The Joy of Revenge

CHAPTER 112 Denial
Joy
It was dark in my office and Liam was having trouble focusing. He couldn’t see how pleased I
was.
When Jack asked me to tell Liam about Theodore Cohen, I wanted to smile and tell Jack that nothing would give me more pleasure.
Slowly, the people on our list were succumbing to their deaths. Patience was definitely a
virtue.
“What is it?” Liam asked as he sat up from the couch, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with his fingers.
*The Sheriff called. He needs us to go to the hospital, Liam,” Jack gently said from behind me. Although I knew, I needed him to say it. The pain in his eyes made it clear, but Jack
didn’t say anything specific. I needed to hear it coming from him. I wanted him to say
Theodore was dead.
Liam rubbed his eyes. “What do you mean, Jack?
“I don’t know how I’m going to tell you this, but the Sheriff said your father has passed. away,” Jack replied. I wanted to smile, but I pursed my lips into a frown instead.
Theodore Cohen was definitely dead! Another one bites the dust.
Liam blinked rapidly and looked up at the both of us. I could see the disbelief in his eyes.
“That’s not possible. He was supposed to be discharged this afternoon,” Liam argued.
“I don’t know what happened, Liam,” Jack said. “If you want answers, we need to go to the hospital now. The Sheriff is waiting for us.”
“I’ll go with you, Liam,” I offered, acting as the ever dutiful fiancé. Of course, I needed to be
at his side.
But in reality, I wanted to know what angle the Sheriff was looking into so the boys and I could plan accordingly.
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I was about to tell him that he needed support, when suddenly, my office door opened and Dan and Cristos walked in. Dan turned on the lights and I noticed the frantic look on his.
face.
“Liam, we have to go to the hospital. It’s all over social media. Your father had a heart attack. and died. We need to go now!”
I quickly glanced at Cristos, wondering if they had anything to with that. Knowing the Sheriff, they would want to keep it quiet while they investigated.
Liam quickly stood up and hugged me tightly, trying to gain some strength. “Virtue, you stay here with Chip, Dom and Bo. They’ll protect you, right, Chip?”
“Of course, Liam. We’ll keep an eye on her. But may I ask why she needs protection?” Cristos asked, puzzled.
“Now isn’t the right time to tell you. I need to get some answers first, then I’ll tell you,” Liam’s voice croaked with emotion. “Just stay here and I’ll call you later if I need you at the hospital, okay, Virtue?”
I nodded my head and gave him a kiss on his cheek. “I’m so sorry for your loss, Liam.” He caressed my cheek and kissed me on the forehead.
“I love you,” he whispered. “Dan… I need you to drive me. I’ll have Henry bring my car to the hospital later. Jack, you follow us in your truck.
“I’ll drive your car to the hospital, Liam,” I offered again. Liam shook his head.
“You stay here with people I can trust, okay?” Liam said and hugged me again. “I can’t afford. to lose you. Chip, I’ll leave you with Virtue. Men, let’s go.”
Jack, Dan and Liam quickly exited my office, leaving me and Cristos behind.
I sat down behind my desk while Cristos locked the door.
“That was a nice touch. Who put it on social media?” I asked, grinning.
“Dina,” he answered smiling. “We need to send a gift to Emma and Autumn. This wouldn’t be possible without them.”
“You better tell Bo to get ready. Norma Martin will be running to him for help.”
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Of course.
Liam
As I rushed out of Virtue’s, many of the townsfolk who were still there offered their sincere condolences. I nodded at them, acknowledging their kind words, not knowing what I should
say.
I was still in denial.
I had just dreamt of my father a moment ago and now he was dead. This wasn’t happening.
“Liam, I just heard. I’m so sorry, man, Noah said. He was standing right outside the shop with Linda Jacobs.
Linda Jacobs… she was one person I needed to help me with my father.
“Linda, have your people meet me at the hospital, please,” I instructed.
“I will, Liam,” she answered as I walked away. As I glanced behind me, I saw the people gather to watch us leave. Jack went ahead to get to his car.
After Dan unlocked his car, I climbed in, put on my seatbelt and waited for Dan to drive. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and saw all the missed calls from the Sheriff and my father’s cardiologist, but none from Ford Martin,
I explicitly told Ford Martin to keep an eye on my father and to call me if something happened. The as shole didn’t even bother to message me, but my father’s death was all over social media.
Who the f uck did that? Maybe he did, the d ick.
It was a quiet drive to St. Elizabeth’s. Once Dan entered the parking area, I jumped out.
“Liam!” He cried out startled.
“Just park the f ucking car and meet the hospital.