Chapter Three

   It was exactly 8 a.m. when Godzilla's private jet landed in the Reign's Mansion. He came out first with his five bodyguards, all dressed in black suits. His white hair was dyed black, and he wore a leather coat and a black booth.

    As he walked to the house, he looked so expressionless. Zayn bowed deeply upon seeing him."Miles," he paused. 

   He removed the black shades he was wearing. "Where's that spoiled brat?" Godzilla questioned.

"He has been in his study all through the night," Zayn answered in return.

  Godzilla motioned for his bodyguards to follow him, and they headed for the study. The bodyguards were instructed to remain outside while Godzilla proceeded to the study. He entered and met Zach, sipping alcohol lifelessly."Zay," he called, and Zach shrugged his head. "Why are you here?"

     "When Charleston was still alive, you didn't bother to visit," Zach spoke angrily.

    "You aren't a saint yourself. When Charleston was alive, I used to force you to go out with him because you always chose work over him. Maybe if you had agreed to go out with him, he would have been alive and healthy," Godzilla roared in vehemence.

   "I know! I know it's my fault, and the guilt is killing me," Zach retorted, tears spilling out of his eyes. "Listen, boy, I ain't telling you all this for you to shed some damn tears. We have to go find who did this to Charleston and make them pay hard. And don't ever forget that Mafias don't cry," Godzilla advises, leaving him there.

  Zach immediately wiped the tears that were on his face; his fist folded tightly, and his veins bulged. Whoever did this to Charleston would pay, for sure.

Verona, Italy.....

   "No!" Brittany wailed in fear and woke up; she had been asleep for the past four hours. She had a horrible nightmare. She was strip dancing for Charleston in the same room 35 then all of a sudden, a bloody knife appeared in her hands. She looked up, and she saw Charleston in a bloody mess. The guilt is killing, and the nightmares are intensifying everything. She didn't kill him, so what was happening now? 

   She quickly got down from the bed and hurriedly took her bath. She was currently working as a waitress in a cafe, so she had her breakfast and hurried there.

Gustoso Cafe 

     As she cleaned the tables, Brittany tied her apron to her waist."Have you heard what happened to Charleston Reign?" She overheard two of the customers discussing. "Of course, he died mysteriously," the other added. "I think he was murdered, and I'm sure whoever is responsible for his death will pay dearly." 

   Brittany gulped in fear. How on earth was he still popular here? Will she have to run to Mars before she can be free of all this? "Hey you!" the customers who were gossiping about Charleston called for her. She quickly ran to the place where they were to take their order.  Afterward, she went to carry their food on a tray, but she was absent-minded. She slipped and fell, her face falling right into the coffee."What kind of useless waitress is this?" The customers complained. 

"This is why I hate blacks; let's leave." They both got up and left. Brittany got up, feeling so humiliated.

   Her life was a total mess. Since her shift was over, she pulled on her apron and left the restaurant. 

    On getting to her one-room apartment, she picked up her phone and decided to call Ariel. She picked up the first ring."Brittany!" Ariel squealed happily like she'd seen her in real life.

 "Ariel, how are you?" 

"Forget about me first, Brittany. How are things going in Italy?"

"Everything is fine. Don’t worry about me," 

“Tell that to my dead grandmother, I know you too well; even if things are going upside down, you won't say a thing," Ariel hissed.

  "Ariel, I'm okay for real. Did Mr. Bricks question you?"

"Of course, he just asked about your whereabouts, and I denied knowing anything about it. It was easy," Ariel giggled.

 "Thanks, babe. I don't know what I'll do without you." 

"Stop thanking me. I'm your friend, so it's my job," 

 "I have to go now. I've got one more dance to do before I'm allowed to go home,"

 “Bye, baby," Brittany immediately hung up.

"She couldn't even allow me to say goodbye too." Ariel pouted, turned, and saw Mr. Bricks standing at the door that was now left open. She started shaking fearfully, and her phone almost fell to the ground.

   Zach, Zayn, and Godzilla were at Zillah Hospital, owned by Godzilla himself. They were waiting patiently for Charleston's autopsy results. The doctor came out trembling. He was the same doctor who told Zach about Charleston's death. He was still scared of Zach, as he had always been."Arsenal, what does the result say?" Godzilla demanded.  "He died of poison." Doctor Arsenal replied. "Poison?" Zach asked in a dangerous voice. "Has your brain aged with time?" Godzilla questioned with sarcasm. "No one would dare poison a Reign," Godzilla spoke confidently. 

    "Godzilla, I think we should let the doctor... whatever, explain what he's trying to say. I also think Charleston was poisoned.” Zayn added his opinion.  He had seen Charleston's condition and was sure he was poisoned.   

 "Whatever, speak Arsenal!" Godzilla said in outrage.  

  "Sir, the autopsy result confirmed that he was poisoned with strychnine poison. No one has ever survived it,"  Arsenal answered, his lips trembling in fear of being shot.

   "Dynasty X? Strychnine poison? What's connecting these two?" Zayn asked.  

"We're heading to Dynasty X to get more answers," Zach ordered with a stoic expression on his face.

"I need to head over to the company to sort out a lot of things. The company has been messy since Charleston passed away," Godzilla conveyed.

