PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE
He decided to relax at one of his newly acquired mansions at the Caribbean island of Isla, taking a sip of rare Scottish whiskey specially blended for him, he picks up his phone and makes a call, bring him in he says into the receiver, after few minutes the huge mahogany doors were rhythmically opened and two hefty men in grey suits and dark sunglasses came in dragging along with them a young man in his early thirties with blood dripping all over the beautiful marble shined floor, his shirt and white pants already soaked with the rich red colour of blood and his face all swollen from subsequent punches, he was thrown roughly towards the floor in front of Tyler who looked at him and said, hello there, do you know me?, But the young man didn't respond, Tyler laid back picked up a cigar from the ash tray of the sidearm chair and one of the body guards brought out a match and lit it immediately, he drew a long puff and blew the smoke into the young man's face, who kept coughing out blood roughly and obviously in pain, I asked you a question he said again and pressed the hot fiery end of the cigar straight on the forehead of the young man, who cried out in excruciating pain, he got up and went to the window and said softly, you know, no one I repeat nobody dares cross my path and live to tell the tale, you should know better than not to tell me about my enstrange wife s****l affairs, I am a public figure you see, I like Keeping my personal life and family affairs private, I don't need anyone telling me it reminding me for that matter about the secret affairs of my wife which I am well aware of, and without turning from the window raised his hand and silent bang rented the air..