Henry stood up from the bed. He removed the wire from his neck and swiped away a thin line of blood. He had to give it to her, she had a strong grip.The girl stood up from where she had fallen. She had crashed into his drawers and a few more stuff he had so delicately arranged. Like the little molded statues and figurines. He hoped that they had not been broken.“Mr. Henry,” she smiled at him. “I didn’t realize you were awake.”“Wasn’t I your intention to wake me up all these while?”“True, but I didn’t expect that you wake up that fast. Maybe you were already awake.”“Maybe.”Her smile was crooked, her eyes full of contempt and determination, and her body was set like someone who was ready for a fight. She was still wearing the previous gown from two days ago, and now they rode high above to show off her toned legs. Henry let the wire slip through his fingers. He watched her eyes track its movement before looking back at him. Henry was bemused. She had no weapon on her now, so how

She jerked upright, and the poison seeped in more. Anastasia’s eyes glazed over as she relaxed back into the seat. She could not protest much without the poison reacting.“What does that even mean?” She asked weakly.“It means I’m not responsible for whatever happens to you outside my home. You’ll get no protection from me.”Henry saw the way her expression changed from secretive to willing. She had thought it over and was trying to find a way to survive outside his home. That wasn’t Henry’s business. He has promised her the best he could. He leaned down with his hands on his knees and faced her again.“So tell me who sent you.” He said.She sniffed and relaxed fully into the chair before responding: “Anderson.”Henry glanced swiftly at Louis, “Who’s Anderson again?”“It’s the guy who killed Mrs. Cavil and we had to retaliate back.” Louis answered.“Right.” Henry turned back to Anastasia. “Anderson is dead. How did he get to tell you to attack us? Who were you communicating with on th

The group of three moved forward and peeped from the high building that they were on. One of them, a girl with short spiky hair, arranged the machinery at the right angles of the building. She was the only girl with them. The one who had assembled them, Joe leaned back and folded his arms while watching her work. She glared at him, but otherwise continued her work. This was an important mission, after all; they were not to mess it up.In their group, Joe has begun to learn their mannerisms. There was he who had organized this small group to carry out the mission; he was the one who received the signal from the American-Russian kid who apparently couldn’t hold her own. Joe was the brilliant mind behind their meeting. He was the one who had hacked into the organization and found out they were three of the programmed and booked to take out Henry Austin. The first one didn’t succeed, and that was where he came in.However, Joe had been in this business for far too long to know that not ev

Another shot rang. Henry and Louis fell to the ground as more shots rang and shattered the glass wall of his office. They rolled and hid behind his desk. Louis held the side of his stomach; he’d been shot.“Stay out of this!” Henry yelled to Louis. “We’ll run out and then you stay out of this let me handle, alright?”Louis nodded; he was losing blood fast and he was getting pretty white. On Henry’s signal, the both of them immediately rushed to the door and out before more shots rang out. There was chaos outside of his office and more chaos ensured when they saw Louis injured and bleeding.“Sir!” the secretary from before ran to him. “Are you okay? We called the police!”“Stay out of this and let me handle it!” Henry yelled back. “Take care of Louis and nobody leave this office!”There was an immediate silence at after his yelled instruction. After seeing that no one was going to make any mistake after his instruction, Henry ran out. From the corner of his eye, eh saw one of his many

Henry could not believe it. He refused to. There were places he hadn’t checked in, especially his garden. There was no way the system could be gone; even if all hands were pointing in that direction. Henry rushed forward. A cab passed, and he stuck out his hand urgently to flag it down. When it stopped, Henry jumped in and immediately have his orders.He noticed that his side was hurting in the drive. He reached for it absently and his hand came out with blood. He looked at it in surprise. Henry didn’t even know he had been shot. When did it happen? He tried to evaluate it in his mind; there must be a way in which it happened. Was it when he was in the office? Definitely not; it was Lucas it touched, and even if it was him, he would have noticed then. Was it when he rushed out of the office? It had to be. Henry was in an adrenaline rush and he may have overlooked the incessant shooting of the shooter in the building. It was reasonable that a bullet may have touched him since he had pu