Sluggishly, Ryker stressed his feet to push in last, There is the real deal. As much as he does not want to, he just could not turn back now. It is impossible to relinquish the stint of patronizing the emperors in this cumbersome plot that toys with lives at this point, perhaps the thin possibility of extrication would pledge allegiance. (I doubted it if I won't clasp a bullet with my brains tonight, Jude doesn't faze and he won't go down easily!) He pondered. Jude might be cool, but he is cruel, very! He is a ruthless player with a sharp eye for detail and a lack of fair play, not someone to entertain leniency when provoked. Ryker has seen this many times.He can be very devilish!Ryker was well aware of the stakes, knowing full well that a failure in their plan could mean severe consequences. But now, how he really wished to withdraw, he just couldn't. *******Stanley had looked back then stopped, while he was sluggish to enter into the compound, As he was pondering and c

As Ryker approached the orchard, the chopper's powerful flashlight zone in a moving figure, running and leaping swiftly from tree to tree.(How could that be? He did find an escape route out of that building? )Ryker walks towards the scene growing more curious.Just then, he heard his name called by a very familiar voice this time, He stopped, unsure if that is her voice he heard."What are you doing here, Ryker?" "What have you done again?" She asked impatiently. Evelyn grabbed his son by the arm and pulled him towards a waiting cab.Attempting to free his arm, "I did nothing, wrong Mom." "It's just…what I have to do." She stops suddenly still holding on tight, and with a desperate glare; "Like seriously?""Wait Ryker, tell me. Must you be involved in every chaos and commotion in town?" "And why, you of all people?""If you're not directly involved already?" She replied in an accusing manner. "Mom. Let me address something,""I am not involved in every chaos and commotion

Evelyn listened to her son go on about his point of view and excuses.As a compassionate and understanding mother, she agreed with her son and asked him if he knew his parents or any of his relatives, He had once told Evelyn that he was from Cabur, which was a twelve-and-a-half-hour drive from Balltown, he attends the Balltown's football academy and that he would be signing a professional contract soon. He lived with Stanley in Ring Estate, as they were distant relatives. Ryker shrugged and opened up,"Well, he is not. Mom.""What?!" Evelyn was fuming when Ryker cut in. "You knew and you did nothing–""It's not what you think, Mom," he said in a calm voice."Okay, then tell me exactly what it is," she demanded.He was unwilling to say more, and his mother stared at him, annoyed. While Ryker was yawning and considering going to bed, his interest was piqued by the TV host who brought Sergeant Oswald Colt onto the screen during his interrogation. "So what is the good news so far,Se

Continuously re-wagering his returns on the blackjack game for his chances of winning are, to him, very well certain. He had not yet any issues cooking with the Vector's gang then, not until his cover blew, as they would discover a card sharper he was. [Though, blackjack not included, as it is practically impossible to cheat on its concepts].There was a stream of tension between them, and when they learned that he associates with Jude, the issues escalated.But before all that is relayed, Mostly he does tarry long in their casino. Truly, truly the Vectors' gang is a rich gang, constituted by the profligate kids in Balltown, though few rugged and violence enthusiasts were granted membership as they would defend the gang from intimidation, and maintain their credibility, of which Ryker was one.Fair enough, the gang was mostly dominated by those from the Ring's estate.Though Ryker had been a member of the Vectors, the main reason he had joined the gang was to harvest money, knowing

Well, Ryker already had gave him his word, 'Honestly'.But doubted it, if he did meant that. He still has dangers to watch out for, as soon as he marches onto the streets.Kyle was right then, he had to admit. He should have been more morally independent and know well whatever he is consenting to, know what it was, he was walking into, and choose for himself, in or out.(I really fucked up to have allowed someone, under the canopy of friendship get so close that he had me left with no option than being such an unfortunate docile, hanging on to his hook.)Ryker, holding his phone one hand staring at the ceiling as he engaged himself in a monologue.Though, as his mind crossed the thought of Kyle, he felt a wind of concern gushed over him. He thought about the poor boy, How lucky he was to have been pummeled so hard by him during the scuffle, that the last day of the Emperors hated to descend on him… Ryker made up his mind, he would check on him probably tomorrow, when he would st