C507 Are You In Contact With Hanna

Victor looked at his father, then at Darry. “Before I answer either of you, I want the truth about something.” Darry frowned. “What truth?” Victor pulled out a chair and sat down. “If you want to know what happened to Samson, I'll tell you. But first, I need you to explain something to me.” He looked directly at Darry. “How did you know today's incident was going to happen?” Darry's expression changed slightly. Victor continued. “You told us that Samson was going to meet Hanna. But Hanna said she wasn't expecting him. In fact, she begged you to go after him and stop him.” He leaned forward. “So tell me, Darry. What aren't you telling us?” Miller slowly turned towards his son.“Wait a minute.” His voice had lost its earlier calmness. “ How did you know where she was, and tell me honesty are you contacting her?” Darry looked from Miller to Victor. He seemed unsure how to respond. Victor seized the opportunity. “Have you been in contact with Hanna all this time?” Darry didn't answer. “Brother,” Victor continued, “we have been searching for her. The family has been trying to find her whereabouts." He paused. “Meanwhile, you seem to know how to reach her.” Darry placed his teacup on the table. “If you want answers from me, Victor, then I want answers from you, too. You can ask me whatever you want, but you must tell me everything you know about Samson's death first.”

Victor stared at him. “You're in no position to make demands.” “And you're in no position to interrogate me.” Miller raised a hand. “Enough. Darry, answer the question.” For several seconds, Darry remained silent. He seemed to be weighing his options, perhaps realizing that denying everything would only make matters worse. Finally, he sighed. “Yes. I've been in contact with Hanna.” Victor froze. Miller's face darkened. Victor slowly leaned back in his chair, struggling to process what he had just learned. “All this time,” he said quietly, “we've been searching for Hanna, and you knew how to contact her.” Darry didn't respond. “Why?” Victor demanded. “Why would you keep this from us?” Darry looked up, and his expression became defensive. “Because I knew what would happen if Victor found her.” Victor's eyes narrowed. “What does that mean?” “It means I knew you would want her dead.” “She killed my grandson!” Victor snapped. “She killed an innocent baby who had done nothing to her!” “I know what she did!” “Then what possible reason could you have for protecting her?” Darry stood up. “Because I knew that if you found her, you wouldn't stop to think about what came next. You would kill her, and that would be the end of it. No questions. No negotiations. No chance to understand why she did what she did.” He shook his head. “I won't hand her over to you without knowing what would happen to her.” Victor stared at him in disbelief. “So you decided that you knew better than the rest of us?” “I decided that I wasn't going to help you kill her. Samson was her biological father but Hanna is also my daughter.”

Miller looked at Darry. “Darry, Hanna is responsible for Emmanuel's death. You cannot expect this family to treat that as though it were an ordinary disagreement.” “I'm not asking you to forget what she did, Father.” “Then what are you asking?” Darry hesitated. “I wanted to keep her hidden until things calmed down. I believed there might be a way to prevent another death.” Victor shook his head. “You had no right to make that decision on behalf of the entire family.” “And neither do you. Honestly I don't see any more reasons for Hanna to be punished. Yes she made some bad decisions but her father paid for it." Darry took a breath before continuing. “Now, Victor, you asked me to tell you the truth. I have. So it's your turn.” Victor looked at him for a long moment. Then he finally spoke. “I spoke to Alicia just now. She admitted that she was the one who kill Samson.” Darry immediately pointed at him. “There! You see? I knew it!” “Let me finish.” Victor's voice silenced him. “Alicia told me that Hanna killed her three-month-old son, Emmanuel. That was a personal tragedy, and she wanted revenge against the person responsible. But the moment Hanna started targeting her friend's family members, Samson's death was mainly because Hanna Killed Laura's father.” Miller's expression changed. “Laura?” Victor nodded. “Yes.” For several seconds, Miller seemed unable to respond. “Laura,” he repeated. “The same girl who refused to accept my apology?” “Yes, Father.” “What did you expect?” Victor asked quietly. “Hanna Killed her father, you wanted her to just accept the apology when the person who did it is hiding and possibly still targeting more of their families?

