Chapter 143: Chapter 143

Chapter 143:

Harlee’s focus sharpened, her eyes dark and intense.

“Do you really think you can murder them and just walk away? Is risking your life worth it for scum like them? Would your mother have wanted this for you?”

Ritchie was like a keen blade—sharp, yet solitary.

He had long harbored the belief that Maurice had a grudge against him, stemming from the tragic death of his mother.

“Callum has been appointed by the authorities to ensure that justice prevails,” Harlee continued.

“If you hand over this video evidence to him, he’ll see that your mother’s death is avenged.

How you choose to pass it on… well, that decision rests solely with you. We won’t assist you. This revenge must be yours alone.”

With those final words, Harlee abruptly ended the video call, leaving everyone in sudden silence. She understood that for Ritchie to step beyond the shadows of his grief, he had to pursue this vengeance on his own.

Ritchie gathered his thoughts, drained the last drops of his coffee, and pulled out his phone to dial a number he had never called before. The voice on the other end greeted him warmly.

“Ritchie, everything is set. I appreciate you giving me this chance.”

The person on the other end was Jonah, an employee at the Tartarus Club.

Ritchie’s gaze wavered with conflicting emotions as he asked, “Is it truly worth sacrificing yourself for those scoundrels?”

Jonah’s reply came with a heavy sigh.

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“It’s not about worth, but avenging her is the only way I can live without being haunted by remorse.”

The “her” Jonah spoke of was Kennedi Haywood, who had suffered a brutal rape and murder at the hands of Shipley after she fought back. Kennedi was more than family to Jonah.

That fateful day, Kennedi had been eager to share the news of her early admission into a prestigious program with Jonah. She had been waiting for him outside the Tartarus Club, only to encounter Shipley instead. In a cruel twist of fate, Shipley had humiliated the woman Jonah cherished by stripping her in public, provoking Jonah into retaliating with a swift kick.

Stewing in his rage and seeking a target for his fury, Shipley’s gaze fell upon a picture of Jonah on Kennedi’s phone.

Fueled by this provocation, he cornered Kennedi in a dark alley.

Despite her desperate struggle, Shipley overpowered and strangled her, committing an atrocious act upon her lifeless body.

Jonah, carrying a heavy resolve, declared, “I’ll cast this SIM card into the ocean depths. Ritchie, our paths never crossed.”

With those parting words, Jonah strode toward the police station, bracing himself for the consequences that awaited.

His intent was clear.

He would join the Diaz family behind bars and seek vengeance for Kennedi from within the prison walls.

After ending the call, Ritchie was left in a state of turmoil, haunted by the thought of facing his mother in the afterlife.

Doubt gnawed at him. Perhaps she wouldn’t even wish to see him.

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