Chapter 105: A Suicider

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Chapter 105: A Suicider "Stop here, Jake," Athena ordered softly, tapping Jake’s shoulder. Her eyes took note, through the window, of the building before her still under construction. The building where she would meet a witness to Fiona’s schemes two nights ago. Hastily, she thanked her new driver and stepped out from the car. "Should I wait for you, ma’am? Or should I go ahead and pick the children?" Athena paused, then palmed her forehead. How could she have forgotten to email the school staff with Jake’s identity since he would be the children’s chauffeur? Now, he would have to wait here because if she let him go, he still wouldn’t be allowed to pick the children. "Wait here, Jake. I won’t take much of your time." Jake smiled thinly. "No need to apologize, ma’am. This is my job. You can take as much time as you want." Athena nodded her thanks and hurried into the building situated at the outskirts of town. When she stepped inside, she met three of her agents who led her to the room where the witness had been kept. Her mouth tweaked in amazement when she realized it was the waiter who had given her the poisonous drink. Oh well. Where had they found him? "Do you recognize him, Athena?" Athena immediately swerved, shocked to hear old Mr. Thorne’s voice, and even more shocked when she saw him sitting on a large chair, flanked by two bodyguards. "Mr. Thorne... what are you... doing here?" As she spoke, she looked around at the dusty place. "This place isn’t healthy for you, considering..." Mr. Thorne’s short laughter cut her off. "Always a doctor, eh..." He chuckled softly and shook his head. "I’m pleased by your concern for me, but I’m okay, Doctor. A little dust won’t hurt me. And I’m here because I promised to help." A pause. "Aiden gave me the necessary details I needed and helped me with some of his people, so it helped kickstart my work. Don’t you worry, I always keep my promises." Athena attempted to speak again, but the old man wouldn’t let her. He raised his hand, and she held in her words. "Worry not about me, Athena, we are not in the hospital at least. Right now, let’s focus on this wretched male here that infiltrated my room and my storage unit..." Athena furrowed her eyebrows. Storage unit? "Yes, I had the poison in my storage unit..." Mr. Thorne paused, crossing his legs. "You know how we rich people like collecting things, just for the fun of it..." Athena had it in mind to let the man know that poison was for anything but fun, yet she kept quiet. This wasn’t the time. "But it hasn’t been used in forever..." It has been used before? Who has he killed? "So, I’m surprised he knew that it was in there. I haven’t even seen him around. My head staff don’t remember hiring him either. It is safe to say that he is working for people outside my home, people with great attention to details." Fiona and the gang, Athena thought. The old man must have installed great security, great security that had been overthrown, to be bothered like this. "Has he said anything yet?" She asked, gesturing to the young man who had his head bowed. "We haven’t started with the questioning. We were waiting for you." Athena inhaled. "Thank you. Let’s get on with it. I have a place to be in the next ten minutes." The old man nodded and gestured to one of the agents. But before the agent in question could walk up to the guy in question, the male raised his head sharply, his eyes meeting with Athena. The stark coldness in his eyes troubled Athena greatly. She had seen that look before—one of psychosis, held by someone who had nothing to lose. "Be careful with him," She said to the agent. "There will be no need for that. I don’t plan on staying long," The strange male in his late twenties spoke, putting everyone on halt. "I was sent to be caught because I have a message to deliver to our beloved Doctor Athena." Athena remained calm, even though chills broke out down her spine and around her back. "Although I have to say that seeing Mr. Thorne here is a surprise. He wasn’t part of the equation, but it wouldn’t stop our mission though. We failed the last time, but we wouldn’t fail now." Athena’s team exchanged glances, knowing what this meant. The gang was back in play. "Get on with your message then," Old Mr. Thorne ordered, not one to be terrified or scared. "With all pleasure," The male said with a deathly smile. "Athena, the gang knows who you are. We did our research on you, the mere woman who escaped our clutches, and found out you were the target we missed out on the last two years, and last year. The boss says I should tell you we won’t miss again. We got eyes on you, your children, and your friend, and even your hospital. It turns out the one who hired us those years ago still wants you dead. So, killing you will be fulfilling the wish of more than one client." "And who is that?" Athena asked, managing to keep her voice steady. "Who ordered my death two years ago?" "Oh, that’s not part of what I’m supposed to share with you." Athena chuckled darkly and picked a knife from the tray on the table beside her. "Oh, there’s no need for that." The male said, amusement ringing in his voice. "Trust me. I’ve passed my message, and now I must go." The next second happened so quickly. Just when Athena realized what was about to go down, the male’s mouth started working, chewing on something, very speedily. "Get that thing out of his mouth!" Athena screamed thereafter, but it was too late. The male’s head has already slumped to his left side. Athena hurried over him, blanching when she perceived the drug. Instant death drug—there was no remedy to that. "Damn it!" She cursed, casting an angry look at the smile frozen on the male’s face, still blaring a taunt as he took his last breath.

Chapter 105: A Suicider

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