  Zach walked away without saying a thing, and Zayn followed suit. They both got into Zach's BMW when they arrived at the parking lot."Bro, are you okay?" Zayn asked.

   "I'll be fine once I make the culprit go through hell," Zach uttered and started the car. 

    He drove at full speed, heading straight for Dynasty X.

Dynasty X

      Ariel had just finished her dance; the crowd went wild for her, but it couldn't be compared to when Brittany was on stage.  When she left the stage, Mr. Bricks pulled her harshly by her hair.

 "Where is Masked Vixen?" He queried, "I know you know her whereabouts; where is she?!" He growled.

  He was so damn frustrated. It has been just three days since Masked Vixen left, and they have already lost millions.

"I don't know; why would I know about her whereabouts?" Ariel shrugged her shoulders.

  "Do you think I'm stupid or what? I heard every single thing you said to her on the phone!" Mr. Bricks yapped. "Tell me where she is, or else you're fired!".

"Fine, then, I fucking quit. There is nothing to be proud of in this job anyway. The pay isn't even worth it, and you always talk down on us. I'm not taking shit from you anymore!!" Ariel replied filled with rage. 

She was about to walk away when Mr. Bricks roughly dragged her back. "You aren't going anywhere. You belong to Dynasty X and you don't get to quit," and proceeded to lock her in a dark room.

    He ignored her yells and pleas and walked away. 

Zach parked his car in the VIP parking lot of Dynasty X, and both of them got down simultaneously. They both entered the club, and Zach pulled a gun out of his pocket. He pulled the trigger, and the loud gunshot was enough to get everyone scurrying from the club.

  "Everyone calm down, relax, please," Mr. Bricks hollered, but everyone was too busy running for their lives to pay any attention to him. In less than 15 minutes, the club became empty."Why did you do that?" Mr. Bricks questioned Zach in anger.

   He momentarily forgot who Zach was. Zayn did the honor of grabbing him by the neck and choking the life out of him. "Do you have a death wish?" Zayn gave him a devilish glare.  Mr. Brick's foot was almost not touching the ground.

   Zach brought out a stick of cigarettes, inhaled, and blew the smoke into Mr. Brick's face."Sand or whatever you're called, show us the CCTV room right now," Zayn pressed. 

The chill in his voice almost froze Mr. Bricks to death. He swallowed huge balls of jitters after Zayn aggressively dropped him, making him land on his butt. 

   Bricks immediately led Zach and Zayn to the CCTV room. He didn't even ask any questions because he loved his life. On reaching there, Zach immediately sat in front of the screen. He was a computer genius, so he easily checked the footage.

  "The footage was messed with. The culprit must have deleted everything that happened right from the moment my brother stepped in here," Zach said. 

  Bricks began to quiver. "I promise, I didn't have anything to do with that, Mr. Reign," he started crying.

"Shut the fuck up," Zayn stared at him.  

Zach kept typing on the keyboard, and in no time, the deleted video was recovered.  The three of them watched the video attentively.  They watched how Charleston’s movement was strictly monitored till he got to room 35 where he was to be specially attended to by the Masked Vixen. 

     Followed by how she danced for Charleston after which a male server came into the room to serve him drinks. 

    Zach rewinded that part, and he zoomed in on the drinks the bartender served."It's supposed to be red wine, but the color looks different," Zach pointed out. 

  "What kind of drinks do you serve the VIPs?" Zach asked Mr. Bricks, who was already sweating.

   "It's the Screaming Eagle Cabernet; it's the most expensive and exquisite red wine, and it's served only to the VIPs," Brick's voice trembled.  

   "Well, that color ain't red," Zayn said, pressing his temples. "That server must have inserted strychnine poison in it.".

  "Let's keep watching," Zach said.

   They watched how the server left and how Masked Vixen made sure Charleston drank the wine.  

Zach's eyes immediately turned red. "Do you know that server?" Zayn asked. 

"No, I've never seen him before," Bricks fearfully replied. He knew the club would go down for sure. 

"We'll find him," Zayn sighed.

 "Masked Vixen, where is she?" Zach asked in a low, dangerous voice.

   "I think she left here already." Bricks cried, and Zach immediately held his neck tightly, choking him harder than Zayn did. He could feel his life slipping away.

 "I know someone who knows her whereabouts," Bricks struggled to speak. Zach released him, and he fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

 "Bring the person to us," Zayn ordered.

"Please let me take you to her," Bricks pleaded. 

Zach and Zayn both followed to the room he locked Ariel in.

"Wait, why did you lock this person in here?" Zayn frowned.

 "She tried to escape," Bricks responded as he unlocked the door, revealing Ariel, who was seated on the floor hugging her knees. "Snow!" Bricks called harshly, and she looked up at him, glaring daggers at him."You bitch," Bricks walked angrily and pulled her harshly by her long silver hair, making her yelp in pain.

    He was about to drag her across the floor with her hair when he felt someone punch him hard; it was Zayn. His kick sent Bricks flying across the wall.

  "Argh!" Bricks yelled painfully. Ariel could only cover her mouth in shock."People like you disgust me for real." Zayn walked over to him and started raining punches on his face, making him bleed all over his face.