After sex trafficking ring went viral, Lord Caliber had to lay low for a couple of weeks. To his knowledge, Sabrina was still in the custody of the police, and Father Raphael was missing along with the woman he was toying with. Making matters worse, Father Raphael's mansion was burned to the ground, and his security detail was missing.
He had his problems with revelations of his daemonic brothel empire exposed to the public. Fortunately, he was not named as a suspect. All of his locations and properties were filed under false names. It would not lead back to him, but that is just the other side of the law.
He knew he would face the alternatives of justice in the form of MUSCA and The Crux. That is if these two ever co-exist.
But he had to focus on one crisis at a time.
Lord Caliber tried calling his office and his home with no answer. He then broke down, went to his house in the city, and was not there. Fortunately, he got information from his maid that he went to his beach house with his wife in Pevensey Bay.
He would have to make the trip there to see if he was all alright. He was still skeptical about the call from his wife. Was he captured? Did he side with the Crux? So many scenarios went through his brain while driving to the destination. He knew where to go since he bought the beach house and gave it to him as a gift.
Lord Caliber wasted no time arriving at the beach house. There was a car that he didn't recognize, and the lights were on. At least he had his Glock 17, just in case things got too complicated. He parked on the other side of the street and went out.
It took him at least a minute to look around the area. Mustering enough courage, he crossed the street and carefully walked up the steps. Before he could knock on the door, a redheaded woman with dark eyes glared back at him. Let's say she wasn't too happy seeing him.
Of course, doing his research, he already knew who she was, "Meghan. We talked over the--"
Meghan spat in his face, startling Lord Caliber.
"I know who you are! I know who you people are!" Meghan bellowed. "you bunch of sick fucks! I have been dealing with your monkeyshines for years in my hospital, Kenny! And you have worsened since your daddy wasn't around to save you!" she screamed.
Keeping his cool, he took a handkerchief and wiped his face, “That was not smart!”
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“FUCK YOU, KENNY!” Meghan yelled.
He finally snapped and let his rage take over, pinning her against the door with his hand wrapped around her throat, "No. Fuck you." He said with a smile.
"Hey, hey, hey!" a familiar voice chimed. "What the hell is going on back there?"
Kenny would see the last person he'd ever want to come across in this situation. It was the Holy Mother and his aunt, Maria. She was wearing a blue hoodie with black yoga pants. Lord Caliber lets go of Meghan as she approaches the two, staring daggers at him.
“It seems you two have some issues; I’d take it!” Maria addressed.
“Holy Mother, I--”
"Please, my constituents call me that. But you, Meghan, you call me Maria." She insisted.
It didn’t make Meghan comfortable, “Okay, Maria.”
Maria smiled, "I spoke to your husband, but not about his working relationship with my nephew. As a lawyer myself, I cannot break client/attorney privilege. Like you cannot break your Hippocratic oath, doctor." She explained.
Meghan glared, “My husband is done representing your client.”
"That's between them, doctor, and not for us to decide," Maria stated as she looked outside to see a beautiful day. "And who said we don't have sunshine." She then stepped outside onto the porch. "He's just tired and overworked. We do have a lot on our plate. That is why I suggest the counselor have some time off so that he can return soon. And since he's here, he is relaxed now. Especially with a lovely woman like yourself." She winked with a smile.
Meghan didn’t want to show disgust, but it was written all over her face.
"Now, we shall take our leave. Kenny, I want you to drive me back to the city." Maria said while taking Kenny by the arm.
Kenny relented as he left with his aunt, with a terrified Meghan looking on.
The ride back would be a tough one as the silence was unbearable.
Lord Caliber would vent while driving down the highway, "Look, I... Thanks for stepping in. But I could have handled it--"
“Stop the car...” Maria bellowed.
She didn’t have to say it twice as Lord Caliber did what he was told.
Parking his car at the side of the highway, they sat there for a few minutes.
Then, 'the Holy Mother' finally spoke, "You thought you were so smart that they wouldn't piece it all together? They figured you out since day one."
“No one knows it was me...” Lord Caliber assured.
"They do, but they can't charge you because I will handle it. And now they will assume that we are all in on it. That is why I'm giving you 24 hours to shut everything down when we return once you leave the car. You get your people out of this continent and have anyone still alive working to place them in my sanctuaries so that we can get them back on their feet."
“I thought we were--”
"You are not allowed to think anymore, Kenny!" Maria snapped. "I run this shit! Me, not you! You are only here because he didn't want you to end up like your mother! And I will be dammed to have some product of rape ruin everything I have built because some motherfucker has been desensitized to smut porn and can't get his dick hard anymore, so he has to go out and do the real thing!”
After that scolding, there was silence. Sitting back in his seat, Lord Caliber just took it. He knew that he was in deep shit with his aunt. The last thing they need is more scrutiny. And Meghan knows what happened is going to make it even worse.
“DRIVE, YOU SICK FUCK!” the infuriated Maria demanded as Lord Caliber calmly started the car and got on the highway and back to London.
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