Wolf’s Bane

The Ogre was now feeling how true his feared nickname was because he already had suspicions of this even before…

There was a slight change in the general smell of his room’s interior after every moment he arrived from his regular days off, which he would then try to figure out afterwards. Also, why would there be slight changes that were almost imperceptible but still undeniable in his owned items, clothing and even furniture? And last but not least, why did some of his hidden prized possessions would suddenly go missing…

Such as the aforementioned Katana that the governor is currently waving in front of his face!

How could Hero ignore the general feeling that something was off which, in the end, he would ignore but be aware of when he would leave again? That was the reason why he would keep things hidden away in secret hiding places within his room.

Regrettably, it seems that they were more thorough these past few days though…

“This was owned by Senyor Antonio, correct? I have seen this displayed in full view like a trophy in his home before and have always wondered what happened to it…”

“He gave it to me before he died,” interrupted the Left Hand with a very low and almost growling tone which said a lot more than his actual words did.

“Oh, you mean before you killed him?”

Hero bit into his tongue just to stop himself from speaking. He and the Right Hand had both sworn to never reveal who really assassinated his mentor. What everyone knew was that he was the one who pulled the trigger on The Senyor.

And he’s not about to crucify himself by admitting the truth to his much-hated superior.

At least, not yet…

As far as the governor knew, The Right Hand was there to witness the assassination, assist when necessary and would be the one to get rid of the body. After he is finished with his assigned task connected to Antonio Marinelli, Aaron would then make the call to inform both The Left Hand and this cold-blooded politician who had issued the strike that the deed was done.

No, this is definitely not the right time for that particular confession…This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“So, I wonder, why do you still keep this memento with you if not for the fact that you still have deep-seated loyalties to your deceased mentor, Left Hand? This does not look very promising for our working relationship, don’t you agree?”

And at this point, the governor, with his balls still on display because of his slightly opened silk robe, suddenly unsheathed the sword completely and swiftly slashed sideways at the Left Hand!

It wasn’t swift enough though since Hero kicked back with both legs and all his strength to tip the armchair that he was sitting on backwards. This swift action caused him to roll off his seat and end up in a low crouching position a few feet away from his still-armed half-dressed leader.

“AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!” screamed Kahlagu as he stood and rushed forward with the sword raised high above his head.

Hero effortlessly rolled to the side and ended up on all fours, while the governor hit the carpeted floor with the sword. The Left Hand cringed at the sound of the blade going through the thick furry carpet and hitting the marble tiles underneath.

He was actually more worried about the sword being broken than him being wounded, considering how inept his sex-crazed superior was with any kind of blade. Also, he knew that drawing his gun out and shooting this motherfucking maniac would be the cause of his instant death at the hands of all the security people of the mansion, and even further than that.

And though he had personally trained all of the governor’s guards, gangs and security personnel at one point in their lives, they were still loyal to the governor and his wife. Well, more like feared them both, and the stories about them, real or not, would not work in his favor in the end.

Killing the bastard now would instantly make him the country’s most wanted faster than he could blink and would mean trouble for his friends and family…

And that he would not allow!

Ignoring his automatic reflex to reach for his revolver, he lunged at the governor as he was about to swing the sword towards him again, propelling himself with another strong kick. Hero then bulldozed through the skeletal-bodied bearded male, with his hands firmly holding on to Ed’s fists which were both wrapped around the samurai sword’s handle.

The only thing that the corrupt politician could do in retaliation was to scream in anger and frustration at that point since his almost non-existent strength was no match against the Ogre. Then suddenly, the suite’s front door opened wide with a loud crash from a strong and violent kick from the other side of it!

“FREEZE! DON’T MOVE AND LET GO OF THE GOVERNOR! Oh… Left Hand… We didn’t know…”

Suddenly, from under Hero, the governor started to laugh, and it was a hollow and mirthless sound that chilled everyone in the room to the bone.

“Yes, don’t worry, boy. I’m just getting myself some well-deserved training from our dear Left Hand, as usual. I’ve rather missed his coaching since he has been gone for a few days and we’re just restarting from where we left off… Right, Hiromoto?”

Against his will, Hero nodded, let go of the governor, and stood up to face the bodyguard who had replaced Nick earlier. This slightly leaner guy still had his gun trained on the Left Hand although his face was not sure whether he should resist or stay.

The Ogre then helped the governor up, still watching the sword that was in his very disheveled boss’ right hand. “Maybe I should take that while you fix your robe, Sir.”

“No, fix my robe first and then you can have the Katana back,” snapped the now half-naked politician, since his silk robe was now completely open. “And guard, close the door behind you when you leave.”

The said watchman was swift to comply, while the Left Hand humbly and silently did as he was told, his gaze still on the unsheathed and sharp samurai blade just held loosely beside him. The governor’s cold smile was still on his face the whole time as he completed his task.

“To answer your question, Sir, I am completely loyal to you simply because I cannot find a stronger or more powerful leader than you. That was the reason why I obeyed your orders to kill my former master, so you can be assured that I won’t betray you.”

“Until a stronger leader than me comes along, which will never happen, that is. I like your reasoning, boy…”

“And may I say, though I am not happy with you freely looking through my room and my possessions, I understand why you did so. As proof of my loyalty to you Sir, I will tell you where I went this past few days. It was meant to be a surprise, you see, so I wasn’t planning to say anything until I have completed the needed requirements,” Hero explained in that same humble tone that he knew Ed liked to hear from his people, as he finished fixing up his master’s robe.

“I hate surprises…” sneered Kahlagu.

“Well, this you will like, I’m certain of it. I have been looking through the properties once owned by my former mentor and I found a few secret ones. These past few days, I have travelled to one of them and it seemed to be a safe house in the middle of nowhere. It can be useful to us if we ever need some sort of sanctuary so I have requested the people who are currently using it to leave since it’s now my… OUR property. Please feel free to let me know when you want to visit it so I can personally escort you there, Sir.”

The governor’s smirk widened as he sat back down on the sofa. “Hmmm… you’re right, I do like that surprise! I suggest that you look into every hidden property Antonio had owned before his death so we can claim all of them for our use. I’m sure these would be good places to put up more bordellos and whorehouses, even if they are quite remote. Good job, Left Hand, you have restored my faith and trust in you!”