The Dark Secret of the CEO by Sofia de Orellana

Chapter 97

you are… or that you were Batman, do you also speak like him? -This mask hides more than half of my face – he puts it on and the prosecutor opens his eyes -. He only allows to see the eyes and the mouth, you see? It hides the shape of my face, at least most of it. Now come on, I must go back to my wife. -I knew what happened… I immediately investigated Bowman, I thought he could have acted against you, but he is more insulated than a power line. The two laugh and walk to the visiting room where Rickon will be waiting. Many stare at Gerard, who walks tall. If only his posture was intimidating, he now looks worse, because he looks like a blessed avenger. Jack Goodman opens the door for Gerard and lets him in, Rickon standing there looking at the table with an annoyed expression. “Do you know that I hate being brought here as if I were his toy?” I already told you that I won’t say more…-he looks up defiantly, but it transforms to one of fear in less than a second when he sees Gerard standing in front of him, with her arms crossed on his chest and looking at him with annoyance- -Today I brought a friend, to see if you dare. “Well, no… it doesn’t provoke me at all,” he says hesitantly, but trying to sound defiant. There’s nothing you can do here… there are witnesses. -Come out, please – he tells the agents who are there guarding Rickon and they leave without further ado- Now there are no witnesses. -You remain, if he touches me in his presence, he will be an accomplice of torture…-but a blow on the table by Gerard makes him shut up and jump at the same time-. “Don’t test this man’s patience,” he tells her with a Goodman smile. Better answer my questions and go back to your cell to read. -I will not do it! They can’t touch me here!! Gerard, without taking his eyes off him, takes off his jacket and rolls up the sleeves of his shirt, then pulls out of his pockets a pair of gloves like the ones he wore last time and true terror is portrayed on Rickon’s face, who looks to the prosecutor. -I’ll stand up…-he tells her, leaving the chair empty-. And I’ll look the other way. -Nooo…! – the scream is silenced when Gerard approaches dangerously with his fist in his fist, but Rickon raises his handcuffed hands – Wait! I’ll tell him what he wants, really. -Well – says Goodman without turning around – Is Rafael Williams part of your father’s organization? -Yes – Gerard just looks at him with the clear intention of killing him, but Rickon retracts -, only he doesn’t know it. -What does that mean? -I joined his company, as a waiter, and I was in charge of distributing… – Tell me something I don’t know, Bowman. Was Rafael Williams aware of your operations? And you better think about that answer. – No, he didn’t know anything. We only use it to facilitate distribution, but he didn’t know anything – he doesn’t stop looking at Gerard – The truth is that Rickon had a very bad time after his first encounter with Gerard, he never felt so much pain in his body and he doesn’t want to repeat it. Just thinking that this man will touch him again makes him sing like a bird. -So, Rafael Williams is part of your father’s organization? “No, that’s the dumbest man in the world, overconfident,” he laughs. He didn’t even realize that he had a mob insider… -Why didn’t you speak before? Do you have a personal problem with him? -Hahaha! Personal problem… – he says sarcastically and Goodman turns to see him with a frown, because that tone seems to him to be something more than personal -. You see… there is a nice story, but I will summarize it for you, that he took the girl I liked from me-Gerard tries to stay calm, but he is afraid where he is going to go- “I noticed a girl, because of her I was willing to leave the others alone, but she didn’t even look at me. Until I realized that she and Rafael had something, that’s why I got upset and drugged her… -Which of all? -Gerard asks him, clenching his fists because he suspects the answer – -Luz Méndez, coincidentally the only one I didn’t get to touch…-but before he finishes with his lament, Gerard hits him and makes him fall resoundingly off his feet. the chair – -You’re trash… how can you say that you were interested in that girl? You drugged her to rape her, you’re sick. -Tell me what