The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

Is there more to Mr. Hayes’ will?

A look of fear entered Meeks’ eyes, his expression twisting with anxiety, terror, and helplessness as he and Elijah continued to stare at each other. “Which will?” Mr. Meeks finally questioned. “The will that Mr. Hayes left Peach,” Elijah stated plainly, averting his gaze to stare straight into the old man’s eyes, daring him to try and lie.

“Whi-cho-ne…?” Mr. Meeks murmured, barely audible for anyone to hear.

Then he saw Elijah’s brows furrowing, and he knew that he was getting impatient as his eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward slightly in his chair.

“Don’t act like a dummy with me… speak louder.” Elijah uttered in a stiff tone.

Immediately, Meeks’ face turned pale, his body tensing, and then his eyes widened as he blurted out, “Oooh! Oh!! Do you mean the will Madam Jewel gave Peach the night of Mr. Hayes’s death anniversary party?!”

“Is there another will for Peach?” Elijah asked as he raised his eyebrows.

“No! No… no… I was just scared and my mind took its time to process everything.”

“Right…” “If that’s what you want, then I have another copy!!” The warehouse fell silent, and then Elijah leaned forward in his seat and stared directly into Mr. Meeks’ eyes, asking coldly, “Where is it?” “At my office, in my safe!” Mr. Meeks blurted out quickly. “Please, if you let me go free, I can go there, and I promise I can get you it.” The was a long moment of silence during which Elijah continued looking at Meeks’ eyes, searching for something in there. “Alright,” Elijah said quietly, leaning back into his chair. “But you and I are going.” “What?!” Mr. Meeks screeched, his eyes widening as they darted between Elijah and Jerome. “We are going there right now! “But… But…”

Taking his eyes off Mr. Meeks, Elijah looked up at Jerome and said in a serious tone, “If our lawyer friend here does anything funny, and I don’t walk out of that building with the will or as a free man, find him and kill him!”

Those words left Mr. Meeks frozen, staring up at both Elijah and Jerome, unable to move nor say a single word. “Yes, boss!” Jerome replied with a small nod. Silently, Elijah stood up from the chair with the knife, and as he walked toward Mr. Meeks, fear slowly crept over his face as he stared up at him. When Elijah squatted, looking him in the eyes once again, Mr. Meeks gasped, his entire body

tensing as he watched Elijah slowly raise the knife, listening to him say, “Let’s play nice from here on, so no one can get hurt, got it.”

“Okay, okay, I swear to not cause any trouble, I promise!” Mr. Meeks cried as the knife hovered above his chest, a terrified look plastered upon his face.

Slowly, Elijah lowered it towards the rope binding his hands and sliced through it in one swift motion, making Mr. Meeks flinched.

After the rope dropped on the floor, he sat there silently, watching Elijah stand up from the ground, his hands still holding the knife in his grasp.

a flat tone as he

moment later, Mr. Meeks and Elijah were in the backseat of his car

Elijah out of the corner of his eye while trying

Elijah, his breath got caught in his throat when Elijah

glanced away. “Seems like you know more than you are saying…” Elijah whispered, causing Mr. Meeks to turn his head slightly toward Elijah once again, this time his eyes meeting Elijah’s for

throat, and when he spoke, his voice had become much clearer and stronger than it was earlier, “If I could give you one piece of advice, I would say take Peach and run…” “What are you not telling me, lawyer,” Elijah questioned in a low voice. Sighing, Mr. Meeks hesitated briefly, before shaking his head, muttering, “Nothing. It’s just… There’s

to open the car door, but Dice suddenly locked all the doors together,

stare at the two security guards standing outside of the

“Boss,” Dice whispered.

Elijah stated calmly, looking back, directly at Mr. Meeks as he spoke. Sighing, Dice did as told, unlocking the doors, and Elijah got out of the car, leaving Mr. Meeks sitting still for a few

on Dice’s face, Mr Meeks got out of the car without another

moment he recognized him as he, Elijah, and Dice headed up to the building’s entrance.

Mr. Meeks said in a jovial tone with a forced smile. “Oh, then step right

and then Dice locked

all media platforms a few months ago… umm, right! Melina’s Ex-husband?” A guard whispered

family lawyer, do you think…” The other guard muttered, scratching his beard. “Nah,

Damn, that woman is scary… Mr. Meeks was shaking when they came out

long hallway until they came across a wooden door, with a large ‘M’ painted on the door. Unlocking the door, Mr. Meeks drew a

Mr. Hayes’ will?” Elijah asked, not taking his eyes off the window. Immediately, the old lawyer’s eyes shot open and his heartbeat increased, his fingers clenching around the papers in his hands, even though he didn’t look at Elijah. Forcing himself to take slow, calming breaths, he tried not to look back and said, “No, there’s not. What was given to

bottom lip and nodded as he slowly closed the safe door, and then he paused to calm his heart before finally turning his attention

putting the papers on the table. Talding, the documents in his hand, Elijah started reading them.

didn’t answer my question just now,” Elijah

did,” Mr Meeks answered, a serious look replacing the nervous look on his face a few Necond go “This was the will Mr Hayes wanted Peach to get the company that Elmer owns, belongs to l’eachThat’s all I was told to give to hier” Those words didn’t convince

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