Chapter 145: Chapter 145
Jason stayed there weeping and speaking to Nancy's lifeless shape until he fell onto a deep sleep.
He was woken by Chris who felt that he had stayed there for long enough and the children were getting bored with talking with him in any case and it was also time for Jason to take his drugs and be injected.
Jason left Nancy's ward reluctantly. He knew that he had a duty to perform to ensure that all who did this to them were brought to justice and not allowed to go unpunished.
He may have been a fool wanting to be the ideal citizen by leaving justice to the law and that was why he had not shot those criminals when he had the chance to.
He had not stop regretting it ever since he woke. He would have gone ahead and shot them and claimed that it was in self defence which wouldn't have been altogether a lie.
After his drugs and being injected, he tried to out on a cheerful face as he played with his niece and nephew for a bit.
'Uncle, these bandages on your shoulder and leg, are they the places where you were injured?' Vaughn asked.
'Yes,because dad and mum told us that some bad people injured you'. Vera said.
'Yes. They did and yes. those are the places the bad guys injured me but I can assure you that I did not allow them go Scot free. I made sure I injured them as well and they would be put in jail for what they did to us',Jason said fixing a smile on his face for the benefit of the children but there was an underlining seriousness in his words and Chris could not blame him for wanting to deal ruthlessly with Richmond and his men.He only hoped that he did it the right way and not jeopardize his freedom as a result.
'Someone called Alfred called. He said he had been waiting for instructions from you but when I told him about the situation here, his demeanor changed. I hope he is not planning on doing something that is not in the books. You know something that you might not want him to do'.Chris informed Jason.
Jason rembered Alfred. Because of all that had happened and been happening, he had not remembered that Alfred was awaiting further instructions from him but he knew that whatever he did in the light of what he had heard happened, was going to be right.
He was already feeling drowsy from the effect of the drugs that had been given him and he didn't know of he should call Alfred now or not.
He picked his phone but found that he did not have it.
'May I use your phone, Chris? Richmond confiscated mine when he took us captive'.
'You can but the police retrieved it and it is in my possession but I doubt that the battery is still on but I shall try to charge it for you.
We didn't think it was necessary since we didn't want you being bombarded by calls since you needed your rest'.
'Thank you. Get it well charged. I'll want to make use of....', and he was asleep.
Chris covered him with the bed covers and quietly left the room with his children.
They were going to be in the reception till he woke.
He had not even eaten the food Mrs. Potts had prepared for him and the delicious broth she makes.
He couldn't possibly wake him for it. He would have it when he woke refreshed from the drug induced sleep.
While all these was going on, someone had been keeping tabs on them.
He vowed that he was not going to rest until he had finished off Campbell and that slut his master seemed to be crazy over. They were the reason his boss was in this mess.
He considered that if they should die mysteriously in the hospital with all their gang in custody, they would not be held responsible and there would be no one to testify against his boss or his colleagues and him in court.
Then they would be released and he would be free once more to roam around as he saw fit.
He had come to the hospital in disguise to finish off what he had started.
He loved his boss and was loyal to him but sometimes, he behaved like a fool.
The girl had tricked him once and yet he allowed himself to fall prey to her whims yet again all on the same day.
Even a little child would have been weary.
He guessed that women had that power over men but not men like himself. No woman would ever deceive him that way. They would not even be allowed close let alone given the chance to try and deceive him.
Women were meant for just one thing and that was to be used and dumped.
And he was the man for them because that was just what he gave them. He took what he could from them and leave them. Never allowing any to get close enough to know him well.
There was a girl that had started getting under his skin. He found that he was always thinking about her and wanting to sleep with her always.
He told himself one day that that was a sign of weakness and that he had to get rid of the weakness before it destroyed him and that day, after having a steamy sex session with her, he he snapped her neck and she fell back into the bed as dead as night.
He covered her with some sheets. Dusted his clothes and wore them and went off leaving her corpse in the room without soaring it a backward glance.
That was how they should be treated. He lived by the motto: What one fails to master would eventually master one which he tuned to: What one fails to destroy would eventually destroy him.
And that was why he was going to destroy Campbell and that slut.
It was not enough that she was in a coma. She could wake. It was pertinent that she died completely and that way, no one would be suspicious. It would be assumed naturally that she passed on from the coma.