On Mr Howard's fancy balcony under the moon, high up over the city, Logan and Mr. Howard kept contemplating about how to get down from the tall building. They really needed to hurry and leave, as the city lights below looked pretty, not matching the serious problem they were dealing with.As they carefully maneuvered down the balcony, the gravity of Mr. Howard's disappearance had set off a frenzy in his home. Family members and guards, bewildered and alarmed, had initiated a search, involving law enforcement in the pursuit of a missing man.As they hailed down a cab, the moment they got to the streets, Mr. Howard's instinct to reach out to his family kept troubling him as he retrieved his phone with the intention to make a reassuring call. Logan, however, intercepted the gesture, swiftly collecting the device."What are you doing?" Logan queried, a note of urgency in his voice."I need to contact my family. Let them know I'm okay," Mr. Howard explained, a hint of desperation in his ey

Patrick gave a nod, feeling the seriousness sink in. Sam had no idea that Patrick was pulling the strings all along, and Baton was on Team Logan, not his.As the two parted ways, doubt lingered in Sam's mind about Mr Patrick intentions. Trust was a delicate thing in their world, as they both knew about each other's big ambitions, likely the reason for their mutual lack of trust. The intricate game of allies and enemies went on, and Sam was left wondering if he'd taken a leap of faith or walked into a more tangled web of deceit.Sam's mind remained chaotic, paced in the shadows, as a whirlwind of suspicions and strategies bothered him. While Patrick's cooperation seemed genuine, a part of Sam couldn't shake the nagging doubt that lingered in the back of his mind. He considered the possibility of eliminating Patrick once his usefulness had run its course, a harsh but practical reality in the dangerous world they inhabited. A sly smile crept across Sam's face as he thanked whatever misfo

Logan's fingers trembled slightly as he dialed Sam's number, a calculated sense of urgency in his voice. "Sam, did you see the news about Mr. McLaughlin? It's all over the place."Sam's response was swift, "Yeah, I saw it. Quite the spectacle, isn't it?"Logan, feigning surprise and concern, continued, "I thought we agreed that this operation wouldn't turn into a mess. What if the police gets involved now? This could jeopardize everything."Sam, feeling the weight of Logan's suspicion, reassured him, "Logan, I had nothing to do with this. I don't know who's behind it, but it's not part of our plan."Playing his part, Logan pressed further, "But who else could benefit from this? If board members start disappearing, it's only a matter of time before the police connects the dots and realize that only board members are the targets for whoever's behind this. This looks like planned work. What do you think we can make out from this?"Sam, growing increasingly frustrated, replied, "I don't k

As Sam returned home, a self-satisfied grin adorned his face, believing he had successfully manipulated Logan into submission. Mr. Patrick, his reluctant accomplice, noticed the elation and couldn't help but inquire, "What's up, Sam? You seem pretty pleased. Got some good news?"Sam, reveling in his perceived triumph, downplayed the situation, replying, "Ah, nothing much happened. Just some smooth sailing."Unconvinced, Mr. Patrick pressed further, "Come on, Sam. You can share the good news with me. We're in this together, right?"But Sam persisted, maintaining his air of mystery, "Nothing worth sharing, Patrick. Just routine business."Despite Sam's evasive response, Mr. Patrick reassured him afterwards saying, "Well, I spoke with Baton. He understands the need to keep things clean from now on. No more messy work."Sam, pleased with the assurance, nodded. "Good. We can't afford any unnecessary attention. Baton needs to stick to the plan and stop leaving clues for the cops."The follo

As the evening sun cast long shadows across the city, Logan sat in his dimly lit living room, the television flickering with breaking news. The somber tone of the reporter echoed through the room, announcing the police's hunt for Sam in connection with the tragic deaths of Mr. Clarkson's son and daughter-in-law, alongside the mysterious disappearance of two members of the company's board.Logan clenched his fists, a mix of shock and anger on his face, as he muttered to himself, "Stupid cops, they let him escape?"The reporter continued, "Authorities are urging anyone with information about Sam's whereabouts to come forward. If you have any details, please contact the local police immediately."Unable to bear it any longer, Logan stormed out of his living room in anger, creating chaos in his room and turning everything upsidedown. His bodyguards, T-bone and Pete, were left startled by the sudden outburst, wondering what had provoked him.Meanwhile, Sam bunked with his old partners in c