Chapter 27 True Identity

Dwayne realized he broke into a cold sweat for the first time in years. ‘Is this young man who I think he is?’ he asked himself nervously. Dwayne looked down at the two goons who attacked Tyler. They were unconscious, and their bodies appeared to be roughed up for hours. What kind of attack has such an effect? The young man before him was not ordinary. “What happened?” Trent whispered to his father. “Why didn’t Mr. Mobius command his men to attack Tyler?” “Don’t breathe a word,” Mark replied under his breath. “Maybe he wants to savor the kill? Let’s wait and watch. I’m sure Tyler is moments away from a painful death.” Dwayne pondered for half a minute before walking over to Tyler. “That tattoo…” he asked out of the earshot of others. “Where did you get it?” The young man rubbed his arm nonchalantly. “The tattoo? It’s something my teacher gifted me before I left Montserrat prison. Why do you ask?” “And do you have the ring?” Dwayne posed. Tyler narrowed his eyes. Was the gangster referr