Darry's expression darkened. “Understanding it doesn't bring my brother back. I will avenge him.” Victor looked at Darry. “If you had told us where Hanna was hiding, we might have had a chance to deal with this before it reached this point. We could have spoken to her, negotiated, or at least tried to establish what she was planning. Instead, you kept her location from us, Samson went looking for her, and now he's dead.” Darry's jaw tightened. “You're blaming me for Samson's death?” “No one is blaming you,” Victor replied. “But you knew where Hanna was, and you chose not to tell us. If we had known, perhaps things would have unfolded differently.” Miller raised his head. “You said Alicia killed my son, Samson?" Victor looked at him. “Alicia admitted that she did it, and that she wanted Hanna to feel the same pain of loosing a father. But she also told me that if the family blamed her, she would consider leaving the army and going into hiding with her people, just like how Hanna ran away after killing her innocent son.” Miller's eyes widened slightly. “She said that?” “Yes.” Victor leaned forward. “Father, I need you to understand what that would mean. Alicia is now leading the army assigned to defend our territory. If she abandons that responsibility, who will lead it?” Miller didn't answer. “And how will you explain it to the government?” Victor continued. “The Gupta family's army is trusted to defend the country. What happens if that army stops functioning because our own family is fighting among itself?”

He gestured towards the window. “We have responsibilities beyond our personal grievances. We cannot allow every death in this family to become the beginning of another internal war.” Miller rubbed his forehead. Samson had been his eldest son. Whatever disagreements they had experienced over the years, Miller had never imagined that he would have to sit in his own home and consider what should happen after Samson's murder. He was a father who had lost a son. His grief was real, and so was his anger. But he was also the head of a family whose decisions affected an entire army. If he demanded revenge, the consequences could reach far beyond Alicia. If he refused to act, Samson's death might be seen as something the family could tolerate without consequence. And if Alicia left her position, the army could lose the leadership it needed at a dangerous time. Miller finally looked up at Victor. “I need time to think about this.” Darry immediately shook his head. "Think about what, Father?” Miller looked at him. “Darry...” “My brother is dead!” Darry interrupted. “He wasn't involved in whatever happened between Hanna and Alicia. He was killed after someone deceived him into leaving the safety of his home.” His voice grew louder. “And you're talking about negotiations? You're talking about whether Alicia should remain in charge of the army? What about Samson? What about the fact that he was your firstborn son?”

Miller's face tightened with pain. “Do you think I don't know that?” “Then how can you even consider negotiating with the people responsible for his death?” Victor stood up. “Brother If it is like that then I also need to know where Hanna is.” Darry turned towards him, stunned by the statement. Victor's expression was hard. “She killed my grandson, Emmanuel. Now Samson is dead, and I need to understand how all of this happened. I need to know why Hanna did what she did, what she's planning, and whether she intends to hurt anyone else.” He stepped closer to Darry. “You know where she is. You have been speaking to her. I need you to tell me.” Darry stared at him for a moment before slowly shaking his head. “No.” Victor's face darkened. “Darry, don't make this more difficult than it needs to be.” “You wanted the truth? I've given you the truth. But I'm not telling you where Hanna is.” He pushed his chair back and stood fully upright. “Victor, you seem to have forgotten something. I am now the oldest surviving son in this family. Samson is gone, and you cannot continue speaking to me as though I'm someone you can order around.” Victor's jaw tightened. “That doesn't give you the right to hide a criminal from your own family.” “And being Emmanuel's grandfather doesn't give you the right to decide Hanna's fate.” “She killed an innocent child!” “And Alicia killed my brother!” The two men stared at each other, neither willing to back down.

Miller watched them in silence. He had wanted to believe that, despite their disagreements, his sons would stand together when the family faced a crisis. Instead, Samson's death had exposed a divide that had been growing beneath the surface. Victor wanted answers for Emmanuel's death and also wanted to protect Alicia. Darry wanted to avenge his brother and also protect Hanna, even if doing so meant defying his own family. And Miller was caught between the grief of a father who had lost his eldest son and the responsibility of a leader who could not allow the entire family to collapse into revenge. Darry picked up his jacket. “You can be angry with me, Victor. You can blame me for keeping Hanna's location a secret. But I will not hand her over to you simply because you demand it.” He turned towards the door. “And if you think I'm going to stand aside while you hunt her down, you don't know me as well as you think you do.” Victor watched him go. “Darry!” Darry stopped at the doorway. “You will regret this.” Darry gave a humourless laugh. “Perhaps. But I can not allow my older brother's family line to end. Never No one will find her."