Chapter 108Over my dead body
In the left corner of the casino, at the red leather couches, Elmer Hayes sat with his table covered with
expensive wines and snacks.
A couple of young girls sat on his right and left side as he and his old friends sat around a mahogany
table in front of him, drinking and Elmer took the deck of cards in his hand.
“Okay… this time, I am going all in!” He laughed loudly, slapping the cards together on top of each
other before pushing them into the center of the table, “I bet five million dollars on this
one…”
Immediately an awkward silence circled among his friends and he instantly noticed their disturbed and
hesitant gazes toward him.
“Don‘t be such a mood killer and place your bets!” Elmer smiled, trying to diffuse the tension around
him.
“I don‘t have that kind of money to bet on cards….” His friend Lucas said looking at the cards and
Elmer could tell he was lying by the expression on his face.
“Come on man we‘re all good here… just make your damn bet and play, no need to be shy” Elmer
smiled widely, nudging Lucas‘s arm.
“No. I don‘t feel like this is a game, but a cocky move to rob us of our money…” “What?!”
Even though he knew Lucas hit the nail right on the head, and he was right about him cunning them to
get money, he screwed his face in annoyance as soon as heheard it.
“Why are you guys acting like sour grapes? Come on, just chill your asses down and play some cards”
Elmer laughed again, taking a swig from his champagne glass and throwing his head back as much as
he could while doing so.
But that didn‘t seem to do anything to ease the tension between the group, and they were still staring at
him like he lost his mind or something, which irritated him even more than he already was.
“We heard of what that boy… Elijah… Did to you, and how you lost the company to your dead step–
brother daughter because of him… You are broke, ain‘t you?” Jenkin said, a hint of anger in his voice.
“Right…” Lucas sighed, “You have never bet this high before… Do you even have five million to give
any of us if we win this round?”
novelbinThe way his friend‘s tone had suddenly changed against him, and how they were talking down to him
left Elmer pissed off, and he glared at his friends, saying, “That lowlife day is numbered on this earth!
Do you think a Hayes like myself will allow a punk shit all over me and continue to have air in his lungs
for more than a week?!” “Is that so?” Mr. Bamford‘s voice startled the group, he came up behind
Elmer‘s seat, smiling at Lucas who immediately shut his mouth when he felt the chief constable‘s
intimidating presence, and saw the four officers standing behind him. “At a casino in broad daylight, Mr.
Hayes… Isn‘t three o‘clock a little bit early for playing card
games?” Mr. Bamford raised his brow at him.
Remembering how the chief put him in handcuffs and sided with Elijah, Elmer felt rage and annoyance
towards the chief constable‘s presence and he blurted out, “I am a free man. Bamford. It‘s my damn
right to be wherever, whenever I want!”“I see, … That‘s the mindset that messed you up and dragged you in this deep, sticky mud,” Mr.
Bamford said in a serious and cold tone.
Pissed off by the chief response, Elmer hit his glass on the table and lashed out, “What the hell is an
honorable man like yourself doing in a casino when you should be playing some superhero for the
civilians?!”
“Looking for a dishonorable man like you, so I can be the superhero for a company that is dying
because of the accounting fraud you and the board of directors committed!” Bamford retorted back in a
cocky voice.
‘That‘s one way to deliver the news,‘ One of the policemen thought with a faint smile and raised brow.
“What? What accounting fraud?! Why would we cheat anyone out of their money? My family is filthy
rich!” Elmer yelled, slamming his fist on the table causing the glasses to rattle as fear gripped his heart,
not letting it go and leaving him restless. “Well, they might not be rich enough because that didn‘t stop
you from getting into this mess.” Mr. Bamford let out, matching Elmer‘s energy. “What the hell are you
talking about?!” “You are under investigation for fraud, conspiracy, and filing false documents… and
there is incriminating evidence against you so far, so you are not allowed to leave the country until
further notice, and if you try to run, we will hunt, capture, and lock you away till the day of your court
hearing or bond gets paid for your release.”
The atmosphere around the table grew cold and heavy, no one wanted to say anything, and Elmer sat
frozen on his spot unable to comprehend the gravity of what happened and all of its consequences.
