Chapter Sixty-Five

Ryan's POV

I was about leaving my office for the day when the door suddenly opened and Dad came in again.

"What are you doing here now?" I asked.

"I was just coming back from the Prime Minister's residence and I decided to come here again" he said.

"Why? I already told you I'm not interested in anything you want me to do."

"What's wrong with you Ryan?" He asked. 

"You Dad, you are what's wrong, all you've ever care about is what you can use me to achieve. I worked my ass off and did terrible things just to make you proud but I just recently realized that you do not care about me but only about my achievement." I said.

"That's not true Ryan." 

"It is true, you sent me to a war zone and I came back on crutches but you didn't care, all you were concerned about is the Prime Minister and Alexander Sanchez."

"I'm concerned about them because of you Ryan. I wasn't born a rich kid, I had to work my way up doing anything. You had no idea what I had to go through to be where I am today. All I want is for you to be successful but because of your stupid emotions, you loosed a great opportunity today" he said.

"I don't care about success, I just want you to care about me."

"I do care about you that's why I want you to be successful and I'm sorry I sent you to that war zone, you do not know how much I regretted it when I heard you guys were held captive by the Taliban forces." He said as he moved closed to me and hugged me.

"I'm sorry Ryan, I'm sorry for making you feel like you aren't loved but trust me, I do love you and I care about you too" he said.

"I'm sorry too Dad" I said.

"Just don't ever think that I do not care about you again." He said and I smiled.

"So you said something about the Prime Minister?"

"Yeah but it's already too late and now I am pretty sure the Prime Minister is going to die in Alex's hand and if that happens then I'm next, Alex will come after me too." Dad said.

What is Dad saying? I don't understand.

"What do you mean Dad? What are you talking about?"

"I did something Ryan, back then when you were still a kid, I did something to get to where I am today" he said.

"What did you do?" I asked

"William Sanders came to me back then and offered me a deal, I help him become Prime Minister and he'll offer me a position in his cabinet in return, I was a desperate man who wanted to get higher in position so I agreed. I helped him kill the Prime Minister back then, and Alex's parents who were working under me found out that the Prime Minister was murdered and wanted to report to the police. William and I had to take care of them, things got messy and another couple got involved and we killed them all. I personally pulled the trigger to kill Alex's parents on William's orders and now, Alex is coming after us." Dad said.

"You aren't saying anything." Dad said after a while.

"Well I'm just surprised but I do not blame you Dad, it's every man for himself in this world. You taught me that and you did what was necessary to get to the top, I've also done some very bad things myself so I don't blame you. Perhaps, since Mom died in that plane crash, you are the only parent I have left so I can't loose you." I said and he smiled.

"Thanks a lot Ryan" he said.

"Take me to the Prime Minister" I said.

"What? Why?" He asked.

"If Alex is coming after you guys, then I want to be of help, Alex is my enemy too, I've been dragging a position with him for long." I said and Dad nodded.

"Sure, let's go" he said.

Alex's POV

I looked at my bedside clock as the alarm rang.

It's morning already and I didn't even get to sleep much.

I was thinking throughout the night.

I was discharged from the hospital yesterday and I'll start working again today but the only thing on my mind is Jasmine.

I called her last night be she won't pick up my calls.

"I'm sorry Jasmine but I have to do this, I can't let William Sanders live." I said aloud.

I stood up from my bed, bathed and wore my suit.

While I was wearing the suit I remembered the kinds of clothes Jasmine bought for me when we went to Brazil, well I was the one that bought it for myself since I paid for it.

I still have the clothes in my closet.

I smiled as I remembered everything that happened back then.

My phone suddenly rang and it was the Prime Minister calling.

I picked it up.

🗨️ "Alexander Sanchez" he called.

"William Sanders" I replied and he chuckled.

🗨️ "Come to my residence, we have something to talk about." he said and ended the call without giving me a chance to reply.

I took my car keys and went to my car and drove straight to his residence.

I pray this plan works out.