Free Web NovelChapter 297: Couper’s Punishment
The operation against Goridus went smoothly. The police raided his secret underground hideout in a special sting operation. They went in full force and were able to capture him along with his many minions.
It was a long five-hour operation but was successful in the end. Their undercover officer emerged triumphant.
The case they had prepared against Goridus was strong but first, they needed to know where Doran was holding Skyla. Goridus had been using his influence and money to keep Adam’s Corporation afloat. The modern tech Doran had been using to evade being traced was also one of many gifts Goridus had provided him.
Now with his capture, it was only a matter of time before the company would start sinking. Doran’s handling of the business lately had been objectionable. He wasn’t physically present to see to the affairs of the company. All his focus was on Skyla and winning her back.
The interrogation of Mithias, Irisa and Goridus didn’t bear much fruit. They were unaware of Doran’s location. He only spoke to them on the phone and after kidnapping Skyla he went his own way. He had been smart enough to not reveal his location to anyone.
Mithias and Goridus would have long trials, with hefty sentences with Goridus facing the death penalty. But all these developments didn’t ease Zyair. He wanted his wife back.
It had been three weeks since Skyla had been kidnapped and he had hardly slept. His demons clung to him like vile shadows, his heart darkened with every passing day.
Against the police’s instructions, Zyair had gotten Couper (CEO of the company who signed the deal with Zyair when Skyla was taken). Kail was the one who had brought him to Angel City.
They kept him in a remote warehouse.
"Remove his blindfold. I want him to look at me when he tells me how he colluded with a monster to have my wife kidnapped," Zyair’s voice menacingly thundered in the warehouse.
Kail instantly obeyed.
Couper was shivering uncontrollably about to shit his pants. His hands were tied behind his back as he had been strapped to a chair and stripped of clothes except his underwear.
His benefactor had been captured and now there was no escape from Zyair’s wrath. He had betrayed an upright man, and most importantly he had led his pregnant wife to be taken away from him.
Zyair stepped closer and gripped his scared face in his rough hand. His long fingers which were always so gentle when they touched Skyla were nothing but painful today.
"Where is my wife? Where is Doran keeping her?" Zyair let out a low threatening growl, which carried his anger and hate.
"I–I don’t k–know I swear. I only dealt with Goridus, I don’t know Doran. Please! Believe me," he wheezed out searching Zyair’s face for any mercy. It was probably true because no information indicated they had ever met or corresponded.
"How much? How much money did you take from Goridus?" The blood reigned supreme in Zyair’s oceanic eyes, there was no serenity in them.
"I—I..." The punch came long and hard, whipping his face in the other direction, a splatter of blood scattered from his mouth in a spray.
"Speak or I will break all your teeth. One by one," Zyair growled while Couper hollered in pain. His hand landed into Couper’s hair and tugged it so roughly that he shrieked like a little girl again.
"O–one million," he blabbered, the fear crawling all over him. Kail stood by the side and watched him with disgust as well. How people fell so low for money.
Zyair’s face was totally emotionless, only rage resided on it. There was no mercy, his heart had been tainted because of this sick society.
"You sold your soul for one million dollars? People like you are sorry excuses for men who should die the most painful deaths. So here is what we are going to do. You will slap your face exactly one million times. It takes a day, days or weeks, I don’t care. And you are going to count each slap, as a reminder of the money you took which endangered innocent lives."
Zyair jerked his head back and straightened up, observing all kinds of fears dancing on Couper’s face. His eyes almost bulged out.
"And then you are going to turn yourself in to the police and plead guilty for your crimes. You will ask for lifetime imprisonment and will rot in jail forever. Failing to do so I will break every bone in your body and keep you alive in that condition. The choice is yours."
This was like dealing with Diego all over again for Zyair. He had wished to leave that in the past and not go down the road of violence again but these people demanded it.
The colours on Couper’s face changed faster than they did in a kaleidoscope. The horror and shock remained permanent though.
"Please! Mr Zyair, show some mercy. I will not do it again," he pleaded between his cries.
"Did you feel mercy when you agreed to work with a man like Goridus? You think I don’t know about your side activities now? Get started because I have places to be." freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Zyair turned away and walked back to the sofa which had been strategically placed right in the sight of the chair.
"Kail, free his right hand. And if he slows down or refuses, punch him," Zyair stiffly ordered, sitting down and steepling his hands while placing his elbows on his knees.
"Yes, Sir!" Kail was more than happy to oblige. Couper watched in horror as Kail freed his left hand and indicated to him to get started. The hulk of a bodyguard was scarier than Zyair and Couper knew his punches would hurt as hell. It was better to slap oneself than have him lay his hand on him.
"Hurry up!" Zyair’s agitated voice shook Couper and he quickly brought his hand to his left cheek, gently slapping himself.
"Kail! Show him how it’s done." The dark tone of his voice sent shudders through Couper and he wished to scream. Kail pulled his sleeves up ready to slap him.
"No, no, I will do it myself." Couper flinched and slapped himself hard on his face.
Zyair and Kail satisfactorily watched as Couper picked up the pace and speed, turning his cheek red from the force of these hits.
