Kael went in to the hotel to meet the lead. He reached his VIP suite and opened the door. Jose was already there with couple of gangs men, and Kael's head of security Luiz was present with the lead that he informed earlier.

"Meu filho. como você tem estado" ( my boy! how have you been) Jose gave Kael a fatherly hug patting him on the back. He was the only father figure Kael had when he was orphaned twenty years ago.

"Foi bom Jose, obrigado" ( been good Jose, thanks)

"Luiz, is he ready to talk?" Kael asked in a commanding voice.

"Yes, he is in the other room, vamos" Luiz lead Kael to the room where the lead was in followed by Jose.

He was there seated facing the window. Kael signaled to close the blinds. He sat on the black leather couch facing the lead. Kaels expressions beaming anger and control. The man sitting in front of him tried his best to hide the uneasyness he felt at Kaels presence but failed.

"Speak" Kael demanded

The man opened his mouth but stuttered in fear.

"Speak up NOW! I do not have much patience" Kael roared at the poor man.

"I.. My name is Brendon, I work for.. for Mateo. I have never met him all I do is deliver packages after they are passed through the border. Javier he, he handles all the deals. All I do is follow orders." Brendon answered his voice terror-strickened.

"what information you have for me?" Kael asked leaning forward his elbows resting on his knees hands crossed.

"I have heard stories. your..your fathers death is a famous tale told in all mafia. it's a prestige to even mention his name for the boys. so they say, that.. the most trusted.. "

"I know the facts idiot, just get to the point. give me something valuable or you wont see sunrise tomorrow for wasting my time here" Kael yelled at Brendon in frustration kicking the stool near by flipping it over a feet or two.

"the rumor has it, that man who lead the FBI to your father was given a new identity by the US authorities. I heard that he is still in the states with his family."

"and how do you know this?" Kael inquired

"We have our sources, Mateo befriended some men from the authorities, he use them to assist in his deals and pays them well, I over heard a conversation of Mateo and Javier the last time he visited. they were talking about an ex-agent of FBI some one named Morai or so I heard. He leaks sensitive information of the bureau for a large chunks of cash."

"That, that is all i know" he said in awe taking a quick glance at the window which was closed with the blinds.

Kael stared at Brendon with interest sensing something suspicious about the man. He spotted a wire peering from the mans jacket.Kael's eyes observing Brendon.

"Is it now,okay Brandon I appreciate for giving me this valuable piece of information." Kael stood up forwarding his right hand for a shake. Brendon surprised by this act he forwarded his hand on impulse. Kael gripped the mans hand and pulled away his wrist watch,wounding Brendons wrist, blood oozing from it. Brendon chocked in pain. Luiz and two other men grabbing Brendon blocking a chance of escape.

"a Spy watch!Well well well, to whom are you recording this conversation for Brendon? oh I am sorry, AGENT?" Kael questioned him stressing on the last word. He didn't utter a word.

Kael walked to him, clutching Brendons jacket dragged a mini microphone out of it. Kaels eyes emanating fearce.

"you messed with the wrong guy agents, this is the best you could do? sending a puppet to collect evidence!" Kael yelled at the microphone in condemnation.

"please send my condolences to his family" saying that Kael crushed the mic and the watch with his boot.

"No no please" Brendon pleaded

Kael punched him on the face breaking his nose and striked right on the head with his elbow, the hard blow knocked Brendon down unconcious. He took out his gun and fired a single shot to the head killing the spy on the spot. Kael dashed out of the room to the lounge area banging the door behind him.

Luiz tried to follow his boss but stopped at the signal of Jose.

"deixe-o em paz" ( leave him alone) said Jose.

Kael sat on the couch elbows resting on his knees, his hands covered in blood.staring down immersed in resentment. His only pacification was killing Brendon. Jose sat down beside him.

"you want to wash it away Kael"

"hmm"

"Son, We will get him, we have several leads, it may take long but we will defenitly find peace for Lucas" Jose said in solace.

" we waited long enough Jose, I WAITED long enough!! now I am at the edge of losing it. for twenty years I suffer and for twenty years he live in peace. I can't take it anymore" Kaels voice quivering and low.Jose pat him on the back in an effort to soothe Kael, he knew that it's something he could never do, but he never stopped trying. Kael sank in to the couch closing his eyes.

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Hey folks this is how I pictured Kael would be in real life. He has the looks of a dangerous mafia yet drop dead handsome. It's Ferron Culderon he is an international model.

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