After a rough and bumpy eight-hour drive outside town, Daniel finally reached the warehouse he instructed his mercenaries to take Elijah. “Finally got you, son of a bitch,” he muttered to himself as he got down from the car. His heart only wanted to see Elijah groveling at his feet and begging for his life, and then he would look into Elijah’s eyes and tell him about how it feels to be rejected by the people you love and expected them to love you back but be treated like shit.He rehearsed I his head how he hoped to start his introduction when he finally met Elijah. “I told you I always win.” “Who do you think is boss now?” “I am the one who owns your life.” While he could not seem to get his thought to find a less awkward thing to say, Elijah’s expectancy spiked to the peak. Elijah had mastered the basic plan of the warehouse but only awaited the arrival of his owner before he could execute his glorious plan of escape. His eyes darted around the abandoned warehouse and then pee

Elijah was short of words because they refused to come out. Daniel was the last person he’d expected his card to be with, despite the feud that went on between both of them. He clutched his fist and his face morphed into a frown he had nothing to hide anymore. He did not need the pretense, his cover had been blown.Amidst all of these multiple could-be, Elijah wondered also if Daniel had discovered his true identity of being the heir to the biggest family in all of Georgia. And what does he stand to gain? “I see you must be shocked about where these came from, but not to worry yourself, it is something you don’t have to be concerned about,” Daniel said, resting on the wooden chair he sat on, and folding his arms. His aura was like that of a policeman waiting for a criminal to confess his crimes, and then shoot him off. Elijah was far too aware of the deceptiveness of Daniel and had prepared himself mentally for what to expect from him, he was ready to take on everything Daniel

Daniel missed the first shot, sand before he could fire the next, Hank interrupted and veered his aim away from Elijah’s direction. “What the hell do you think you are doing?” Hank said in a scolding tone, restricting Daniel from making another attempt.Daniel repelled Hank’s hold, but could not seem to overpower the lanky short man, “let go of me, you moron,” Daniel squealed, and pushed Hank away from him.Elijah at first, tried to make a run for his life, but his injured feet would not allow him, all he could do was to crawl away from the scene. Daniel fired multiple shots at Elijah when he had the slightest opportunity to be free from Hank, but missed again, before Hank finally kicked the gun out of Daniel’s hand and seized it. “What do you think you are doing?” Hank said, keeping the gun away from Daniel.Daniel, his face reddened and sweaty, took off his suit and left his white round necked shirt, clenched his fist and prepared for a fight with Hank, “give me the gun or

“Richard Morgan, it never gets old to listen to your voice,” Hank said with fear in his voice but still able to disrupt Richard. “And all this year I thought you were dead you filthy motherfucker,” Richard responded holding the phone tighter to his ears, “why must you always be a pain in the ass to me?” Richard’s face morphed into a grimace that was backed with a thirst for something beyond just a feud, it was something that echoed years of an unhealthy relationship fueled by hatred and anger. “And here I am thinking you broke out of jail. What a turn of incidence life can throw at us, isn’t it?Richard paused, then looked into the sky and turned back at Corey, “How did you go from working for one of the most prestigious security companies in the nation to becoming a worthless kidnapper?” “The same way you were too weak to take action when you had the opportunity to shoot me on sight?”Hank’s words flooded Richard’s head with memories of the night he lost everything he work

Two minutes transitioned into two hours, and Elijah still could not get the pain out of his heart, nor the mystery behind the misery Hank told him about. It came to him clean and cynical, just like a tornado swallowing a skyscraper. “He is the one behind all your misery.”Hank’s voice kept on reverberating in his head, unable to erase the memory. His mind could not fathom the truth behind Hank’s voice. His mind provided reasons north of a dozen on why he should distrust Hank: it could be for what he wants from him, or it could be a trick to manipulate him. And a list of other reasons why he should not trust Hank. Nevertheless, his curiosity clung to him just the way a Lion would hold on to the jugular of its prey. “Tell me what you know. What is the truth you are hiding?” Elijah echoed his mind, yearning to know what was hidden behind the awkward smile that glued to Hank’s face.Hank strode toward the door, giving deaf ears to Elijah’s request. “You! Wait, please!” Elij