The Grande Revenge Of The Son in Law
Precious Ogwezhi · Ongoing · 107.3k Words
Introduction
Three years later, he comes out of prison only to find his girlfriend getting married to the same man that had caused his demise and after being humiliated and degraded, it only brings about an unquenchable thirst for revenge.
When a mystery old man gives him a ring to find an organization, Logan's life will forever take a huge turn and his ultimate revenge plan would be more than easy to execute.
Chapter 1
"Hmph" Logan exhales in a sigh after taking in a huge breath as the huge prison walls crowned with barb wires create a rather photogenic backdrop behind him. It has been three long years since he got locked up and he was ready for a fresh start.
"Hmmm that's odd" he thinks as he stares at his dulled silver watch, which surprisingly is still working after all this time, "I thought she would be here by now" he mutters further as he glances around in search of his girlfriend.
Just then........
"Vrrooom!" a red sedan suddenly pulls up in front of him, garnering a little dust and startling him a bit as he jerks backwards. He squints his eyes as he tries to peer through the tinted windows, which then suddenly slide down.
"Logan! My man, what's good?!" the driver with his sunglasses on, asks excitedly as he stares at Logan from inside the car.
"Lucas?" Logan asks rhetorically as he recognizes his voice.
"In the flesh dawg" he replies
"How did you know I wa......."
"Nonsense!" Lucas interjects, "Why in the world wouldn't I know? You're my best friend dawg. Now get in" he says as he stretches his hand to open front seat passenger door. Logan gets in and they drive off.
"Welcome back man. It's good to see you free again" Lucas says with a huge smile, his eyes fixated on the road for the most part as he pats Logan on the shoulder.
"You can say that again" Logan responds, "I missed everyone a lot, especially you and Chanel" he adds. On hearing Chanel, an evident expression of displeasure etches up on his face.
What could have caused it?
Anyway, Logan notices it and decides to ask.
"What's up with you man? What's with the long face?" Logan asks with a mild chuckle, "Wait hold up, you're not gonna cry 'cause I said I missed you, are you?" he mocks with a chuckle.
"You're crazy man. Y'think this is some sorta Titanic movie and shit?" he responds with a smirk as he steers the car with one hand, the other resting out the window.
"Haha, you really are getting emotional" Logan laughs pointing at him mockingly. "Did you lose your balls while I was locked up man?" he asks rhetorically.
"Pffft, you wish" he scoffs, "They got bigger" he says which makes both of them laugh heartily as they drive down the curly road, from which they can clearly see the ocean down below from the side.
"Hope your girl chokes on 'em" Logan quips and then suddenly remembers his girlfriend. "Hey, where is Chanel anyway? I thought I called her to come pick me up" he says.
Lucas keeps driving as the smile gradually wanes off his face.
"I'd rather let her go man. She ain't good enough for you" he suddenly says and gives a pause, "There's better fish out there" he adds.
"Geez, what's with the attitude man?" Logan responds, wondering why Lucas is acting a bit weird today. "I can't just let her go 'cause she ain't shown up yet. She might be busy or something" he says in her defense while Lucas shakes his head in pity.
"Oh she's busy alright" he casually says.
"Hey man, what's the big idea? Cut it out. I don't like the way you're talking about her" Logan tells him, "she's my girlfriend not yours" he adds.
"Dammit Logan! Do you think I'll be saying all this if I didn't care about you man?" he replies, "Of course she's not my girlfriend and she ain't yours ei.......sigh... Nevermind", he pauses suddenly.
"Hold up, what do you mean she ain't mine?" Logan asks in defense mode.
"It's nothing man, it just sorta came out" he replies.
"No man. Shit like that don't just come out. I demand an explanation" he says. "You done gon' smash her, haven't you?" he interrogates, glaring at Lucas threateningly.
"Jesus Logan! Hell nah!" Lucas denies vehemently, "Why in the world would I even do that? You're my best friend dawg. I'd never play you dirty" he says reassuringly to him.
"Then what is it? what's with all the trash talk about Chanel?" Logan then asks. Lucas stays quiet and keeps driving. He doesn't know how to break the news to him.
"You gotta tell me something man or I'll have to believe you guys been doing stuff together behind my back" he says accusingly.