“Who is behind this absurd accusation, Bamford?! Where is the proof?!” Elmer yelled, his voice growing
louder. At this point, everyone‘s attention in the room turned to Elmer, watching the scene unfold in
front of them, and knowing who he was, they were shocked at the fact that such a humiliating situation
happened to him, which stunned many, including his friends. “Elijah Darius, and as I said, he has great
evidence to back his claim… if he didn‘t, I wouldn‘t be poking a bear with a stick… So stay in Syldavia,and make our job easier, okay?” The name, “Elijah,” hit Elmer like a hammer right in his chest, it felt like
being struck by a truck at full speed, knocking every breath in his lungs along with the last drops of air
as reality settled in and he went quiet immediately, his eyes freezing open. Seeing the look of doom on
Elmer‘s face, Mr. Bamford shook his head before walking off with his men, and just like that, the five
young girls and Elmer‘s buddies stood from the couch, hurrying off like he had become a taboo and
they should have no business with him anymore. As Elmer watched them leave, everything about his
life felt like it was crumbling in slow
motion for him, his pressure mounting in intensity, and his heart beating fast inside his chest Suddenly,
he stood, grabbed a bottle, and threw it at the wall, screaming, “That fucking bastard!!” Rage consumed
him, his whole body shaking as a single tear rolled down his cheeks as he lashed out, “Fuck, Elijah!!
Your piece of shit! I will end – ”
A tap on his shoulders made Elmer turn around slowly, and he realized he was surrounded by five
robust bouncers, standing tall behind him, one of them hand gripping his shoulder. “Mr. Hayes, you are
scaring other customers, please pay up and leave.” The beefiest bouncer spoke sternly.
“This is bullshit!!! Bullshit!!” Elmer screamed, “I am a regular customer of this place! Do you know the
thousands of dollars I have spent in this damn casino!! And now, you are kicking me out for smashing a
bottle!?” Elmer blurted in a loud furious voice.
“Slow down, sir!” One of the bouncers said calmly, “You cannot stay here now and cause more trouble!
Pay up and leave. This is your bill.”
Staring at the black book, Elmer hesitated, but the presence of these men was getting to him, and he
snatched it from their grab and opened it, letting out a moment later, “Those backstabbers left their debt
for me to pay too! What a bunch of assholes!!”“Sir, we were told you were the one paying, so please don‘t make this an issue and pay up.” One of the
men replied, still calm and collected.
Frowning, Elmer reached into his pocket and took out his wallet, mumbling under his breath, “Elijah,
you piece of –” “Achoo!” Another sneeze left Elijah‘s lips as he sat in the back of his car, and he rubbed
his nose before inhaling deeply.
“Do you need a tissue boss?” Dice asked, eyeing Elijah in the rearview mirror and then focusing back
on the road.
After sniffing deeply, he slightly shook his head and said, “I am fine. Maybe it‘s just something in the air
that is making me constantly sneeze.” Then he stared at the ten briefcases, smiling faintly before
shutting his eyes and resting back to relieve his tension.
When the doorbell rang, Butler Gray sighed, feeling sick with the Hayes‘ nonsense and arrogance, and
walked down the hallway.
the moment, he opened the door, the boredom on his face suddenly faded with slight anger as Elmer
pushed past him, banging into his shoulder, shouting, “Where is my mother?!” “Good afternoon, sir,”
Butler Gray said curtly after a brief silence. “She‘s in the living room.” Even though her favorite tv series
was on, Madam Jewel‘s mind was distracted by one thought, ‘Why?… is it that he has not killed him
yet… Is that why I have not heard Elijah‘s death news yet?‘ Disturb and a bit frustrated, she picked up
her phone from the table next to where she sat on the couch and scrolled through her contacts. But as
she dialed Scorpio‘s number, her sight rested on her son storming into the room like a
mad man, his face contorted with fury, looking like he wished to tear someone apart.
Immediately, she felt uneasy in her own house as her heart started to beat faster, dread and anxiety
creeping upon her as she asked, “What‘s the matter, Elm?”“Why is he not dead yet?! Why is Elijah still breathing!!” Elmer exclaimed with a harsh growl.
Startled by his question, Madam Jewel stared at him in confusion and fear and asked, “What did that
rat do this time?”
“He just declared war on us!! Elijah has the documents… he has all the damn files and he‘s using it to
get me behind bars!” Elmer roared, pacing around the room.
Those words left Madam Jewel speechless and in shock, her eyes widened as doubt forced her to not
believe that her family was slowly getting dragged deeper and deeper into filthy dirt by a so–called,
“Nobody.”
Rushing toward his mother, Elmer grabbed her hands tightly as panic raised in him, and he blurted out,
“Mother, you can not let him do this to me… You have contacts, right?! You can get me out of this
mess”
Yanking her hands out of her son‘s grip, Madam Jewel raised her arm and landed her palm hard
against his cheek, lashing out, “Pull yourself together! The only way you are going to prison is over my
dead body! You are not getting sent to that dirty place by a filthy rat, who thinks he‘s a lion!”