C9 A visit to the minister's house.

Snow's POV

I had all I needed to make the minister let

go of this,after Chris told me what happened I investigated more deeper and sincerely I don't like what I found,the minister's son was a human trafficker,he trafficked mainly woman and sold them as slaves, Chris's friend was one of them,even though she was rescued she still killed herself because of the unimaginable pain and humiliation she went through.

It disgusts me how such a man even exists.I was currently driving to the minister's office with the evidence I had.I wasn't with backup because I knew he wouldn't do anything stupid.

Either he had a hand in this or he knew what his son was up to either way his family name would be tarnished if this goes to the media and there was even a clear picture of his son in one of the trades.

His son was troublesome but from the little I know the minister has never involved himself in these types of things.

I came to a stop in front of the minister's house and the guards opened the gate and my car drove in.

I was not intimidated by the numerous guards I saw nor the security cameras everywhere.

The guards searched me and took my guns and knives away from me before I was led into the minister's house and he was sitting in his living room with his wife waiting for me.

"Are you here to tell me you are going to hand him over to me?". The minister asked.

"You can at least ask me to sit first". I said as I sat down in front of him,his wife scoffed.

I know I am being disrespectful but is a mafia ever respectful?

"How dare you come here and sit with us?". The wife asked disbelievingly.

I won't believe it as well but I had to make myself comfortable. Only when I get comfy can I talk properly because my back was so stiff.

"It was a long ride here. I had to at least make myself comfortable". I said as I crossed my leg on the glass center table in front of me,the guards walked closer and the minister motioned for them to stop.

"You have such a nice home ". I said as I looked at the beautiful decorations and rare paintings hung on the wall.

The house spoke volumes of how wealthy they were. It made me wonder if the minister was aware of his son's shady business.

"You are comfortable now,so why did you come here?". The minister asked.

I dipped my hand into my pocket and brought out the pictures and tossed it on the table. At first glance the minister went pale and his wife gasped.

"This is your son's evil doing and what led to his death,he hurt the loved one of us and so he got what he deserved for what he did or do you not agree we can see what the media has to say about this". I threatened and the minister's wife ran to the table with a shaky hand staring at the pictures.

"T...this c..can't be...my..son can't do this". She stammered as she cried and looked at the pictures.

"You forged this you! How dare you try to ruin his name after killing him!". She yelled as she ran towards me and I stood up and walked aside.

"I think you should watch your mouth lady". I snarled.

"What! Who are you to talk to me that way! ". She yelled as she started throwing a tantrum and the guards had to drag her out of the living room.

"Let go of me! Let go of me! I will fire all of you!". She yelled as she struggled with the guards,they couldn't hold her still but they still dragged her out.

Seriously talk about a crazy woman.

"I guess you want me to let this go". The minister finally spoke.

"You son did far more worse than us,letting it go would be the better choice, you won't want to go down for such a scumbag". I explained.

There was no need for him to go down because of his stupid son who just used the money of his parents to do evil.

He was born into a good family and yet he chose such a part,then those that were born into situations bigger than them we choose better. No one is a saint in this twisted world.

"Anything that happens to him would be blamed on you so I advise you don't start pulling strings". I advised.

"Do you have any family?". The minister asked and I narrowed my eyes.

I knew where this was going and I didn't want to hear it.

"I guess you don't so you won't understand". He concluded.

What does having a family have to do with this?

I was tempted to ask but I didn't want to get on his bad side since this was going well. I don't want to stay any longer.

"Men like your son are those that made me lose the last family I had,don't mess with this one, I am just telling you for your own good". I gritted out with clenched fists.

The rage I was feeling was out of the world. How dare he try to justify his son's action. His son deserved the fate he got and his silly wife must know something about this given her reaction.I knew when people were faking it and hers was so clear to see,she could deceive others but not me.

"I know but no matter how wrong your family is you still try to make it right to protect them,isn't that how family is?". The minister asked with a small smile.

"I am no better so I have no right to just stay away... goodbye minister". I said as I left his house,the boss was the first person I called.

"It's done". I said.

"Good job...I knew you won't let me down". Boss said.

I felt satisfied and proud of myself at those words.

Boss was practically the only man that I cared about what he said, the rest can get out of my face.

"Are you heading back immediately? The minister might have someone on your tail". Boss said.

"No, I am not going to take my time in coming over and don't worry the minister won't be sending anyone after what I showed him". I reassures Boss.

If the minister was smart he wouldn't mess with me because he would regret it and he would be the one to pay for it.

"That's fine I trust you". Boss said and hung up.

I trust you? That was the words the boss said to the ones he knew won't let him down or betray him in any way and I was one of those people.

I will never betray you as long as you don't mess with me.

I drove to a nearby mini mall. I needed a can of beer to celebrate my victory,I didn't have to fight or do any shady deals to get this done so I was happy.

Chris should better thank me on his knees,I don't even want his thanks he would just find a way to make thanking me creep me out,he always does that.

When I was walking into the door someone called me and I dipped my hand into my pocket and I saw the caller.I didn't know if I should answer so I started on the phone and took steps towards the door.

"Excuse me!". The man yelled but I was still in a trance as I walked into him and we both collided.

"I'm so sorry I was…."

Slap!

A deafening slap shut the stranger up and he widened his eyes in surprise.

"Can't you see you moron!". I yelled.