"She's getting married" Lucas mutters as he stares as the road ahead.
"What's that?"
"She's getting married dammit!" he yells. The realization hits Logan hard and he is unable to accept it. He stalls for a minute as if trying to digest what he had just heard.
"That can't be true man. She promised me she'd......"
"Promised you? Wake the fuck up man!" Lucas yells at him, "She's been playing you like a guitar. Wake up" he says.
Shivers run down Logan's spine, as if cold water had been poured on him. He simply can't believe his ears.
"It can't be" he thought "Chanel would never do something like that" he wished in his heart of hearts.
"And worse still, she's getting married today. That's why she couldn't come over to pick you up" Lucas says further.
"It's a lie" Logan mutters to himself repeatedly in a bid to dispel all doubt.
"Well suit yourself. I only told you what I had to" Lucas says as he takes a right turn into the freeway. Gritting his teeth, Logan soon surrenders to the reality of the truth and rage sets in.
"Who is it?" he mutters.
"What's that?" Lucas asks for clarity
"Who's she getting married to?" he asks.
Lucas stalled for a moment, realizing just how much pain it would bring to Logan should he spew the answer.
"You ain't gonna like to hear it" Lucas replies, "I'd rather you just move on and forget about her" he advises.
"Give me a name. I need a name" he urges.
There's something ominous about his tone, something unlike his normal self. "He must have snapped" Lucas reckons and deciding to avoid any further triggering, remains silent.
"Don't play with me Lucas. Give me a godd*mn name!" Logan snaps at Lucas sending chills down his spine. Logan isn't the type to get violent easily, but it seems something has changed.
"It almost feels like it's a different person" Lucas thinks before finally giving an answer.
"Sebastian" he says, "it's Sebastian".
"Sebastian?" Logan mutters as he drifts off in thought >>>>>>>>
Three years ago>>>>
At a high-end club with changing coloured lights and loud music, Logan is to meet some business tycoons for an investment in his company. They had suggested that they meet at the club first to get to know each other on a personal level before doing actual business with each other. Over at the counter, Logan in a black suit and his girlfriend dressed in a short silk red gown discuss and laugh together as they sip from their wine glasses.
"You haven't seen them yet?" Chanel asked him, almost yelling to avoid getting drowned by the music, as he glanced around the room while sipping on his wine.
"I don't really know what they look like but I'm sure I can identify them when I see them" he replied.
"Pssst!" He heard and turned around only to see a blonde man with a crewcut in a suit walking up to him.
"Yeah, how can I help you?" He asked. Judging from his outfit, he was a security personnel.
"Are you Mr. McCarthy?" He asked sternly.
"Yeah why?"
"Please follow me" he said. He was skeptical but decided to comply.
"Wait here for me okay? I'll be back soon" He said to Chanel before kissing her on the cheek and walking away.
A few moments later>>>>
"Hey Mr McCarthy! Good to see you" one of the fat business men in a black suit said to Logan patting him fondly on the back as he took a seat. There were five of them, each with a completely nude masked model sitting beside or on their laps.There were drugs on the round table along with different bottles of liquor.
"Thank you sir" he responded with an awkward smile as his eyes locked onto one of the models, whose nudity was only covered by the predominantly dark colored changing lights.
"I see you're interested in doing business with us" another of the men said, "Here" he said as he passed him a glass of what he was drinking. Logan looked at the drink in his hands and back at the man.
"Drink that and we start talking" the man said with a smirk on his face as the rest started cheering him on.
"Drink it! Drink it! Drink it!". He had no drinking experience. What's he supposed to do?
Moments later>>>>
"Let go off me!" Logan suddenly heard as he tried to overcome his tipsiness. It was Chanel's voice.
"Chanel?" He said as he ran away from the table towards and towards her voice. He saw one of the men who was around the table, drunk and sexually harassing her.
"Get your hands off her!" He yelled as he launched a punch at him and that's where it all began>>>>>
His teeth grit in murderous rage as he stares intensely at the road ahead. Lucas notices the fury on his face and stays quiet. There is an awkward silence in the car as both guys stare at the road in front.
"I'm gonna kill him" Logan mutters, his stare intensifying and his breath becoming deeper as they drive into the horison.
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