Chapter 267 - Let the dead bury the dead (1/2)

''How did it go?'' Liam asked once they were outside the police station.

''I just gave them another more enticing suspect. '' She grinned as they got into the limousine waiting for them.

Liam's eyes widened; ''you implicated Douglas? '' he asked, looking surprised. He didn't think Catherine would want to drag Douglas into it knowing how dangerous he was.

''Implicate? How? He committed the crime so he should go in for it. Besides, we were being charged for a crime we didn't commit so I didn't have a choice. You should be happy, this is in our own interest, if he gets indicted, the company is all ours. Catherine chuckled heartily;

''Mom, Douglas can't go down that easily, he does dirty things, do you think he has no one in the police?''

Catherine shrugged; ''at least we succeeded in getting them off our backs, even if he maneuvers his way, he'll be under public scrutiny so he cannot dare come after us, because if he does, his connections in the police can't save him.''

Liam breathed out in relief; the last thing he wanted was something happening to any of them now, not when they were so close to achieving their goal.

…

Michelle drank from a cup of red wine as she sat with Douglas watching a show. He placed his right hand on her lap as they watched the TV. Michelle felt like puking, but she held herself. Everything in her wanted to set that hand on fire and watch it burn to ashes but she had to put up with him for now.

She wanted to kill him but she wanted to live too so she didn't want to be rash with anything she did, even though seeing him irritated her to her very bones. Now she thought about it_ that dream she had, Mia had told her that she shouldn't trust anyone.

Now she understood it, Douglas was the last person she expected to kill her, but what happened? He had been the one all along. A wife-beater, a rapist, a killer, he was the worst of evils comprised in one body.

Michelle gulped, coming back from her thoughts as Douglas's phone rang on the stool beside him; before, she didn't pay attention to anything he did, but right now, she didn't let any of his actions leave her sight. Even though her eyes were on the television, her whole interest was on his call.

Douglas's brows creased when he saw the caller, after thinking for a second, he picked the call.

'' hello? ''

''Douglas, it's been a while. ''

Douglas adjusted on his seat, this person never called, except there was trouble. ''yeah, it's been a while, how is family? ''

''All is fine, but we have a problem; '' he paused; ''you've been made a suspect in Nicklaus's murder case.'' Douglas stiffened, but he did not say a word.

The man on the other side was quiet for a second;

''Is there anything you need to tell me before the police come to you? '' He asked, in a sober tone. He had been the one covering up his numerous crimes, so he knew what Douglas was capable of.

Douglas swallowed; ''let's meet at your place this evening, what do you say? ''

''That's good. ''

''Great, see you later. '' He said and ended the call, placing the phone on the stool. He knew this might likely happen, but he always had a way around it. Nicklaus was dead; he shouldn't be tormenting him from his grave.

That evening, he met with the Chief of Police in his home and they sat over drinks in his garden;