"I am sorry Greg. It's my fault. I should not have gone to the theatre to look for you..." said Rupert still wincing in pain.
"Let's don't talk about it anymore. Now we gotta get your foot clean up, then we gotta planned how to get Emily, your daughters and my sister out of here the sooner the better," said Greg.
Greg helped Rupert stand up on his good foot and made Rupert lean on him so he could get him to their car.
"She is a fucking psycho..." said Rupert gritting through his teeth. "But I don't have a lot of cash at hand. All my money is tied up in the agency and the stock market and the house. I can't liquidate them so fast. How are we going to get the girls out of the country safely? She doesn't seem to act alone. She had accomplices."
"Leave the money problem to me, Rup. I can get that fix. I need you to get out of the country with the girls too," said Greg with urgency in his voice.
"What about you?! I can't leave you here with that psychopath!" Rupert protested.
"We can't all go together Rup, she meant what she said. Don't worry leave it to me. I will think of a plan," said Greg grimly. He doesn't have a plan but he could not let Rupert worry. He will figure a way somehow.
___________________
Sonja felt satisfied with herself tonight. Alex would need to be taught a lesson. He was given that chance and he had threw it back in her face. Well nobody said no to her. She would make Alex look when she carved the Mexican slut face. By marrying Aida was an ego blow to her. She can't let that happen. For twenty-four years she had been planning for revenge, slowly bidding her time. She thought back about the night where Alex almost fucked her. It was her oversight and over eagerness. She should have realized Alex was too much of a man to want a woman to control him even in bed. He would not be the submissive one. She had so much wanted to fuck him in the ass and had taken the risk to suggest it. Not only he had turned her down flat, he had even walked out on her. She never regained his trust anymore. So she had to have a change of plan. Instead of using the soft approach she had to tough up and by ruining his reputation in the business world. It would be a better way to get back at him and his family. She would make the Jefferson pay dearly for what they have done to her family.
She had arrived back home in her living room. Over to the corner of the living room was a red door hidden from view. She went over and inserted a key into door, which was always kept locked. She swung the door open and step in then reached for the switch on the wall. The light came on illuminating the room. It was not really a big room but the room was designed to look like a small shrine. On the far side of the room against the wall hung a huge poster size gold gilded framed picture. In the picture stood three figures. One was an average height slightly overweight bespectacled man. Standing next to the man was a tall woman, taller than the man with long platinum hair almost like Sonja's. A rather odd looking mismatched couple. And in between them was a small boy about seven or eight years old with steely blue eyes smiling at the camera. Underneath the picture was an altar. Sonja went over and lit the candles and incense. The rest of the room was also filled with pictures in various sizes of the man, the woman and the little boy in different places and time captured in happy moments. She looked up at the picture and smile. Rest, rest my family, victory will be ours soon. On the altar was a copy of a picture exactly like the poster size picture. Sonja reached up and lovingly touched the face of the little boy looking at him longingly. He would have been so handsome if he had grown up but no he was not allowed to grow up to be the man he was suppose to be. It was cruelly taken from him and the Jefferson will pay for it. Time to plan the next step. She took another look around the room and walk out shutting the door quietly locking it.
She went back to the living room and took her mobile out of her Prada bag. She pressed a number and waited a while. The little LCD screen lit up revealing Roderick's face.
"Send the girls back to the house," Sonja said to Roderick.
"Aw...come on. Can't I have a little fun with them?" said Roderick pleadingly.
"I said send them back, you will get your fun soon," said Sonja commandingly. Then added. "Be patient, one more mishap will shake your big brother up. He used to be so cool, let's see how cool he will be when we have fireworks in his oil refineries. You got the uniforms and the bomb?"
"Yeah piece of cake. Money sure can do a lot of things," said Roderick smugly. "Tell me why do you want to use those two goons, we could easily hire some mercenaries to do it," added Roderick.
"Because it's fun. By the way try not to snort too much coke. I don't want you to be too stone and mess up the job. Be a good little grandson will ya? Just for a while till this is over," cajoled Sonja.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Jesus...you sound like my mother," said Roderick looking miffed.
"I have a lot more class then your mother if you don't mind. And tell her to continue to watch the house. I gotta go for my play now and remember to send the girls back," said Sonja reminding him once more about the girls.
"Yeah, yeah," said Roderick and he clicked off the phone over his end. Another bitch. He thought. But this bitch is not stupid. He would have to play it cool. At this moment he knew he needed her more than she needed him.
They had met at one of his cocaine snorting buddy's party. Of course Roderick knew who she was but Sonja doesn't know him for he and his mother were never pictured in any of the newspaper anymore ever since his father died. They soon got talking and only then did he found out that Sonja had wanted his high and mighty brother and when Sonja had eventually hinted to him about her plans after a few more meetings later, he jumped at the chance. Finally the chance came to completely get rid of Alex and his grandfather once and for all with the help of this woman. And then he would get Aida that stuck up Mexican bitch. She thought she was too good for the like of him? Well, he would show her. And he would of course get rid of Sonja too. But Roderick was in for a big surprise.
He now turned his attention back to the girls and his mother sitting between them. They were so pretty and lively. He could imagine taking both of them together. The thought of it made him had a hard-on but he had to control the urge. After the circus was over he would dutifully send them home. The little money he and his mother had invested in now would be returned a hundred times, a thousand times more. Then he could do whatever he wanted. He would make his dream come true. To start a sex theatre, like those in Amsterdam. And he could have a buffet snorting cocaine all day and night long. Soon, soon, it will come. He thought. He straightened his chauffeur uniform and put his cap back on and joined the girls and his mother who were squealing and screaming in excitement when the clown threw confetti on them.
__________________
By the time Alex had recalled all the mineral waters it was already a little too late. Two more incidents came in the next day right after the first meeting. Seems like some people don't read the newspaper or watch the news on TV at all when he had urged the public to return any mineral waters they have purchased the past two weeks. But luckily there were no more reports of anyone else being poisoned following the last two incidents. Their stock had continued to slide the next few days but it was still holding out well, after all their company's name was a pioneer in the business world and so far the other businesses were still striving well without incident. The four victims had also gradually recovered well and had agreed to settle out of court instead. His team of advisors, spokesmen and lawyers had work around the clock for the next three weeks to regain public confidence in their waters. The packaging of the waters had been changed. Instead of using plastic form bottles they had it all changed to glass bottle. Tighter securities were enforced in all their warehouses. Alex had even flown over to California for a couple of days to meet with his researchers and various head departments. And so far there were still no calls from any party mentioning about extortion or claiming responsible for the sabotage act.
