The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 278

"If I suspect him, I will investigate him, and we will have problems. Look at it like this, so far, Vino has somehow, in his way, given us liberty in those hearings.

With him working against us, those hearings would be more difficult. It would be easy to recruit him to their side if I start suspecting and tormenting him," I said, and she giggled.

"You are thinking too hard about this. The people who sent me cards today do not seem like they were thinking in that direction, Sylvester.

If anything, they seem desperate and boxed in.

He has no relevance in all this," she said, and I did not want to argue with her.

"I guess you are right. The things that have happened have put me in a position where I overthink things." I said, and she came to me and dropped to her knees. I knew what she wanted to do, and I welcomed it.

" Let me help you take the edge off," she said, and all I could do was a growl in response.

We spent a few hours in our bedroom, making love, and soon it was evening.

Tamia and I showered together and left for the dinning room to have dinner. Then we were to question Liam on everything he knew about the organisation he was working for. I was relaxed after making love to my mate, and I looked forward to learning what was happening from Liam's angle.

We ate dinner in silence, and the moment we were done.

Marcel, Theodore and I went to question Liam. Tamia wanted to question him, but we decided we would go first, and then the women would go after. That way, we would likely get more from him than if all six of us were present.

Marcel, Theodore and I headed to the interrogation room in the dungeons of the estate, and I was feeling a bit impatient.

We had been walking blind for a while now, and answers were needed to help us through the situation.

Liam was cuffed with silver and sat on a chair with his cuffed hands resting on the table. It was also clear that he had been crying. He was only seventeen and bound to crack sooner than an adult.

I looked at the boy and smiled at him.

"I know you are a minor, Liam Zakharov," I said, and he widened his eyes.

"I have discussed this with your father, and I am surprised that the son of someone as prestigious as Alpha Christian Zakharov would get involved with a terrorist group.

I will go easy on you if you tell me the truth. Still, if you don't, I will treat you like an adult and make sure you are dealt with mercilessly until you beg for death. Still, it will never come because those dealing with you would enjoy your suffering.

I am sure you would not want that, so I implore you, to be honest, and say everything precisely as it is.

Do you think you can do that, or would you need the motivation to come from our enforcers?" I asked, and he shook his head, tears streaming down his face.

"I will speak, your eminence. I will tell you everything. Please do not hurt me. I made a mistake; please do not hurt me," he said, crying, and my heart broke that someone would do this to such a young man with a promising future. As things were, he would be lucky to keep his life because he had committed treason. Even though I was willing to spare his life, he would never succeed in his father and would never be recognised as a Zakharov.

These people had ruined his life, and I doubted they cared. He was just another means to an end.