Robert and Newton stood on the bustling street corner, waiting for a taxi to arrive. Robert checked his watch and sighed impatiently."I can't believe how long it's taking for a taxi to show up," Robert grumbled.For some reason, Robert did not stop the cabs that had been passing by, it was clear he wanted to board the same taxi with Newton, so he could follow him around.Newton looked at him with a furrowed brow. "Listen, Robert, I appreciate your company, but I don't want you to come with me when I head back to my boss's house"Robert's face fell. "What? Why not?""Please don't say it's because of your gigs at the site. I have made up my mind to come with you today" Robert pressed"It's just that I have some work to do when I get home, and I need to be able to focus," Newton said, avoiding eye contact.Robert narrowed his eyes. "That's not the real reason, is it?"Newton hesitated for a moment before answering. "To be honest, Robert, I find your constant questioning and skepticism t

Some hours later, Newton stood outside Mrs. Sergey's door, dressed in his plain, brandless white shirt and black pants, he also had a white face cap on. He had come to pay a visit to the woman, who lived with her children in the small apartment in the heart of the city. But as he knocked on the door, he sensed that something was wrong.No one answered the door, which was strange as he was sure there was someone inside the house. Newton knocked again, a bit harder this time, but still, there was no response.He could hear movement inside the apartment, so he decided to try the doorknob. To his surprise, it was unlocked. Newton pushed the door open slowly and peeked inside.The apartment was quiet, and the curtains were drawn, casting the room in dim light. Newton saw Mrs. Sergey sitting in her armchair by the window, her back turned to him. She was staring out at the city skyline.Newton walked towards her, clearing his throat to announce his presence. "Mrs. Sergey, it's me, Newton. I'

Newton lay eyes wide open on his bed, the lights from the colorful chandeliers which hung from the ceilings, sending him into a trance. Suddenly, his phone buzzed. He glanced sideways, raised the phone to his eyes, and saw a message from Mr. Gregory. He nonchalantly opened the message, it read; "I've had to use a bit of forceful persuasion to intercept this information, so, please Sir, you should do exactly as the next information says, because we as the members of this great family are still not comfortable with the fact that our Boss will go into the Beanies's net, all by himself. I would like to also use this time to suggest you please change your mind Sir, and let another good Angel do the job" Newton let the phone drop from his hands and pressed his hands against his face. He thought about the task, it was only a wedding ceremony, he had done far more dangerous missions than going to a wedding ceremony. "What's the worse that could happen? They'll not give me drinks is the wor

"Mr. Gregory, you have a big catch there with you, don't let him off the hook. I'll be there tomorrow" Newton instructed Mr. Gregory and carefully placed his cell phone on the table in front of him. "In just a few hours, we have uncovered a few years of carefully guarded secrets. Kudos to you, Grinch. Now we know the faces behind their mob."Grinch nodded slowly and picked up the TV remote. "What have you discovered about Mr. Creswell?" He asked, his attention fixed on the large screen on the wall. "I sense pure evil just by looking at that man"Newton grinned. "When did you start watching TV, Grinch? I don't know you as someone who has time for frivolities like watching movies"Grinch shifted his gaze to Newton, he spoke with a serious expression on his face, "Throughout that event, I was on edge. I suspected everyone who looked towards your table because I thought we would be busted for sure. How could they not know you were not the real deal? I need good TV right now, to relax"

Newton and Grinch had just finished taking a swim at the home swimming pool on a Sunday afternoon and were seated by the poolside, sipping red wine.Newton took a sip of his wine before speaking. "Grinch, I think we should pay a visit to Mr. Gregory. He has a piece of information that is very useful to us."Grinch raised his eyebrows. "Mr. Gregory? Why doesn't he just come to you or tell you the information over the phone? I mean, we use secure lines now don't we?""Speaking on the phone won't be enough," Newton replied. "Remember I impersonated Mr. Patrick at the party yesterday? Well, Mr. Gregory has the real Mr. Patrick at his house. That Patrick together with the other three men at the table yesterday are heavyweights behind the Beanies."Grinch thought for a moment. "But Boss, since Mr. Gregory has such a high-profile person, shouldn't the person be brought here? I mean the security here is tighter compared to his home. I suggest Mr. Micheal Patrick be transported here for interro