Chapter 154 Rick Styles

Chapter 154 Rick Styles

After finishing with Susan, Jack put on his clothes and moved towards the living area and saw Cassie sleeping there on her stomach.

Her head was buried under the pillow as if she was suppressing some voices in her ears and one of her legs was hanging from the sofa.

She was in a deep sleep.

Jack looked at her and a smile formed on his face.

'She looks so cute while sleeping.' He wanted to go and slap her plump ass, however, he decided not to, he didn't wanna get killed for such a small reason.

He moved to the other sofa and took out the paper from his pants that Vieva gave him.

He looked at the paper and saw the image of the young guy, previously he was in a hurry so he didn't get a good look at his face, however now that he had seen it, he could tell that the boy was pretty young and handsome to be working in a construction site.

He looked more like a supermodel with hollow cheeks, dark black hair, thick eyebrows and a well-defined jaw structure.

"Why didn't he try modelling?" A sudden thought entered Jack's mind however it didn't stay for long, Jack was only curious about the man a bit.

He then moved his hands and took out his notebook and pen from a drawer near the sofas.

He rolled the ball pen in his hand for a few seconds thinking of a question to ask and soon enough a spark appeared in his eyes and he focused on the back page.

'Is Rick Styles really a construction worker?' He asked with yes and no options.

He scanned the first option and it flashed green, which meant that the man worked as a construction worker.

He then looked at the second option and as expected it flashed red.

Jack sighed at the information, 'Do I have to kill a normal construction worker?' Jack was a simple guy with a moral compass.

His concise would never let him murder someone innocent.

However, after dealing with such strange things in his life he was not too set in the stone. If it comes to the danger of his girls versus killing an Innocent guy then he would always choose later.

Although he might be considered selfish, this is what he thought, however, he would never kill an innocent guy if there was any other way of saving his girls.

If there is a chance that he could save both his girls and the innocent person then he would choose that option even if it risks his life.

He was ready to risk his own life but he can't let anything happen to his girls.

He took in a deep breath and wrote another question.

'Is Rick Styles a morally wrong person?' He asked.

And wrote another yes and no option.

And soon enough he got his answer, the small truth panel flashed a green 'Yes' option.

Jack looked at the green panel and sighed.

He didn't define what would be considered as morally right or wrong person. Even Jack himself could be considered as a morally wrong person as he has killed Mr Wang and uses a supernatural tool to get affection from his girls.

Anyone could be morally wrong in this world.

Jack asked this question just to set a background of what he was about to ask next.

And he was asking these questions just to make him feel better or to find a reason to kill him.

He then asked another question.

'Has Rick Styles killed anyone?'

And this time the answer shocked him a bit, the panel flashed green on 'Yes.' which meant that the young guy had murdered at least one person in his life.

'What did I expect? Guys involved with Vieva can't be normal ones.' He sighed and flipped the page of his notebook to ask some more questions.

'Will Rick Styles harm any of my girls in future if I don't kill him?' He asked.

And this time the answer shocked Jack even more and it flashed green on 'Yes.'

So if he didn't kill this Rick guy then he could potentially harm one of his girls.

And Jack didn't want that to happen.

He took in a deep breath and wrote the next question.

"Will the guy kill any of my girls if I don't do anything?" Jack wrote the question and then wrote the yes and no options.

He then prepared himself with a deep breath and then focused on the answers.

He first looked at Yes and to his terror it flashed green, which meant that this Rick Styles guy would kill at least one of his girls.

And Jack didn't want that to happen.

He then wrote which of his girls will the guy kill and it showed that he would kill every girl related to him.

Even Vieva's name flashed green when he asked about her and this was unexpected for him.

'So the guy would even kill Vieva if I didn't do anything about him. He must be a big deal.' Jack thought and gulped his saliva.

Killing Vieva was not a small deal, she was pretty powerful herself. She even killed the old beggar.

To think that a young guy like him could kill her was a bone-chilling fact for Jack.

'How am I supposed to kill this guy?' He thought and sighed.

He closed the book depressed and went for some beer.

Soon enough night came and Susan came from her room and Cassie also woke up, she looked at both of them with a weird expression on her face.

Susan on the other hand blushed looking at Cassie, after some time even Nicole came and all of them talked over the TV while having some beer.

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At a construction site near Jack's house, a young and handsome man moved out and started moving on the road.

He was wearing a brownish leather jacket with dark blue jeans and a white shirt.

He also held a big construction hammer in his hand and with his other hand he was smoking a cigarette.

There was a serious expression on his face that made him look even more handsome.

After walking down some roads he soon reached a small house covered with a big garden all around and there were very less houses in the area.

He threw his half-smoked cigarette on the grass and entered the house with the hammer still in his hands.

Only after reaching his small living area did he place the hammer on the sofa and reach for his fridge.

He picked a beer can from the fridge and opened it, taking a sip from it he started whistling a tune.

He then picked up the hammer again and moved towards a small door with his serious expression still on his face.

His lips turned rounded and he kept wistling.

He moved towards a small door inside the hallway and soon opened it while placing the beer can on the table placed at the side.

Inside the small door, there was an old staircase that led to the basement.

After stepping down the staircase he could hear some muffled voices and only after hearing the voice did a smile form on his face.

His old serious expressions vanished from his face and a big creepy smile formed on his face.

"Hahaha... So you are still alive, look I brought a gift for you."

Rick looked at a girl in front of him she was lying on the floor with both her hands and legs tied down tightly with a rope.

Even her mouth was stuffed and tied down.

She was wearing a yellow coloured sports bra and panties, her hair was blonde and she was bleeding out of the corner of her mouth.

She looked at Rick with a terrified expression on her face.

"Mmm...mmm..." She crawled back on the floor as if scared of Rick.

"Hahhaha..." Rick laughed and moved towards her while picking up the hammer.

"Here is your gift..." He laughed and moved the hammer above his head.

"Die bitch..." He laughed again.

The girl on the floor looked at the hammer with a terrified expression on her face as tears started to drip down her eyes.

"Mmm...mmm..." She tried to plead however it made him laugh out loud even more.

He then placed the hammer down again without hitting her.

"I like it when you make that expression." He moved and squatted near her.

His hands glided through her legs to her face

When the girl felt his hand on her leg, a shiver ran down her spine.

She instinctively moved back from his hand as if she was disgusted by it.

Rick's serious expression appeared on his face again and he spat on the ground.

"I was wrong you are still a bitch!" He flung his hand and slapped her face loudly.

"Ahh..." The girl grunted and her head landed on the floor, she also vomited a lot of blood that seeped through the cloth on her face.