Chapter 140: Chapter 140

The two thugs were very diligent with what they had set their mind on. After Ava had left in the plush car the day before, they just made themselves at ’home’ by the side alley of her building.

’She’ll definitely return! No need to fret!’

However, they had not expected her to stay the night out. Ava’s neighbourhood was not one that was considered necessarily ’safe’, but the two still stood out with their intimidating looks and the fact that they made no secret of the fact that they were waiting for someone for not-so-good reasons.

People were scared out of their wits!

However, one of the thugs was not a 100% on board.

"Do you really think that she has a hand in the big boss’s issue?"

"Stop being a prissy!" His counterpart snapped at him. He almost transferred all the hate and hostility in him to his friend.

"Whatever the case, she has to pay because her brother is nowhere to be found, but he was kind enough to send us the message of where she lives now! He’s such a prick himself but it just makes my work easier, so who am I to judge him?

"Hold it! Hold it! I think she is the one who just got down from that taxi. What a slut! She is back from spreading her pussy for some random guy with money...."

A gleam lit up his eye as he started salivating. His eyes followed the nearly enticing swings of her waist and bum.

His friend held his peace. He had been about to ask of the boss’s son but then, when his partner was in such a mode, nothing got into his head.

He was the cautious one out of the two, and he still could not shake their boss’ warning about this girl, especially when their main Big boss had been arrested. They were told to stay low but not bull-headed by him. He just preferred to call his partner ’bull-headed’, as that was exactly how he acted.

Before the saner thug, Level-headed, could react, Bull-headed was already out of the opposite alley they had been and following the girl into her building. Level-headed shook his head but followed swiftly.

They took the stairs two at a time and got to her just as she entered.

Bull-headed shoved her into the room and Level-headed followed closely. He looked outside the hallway after them, making sure that no one had seen them and then, closed the door behind them.

Ava screamed out and shut her mouth tightly upon seeing the Swiss knife the man pointed at her.

"We meet again, sweetheart."

The man sneered, with tiny bouts of saliva visible around his mouth. He licked his mouth, and Ava gaged. There was no doubt how intimidating he was, but...

"W-hat d-o you want?" Ava asked warily as she backed up and towards the wall of her room. Her eyes darted around, trying to look for anything that she could use in her defence, but her heart sunk as a helplessness set in.

She gulped, knowing perfectly well that whatever she had done the last time would not work against them again.

"How d-id you find me?"

"Why ask the obvious? You have debts that you have to pay. You harmed two of us, and your brother owes us. It’s a simple as that..."

One progressed towards her, and he did not have to walk much as the room was very small to begin with. With only two steps, he arrived in front of her while the other leaned against the door as if he was enjoying the scenery.

Ava had run out of all options as the man reached out his hand and held her neck, not too tight and not too loose either.

Once again, Ava nearly gagged, from the foul scent from the man.

He leaned against her, pushing her against the wall. He nudged her legs apart and stationed his left leg firmly between them. Bull-headed went ahead and licked her face from her chin, around her cheeks to her forehead.

"You smell so good and I am sure you wouldn’t mind sharing that delicious pussy you are hiding after giving it to that man who came for you yesterday?"

Ava whimpered, a sense of helplessness settling over her. She could not move, and in that proximity, he was too big and bulky for her to do anything.

She blinked, and warm tears ran down freely.

"Stop it! Please! I will get the money! I wil-"

"Hahaaahhahaaaa, she said please? I didn’t know that she could say that?" The man leered and laughed while his colleague remained with his arms folded by the door, looking on almost indifferently. Just then, she was released by the man. However, her relief was short-lived because he suddenly grabbed her top, yanked it hard, tearing it up as a result and then roughly shoved her down.

Rocky jumped off the bed right after the call and changed his clothes. He did not hesitate or waste time at all. Within a few minutes, he was off. Walking quickly down the one flight of stairs in their home and towards the front door. He did not bother to go check on his mother, nor did he notice the weird gazes from the workers he had basically grown up with.

They looked at him with a bit of apprehension like they did with his father.

Frankly, at that time, even if Rocky had seen it, he wouldn’t have cared so much because he only had one thought in his head that was keeping him stable.

Just then, his phone rang, and he picked it up without looking at the caller ID.

"I finally got in contact."

Rocky pulled the phone from his ear, frowning at the unknown voice. At the name reflected, his frown lines receded into a passive one.

"What can I do for you today, Lawyer?"

"Your father’s case is almost a sure one. I know that will be upsetting for you to hear, considering that he is your father."

Rocky stopped and listened, never once interrupting him.

"The evidence is too overwhelming, and he is already being prepped to be transferred to the prosecutors. It’s going to be a tough battle, but for now, the only thing I can do, which will be the best of the best, is to get him a reduced sentence.... But I am not even sure if that is possible now. There seem to be some powers at play here, and the police and the prosecutors want to set an example for him. But then, there is the issue of my pay..."

’How have my parents lived their lives? No one wants to even stick out for them at this critical time? It’s pathetic. I can’t ask Ian for the money but even though dad has received a huge amount of money, I will not get access to it now....’

"Aren’t you a retainer?"

"Of course I am, but those fees do not cover serious charges one."

Rocky rubbed his head. This incident had aged him overnight.

"Just do what you have to do and what you can do for him. Send your bill afterwards, and I’ll get it settled."

"Young master Rockwell, it doesn’t work like that. I’ll need half of the money wired upfront and the other half after the verdict."

"How much are we talking about?"

"Half a million upfront! And the other half afterwards."

Rocky suppressed the WHAT! That threatened to come out and replied,

"I- I’ll see what I can do."

"For now, all activities will be ceased until I receive the money. I apologize, young master."

Then the lawyer hung up.

Rocky’s shoulders slumped.

He raked his hands through his head and then looked at his watch. It had been just about ten minutes since he talked to Ava.

He changed his direction and flagged a taxi to go see his father in the police station.

There was a lot of press there as this was breaking news for them. The policemen were all haggard with visible bugs under their eyes, but they were in an equally hyped mode.

"Young master Rockwell!" Detective Leon spotted him and guided him into the station a few minutes later.

"Can I talk to my father?"

"You came just on time; we are about to transfer him in a few minutes.... However, I am unsure, if he is even in the frame of mind to talk to anyone. Come with me."

Detective Leon was well aware of the family situation. Even though he sympathized with the boy, there was nothing else he could do about it.

He was guided into a small room, where James, who looked nothing like his former self, sat. It had been almost a full day since he had his snot, so he was nothing like the calm, calculative man that Rocky had grown up to see.

"What do you want?!" James snapped.

Rocky took a hard look at his father, from his bloodshot eyes, cracked lips, fidgety hands and the way he scratched the table so hard that even one of his fingernails had broken, Rocky could not believe it.

"They have to arrange a rehab for you," Rocky whispered, agitating James. James lunged over the table at him only to be stopped halfway with the cuffs and what looked like chains that bound him to his seat.

’Did they have to go to those extremes with him?’

In the eyes of the detectives, though, that had been a necessary action to make sure that James did not hurt himself or anyone for that matter.

"Dad, we need access to some of your funds for expenses. Can you-"

"Hahahaahaaaa! I am only a moneybag to you, right? Just like your mother!" James spat dryly.

"D-dad! Don’t say that. I am tryi-"

"Trying to help me? Don’t delude yourself! Do you believe your own lies?"

Rocky’s face paled. He did not understand anything going on at all!

"Hehehehe! Your mother and sister are all cursed! And you...! Get out of my sight, young man! You are no son of mine!"

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