "Even if I believe in you Marcus, it takes more than just money to fight that case, it takes something much more powerful" "How powerful" "There are things not even you can fathom in this world, Marcus. You have reached one of the thresholds of the word quite abruptly, I am going to advise you to keep your head low and be satisfied with where you are because above is only misery." "Hmm, now you sound like a loser." "Losers are the ones who have seen the harsh truth of reality" "Well, I'm a winner, what does that make me" "An ignorant fool" After saying this, whatever solemness that had filled Denise rapidly began leaving her but as she moved to pull her hand from mine, I tightened my grasp on it. 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