The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

Putting a price on Justice

“Why is Elijah not dead yet?!"

Madam Jewel screamed, her voice echoing throughout the walls of the living room of the Hayes mansion.

“We are in the new month and that scumbag told me last month that he was going to complete his job soon, and now, we still have a pest problem.

The living room went silent after those words and none of her children spoke for a while, their faces clouded with worry.

But then Cora couldn‘t hold back her thoughts again saying, “How is he doing this?!… We all thought he would be dead by now, but he‘s still very much alive… We thought Investistic Co.

would be bankrupt by now, but in the past few days, the company has started operating again with new employees and will soon kick off… Nothing is adding up.”

“… I tried talking to an employee from ‘SEC‘ to tell me about the document those fools made Elijah get a hold of and see if we can get them out of the company.

But I got told that Elijah has all the original copies and the agency is working with the photocopies.

He refused to let them keep the original."

Dean sighed with a look of helplessness on his face.

There was this reluctant look in Mathew‘s expression as he withheld his words for a second and said, “I tried using my contacts to get the investigation to be terminated, but Mr.

Bamford is going in hard on this case, and most of the officers I had spoken with say that the case is high profile and the chief has the best detectives on it.

They can‘t do anything.”

“He‘s a good digger… he‘s somehow in a gang… He‘s hanging out with a man like Bryan Check… He‘s running a company that should have gone bankrupt by now, and now, he has somehow manipulated the chief of police to his will… This isn‘t making sense anymore!!"

Amelia said as she threw her hands in the air in frustration.

Screwing his face into a frown, Tommy ball his fingers into a fist and let out, “How is that bastard getting the money to do all this shit!! Didn‘t Melina tell us when she first brought up the idea of marrying him that he didn‘t have a job and much connection in this country, so what is this?! How is he pulling all these shits off… at a fast pace!”

That was a question no one had an answer for and the room went cold with silence.

“So, what now?"

Elmer finally found the courage to ask, trying to be hopeful even though the room had a hopeless vibe.

The quietness dragged on after his questions and within a matter of seconds, he was pissed, and he suddenly lashed out, “So, you all are fucking giving up on me?!”

“Damnit, Elm.

Shut the hell up! No one is giving up on your ass, but Elijah is shutting down all of our efforts to erase this shit that you brought on yourself!!"

at

the hell away from that

Elmer snapped back.

pumping through his veins, Dean rushed from his chair and locked his grip around his brother‘s throat, causing immediate chaos in the situation as Mathew and Tommy tried to pull him away while Madam Jewel and her daughters screamed for Dean

hug onto his brother‘s waist and yank

in the face, screaming, “Keep

“But it‘s the truth!"

on, wiping the blood

“Elm, that‘s enough nonsense!"

trying to get back

he let out in a deadpan tone, “This is your fault! If it wasn‘t for

let Peach stay the

the chance to say a word, Elmer looked

guys in worse conditions than me… If this boy gets me, he is one step further to being bolder to come for the rest of

and they knew that he was right… Elijah was a threat that was getting bigger and more powerful

living room silent, and the curiosity in the atmosphere quickly shifted into

heart dropped, and the color drained from her face as she watched one of the officers reach for his handcuffs

right to a lawyer and to remain silent, or else anything you say or do will be

understand

breathing became uneven and shaky as an officer walked up to him,

of Elmer in cuffs, but that wasn‘t what shock them, but the fact that this

“Bamford, can we talk,"

as she

at her, and then he sighed,

you step this way for a second,

the cuffs on her son‘s hands and the

a brief

her a couple

past few days, I have been coming to your office, and you refuse

as if to avoid

been

Mr.

replied, avoiding looking directly at

busy to see me,

now is how much did it

“Excuse me?”

on him, saying, “How much did Elijah pay you to do

insult me in this

a price on justice, and if I had the slightest doubt that Elmer isn‘t the wrongdoer here, the handcuffs would

and undeniable, so please excuse