Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Hercules is needed Grey felt a quick rush of anger as he veered away from his initial path, toward Avery. The guy‘s arm was around her waist when he got closer.

“Hey! What do you think you are doing?“Grey yelled at the man. Just as he did this, three men pulled out of the chairs behind him and stood solidly behind him.

“Any problem boy?”

Grey felt another stab of annoyance.” I‘m not a boy. That woman you are holding is my wife and I‘m warning you to let go of her in this instance or you will face the consequences!” he muttered.

The man holding Avery chuckled and the men came over to Grey and pulled him by his shoulders towards the door.

Grey knew they were taking him outside to deal with him. And he consented to it as well because he didn‘t want to fight in the bar. He would rather deal with them outside.

They were so fast as if they couldn‘t wait. They threw him on the floor the moment they were out of the bar.

It was pretty dark around them. So, it was easy to get bitten without anyone taking pictures or videos.

Though, he knew that Emma exaggerated when she told Lucy that everyone knew who Avery Robinson is. Lucy Robinson is famous anyways since he also entered the top ten lists three years ago.

But no one knew what his granddaughter looked like. She wasn‘t famous, she was just rich.

“Hey, boy. You shouldn‘t have stayed. You should have turned around and left as fast as your leg could carry you. You are messing with the wrong team, boy,” one of the men said.

Grey stood up.” Actually, you should be the one to back off!” He launched a punch at the guy that spoke, his blow connecting with his jaw and sending him backward. He turned towards the next and jumped to kick him by the neck. He walked closer to the first one and pulled him up by the collar. “Who the fuck is that guy and what does he want with my wife!” He asked, angrily.

The man shivered as blood came gushing out of his mouth.” That‘s Don, he‘s our boss. We sincerely don‘t know she‘s your wife but Don loved her the moment she walked into the bar and wanted to have a taste of her.”

Grey threw him back on the floor and turned around to leave. There are so many mafia groups in the city that it feels like they are in Italy. He bent towards the guy instead. “Who do you guys walk for?

Hercules or Giovanni?”

The man groaned his pain as his eyes went shut.” I work for Hercules.”

Grey went silent for a moment as he watched him. “Is this how Hercules taught you? To rape girls? To vent your pleasure over someone without their consent?”

” Hercules is no more! His men are scattered. There‘s no coordination! Do you think we are the only ones in this city? Men are creating their groups since Hercules won‘t stand out. And Giovanni is after Charles, the second in command,” he managed to open his eyes as he explained, with pains in his eyes and sadness in his voice.

How long has Hercules been gone? He must have been gone the moment his father died. They must have looked for Grey but decided to let it be known that there was no Hercules. Even if they wanted to pretend, they wouldn‘t have been able to do so because all the elders must be in the meetings. If one elder is missing, it would be easy to see through the lies.

Grey couldn‘t say a word, he felt his life slip out of him as he watched the guy. He stood after some minutes. “Get up. Treat yourself. Send your name to Alfred, he will foot your bills.”

“Wait what!” The man called back quickly, skeptical.” You know Alfred? How?”

Grey went silent as he thought of what to say. It would be bad if he revealed his identity at that moment. “I‘m one of the members of Hercules,” he said instead and walked away.

His heart was beating madly in his chest. He was busy worrying because of his father but he didn‘t know that he had a lot of people to worry about. The men in the mafia groups were like his sons and he was their father. And a father should worry about his son.

Grey walked inside the bar and stopped suddenly as his gaze searched around for Avery. She was nowhere to be found and his heart skipped a beat because of it.

Grey saw Don from afar, as he gently stood up. It looked like he was beaten. Grey rushed to him. “Hey, where‘s the lady you were holding the other time?”

Don looked up at him for a moment with disgust and Grey had to restrain himself from punching him right away.

“Christ took her.”

Wait! What! How did he know Christ? Well, Grey had to join the puzzles together to confirm that Christ was the man Emma was talking about at home, the one she would rather he got married to Avery.

“Where did they go?” He muttered thickly.

Don shrugged. “I have no idea. As you can see, I was knocked over,” he finished and moved out of the bar.

Grey didn‘t want to add pressure because of the people in the bar. “Hey! Grey! What the fuck are you doing?” Cindy said suddenly behind him. “Were you planning on escaping so you wouldn‘t pay?” Grey turned around to look at Cindy. “I‘m not running! I‘m not escaping,” he said urgently, his mind at where Avery was.

“Then what?” Cindy inclined her head to the other side. “Are you trying to deceive us? You should pay now to show that you aren’t because to me, it looks exactly as I have said,” she whined.

Grey sighed.” Fine then, follow me.”

He wanted to prove to them that he wasn‘t joking.

They both walked to his car and he took the card. Cindy didn‘t make comments about the car perhaps because she saw that the car wasn‘t worth it. The exterior decorations have always deceived the public and it was exactly what Grey loved.

They walked back to settle the bills.

The waitress looked up at Grey. “The bill is five million dollars.”

Grey went into shock. “How the fuck did they order so much? Were they eating the whole world?”