Black Hand

Epilogue

A year passes after I brutally murdered my father and put a stop to EmberWing. For the year, there was no chatter or any kind of activity on the abortion operation, so I believed with the death of Aziel Min, that died too.

Maybe. Or Maybe not.

I open the door to the house and standing there is this kid, possibly no more than 14 years old. He's soaking wet from the sudden pouring rain. I usher him inside the house and get him a warm, fresh towel. I wrap it around him and have him sit, while I dry his hair.

"Thank you." The kid shivers.

"What are you doing here this late?" I increase the heat on the blowdryer.

"Um well, I thought maybe you could help me. Someone said that if I can't go to the police, the next best thing is to come see you."

"O-okay. What's going on kid?"

"My mom. She was um... pregnant. And some guy, I think it was the one she was dating. Well, he um.." The kid starts to say. I put the pieces together.

"He forced her to have an abortion."

The kid nods. I thought it ended with my father. 37 women plus those undocumented from human trafficking. But father is dead. I know he is. So, who could be doing this? With father gone, EmberWing was easy to rip apart. And as much as I wanted to take that empire over, I wanted nothing to do with him. So, I turned it to Interpol. Neesha went haywire with it.

As for Joanna, Azia and Jozi, I bought Azia and Jozi from Joanna who was more than happy to sell her children for the money. Bitch. Jozi works with the Black Hand's escort service partner and Azia's finishing university. I told her about her father, me, Jozi and her mother. The truth. The real truth. Surprisingly, she didn't find it hard to believe. Joanna's as twisted as her husband who believed her children were actually his sex slaves and let him use the three of them for his own fucked up pleasure. Azia got out of it by going to university in another country. But left her sister behind to suffer. I guess Zora was right in a way. I am like my father. In that we all share the same twisted brain. Unknowingly, I went into this business and came out on top but the only way that happened was if I was ready to torture, kill, and be part of two very big global trafficking trades. 

I finish blowdrying his hair and get him a change of clothes. All I could offer were some of Ace's clothes. Mine would have been way too big. The kid goes into the bathroom and changes. I need to be alert now that there is new information.

There is another player involved.

And I intend to find out who.