He remained at a standstill, hoping that his grandmother was not talking about what he did. She knew him better than anyone else did. His weaknesses and inability to keep a perfect lie were not strange to her, and for that reason, she forced him to spill the beans. “I know you did it for us, but where is he?” She asked one final time, building on the damage her first set of questions had done to him.Daniel swallowed his lies, “If only you knew who he is,” he said subtly, and then voiced out, “I never intended for it to get worse.” “I know that. Where is he?” “Grandpa’s old warehouse outside the city,” he mentioned, his face down at the table.Mrs. Greene could not conceal her dissatisfaction and disappointment in Daniel, however, getting everything out of him was what proved to be the most important thing at the moment. If the police were on to them, she has to keep them off their tails. Her image is seemingly worth more than just a fool who ruined her birthday. “Since

A man’s journey begins the moment he comes to the realization of who he is supposed to be, and not the day he was born. The very day he knows what he is supposed to do, the kind of life he is supposed to live, the very purpose he is meant to fulfill.That is the day he is born. Hank thought he found that day. The day he was to become a father, he thought he had found purpose, something to live for, and something to die for. It was meant to be the happiest day of his life until it turned out to be the worst nightmare for him.Rather, he became a convict and someone the world despised, including the very people he was supposed to live and die for. “What happened to you? W-what made you…” the words could not flow from Elijah, the pain that ravaged his body, and the pity he felt for Hank, regardless, his speech was diminished.Hank let out a sigh, and heaved out like a cold was stuck in his throat, “I am not supposed to tell you this I have never told anyone about this. Not even Morgan,”

“I am going to need that knife with you right now,” Hank said, as he lay helplessly after being tossed on the floor by his men. There was a momentary confusion coursing through Elijah’s veins after Hank’s words, wondering how he was discovered.Hank struggled to sit, with his whole body aching, each bone grinding, and his blood threatening to spill out. It was the worst moment he’d been through, as memories of how he betrayed Richard flooded his head.He had a taste of his own medicine. He has always been betrayed from the very beginning of his life, with his father turning his back on him and his mother when he was yet a little boy of seven years. They struggled to make ends meet, struggled to get by in life, and he promised himself to pay him back with the very sting in which it struck him. His mother had to pick up odd jobs to feed him and give him a quality education till she lost her life in a shootout on one of her side hustles. He hated everything that had to do wit

Slowly, Elijah and Hank lowered Gusto on the floor, searching all over his body for where the cell phone could be at, but could not find it. “Roll him over,” Hank said, as he stood away from Elijah in order to secure the door, although he feared what might happen if Gusto clawed himself out of consciousness.Elijah grunted, pushing over the heavy pound man. As he stuck his hand into Gusto’s backpocket, he found the cell phone and his wallet, however, the worst happened.Gust pulled Elijah from behind and tossed him forward, springing up to his feet. He fought through the foggy blurriness in his eyes, making a mental picture of Elijha, and paid no attention to his aching head.Who would have thought a sleeping pill could make one feel like the weight of the whole world was hoisted o the person’s head? Gusto has always been a man who showed no affiliation to pain, and that was the very reason Elijah refused at first to get back the cell phone. He staggered a while on his feet

They remained mute as Hank’s words crept subtly into their minds. They weren’t convinced, as their minds raced with a dozen possibilities of Hank being truthful with them. “Lies,” Alex said in a low tone, his voice barely escaping his mouth, “they are all lies. Gusto would not do such a thing, you are lying.”He was right. Gusto, although a criminal, was as pious and honest as a selfless man could be. He had his morals judging him between the wrong things that could be a disruption to his state of mind, and betraying the people he called his friends was one of those things.They knew it. However, Hank’s persuasive voice raised a second doubt in their hearts thinking better of Hank’s words. Elijah ran out of time as reality slipped from his hands every passing moment. He knew Daniel approached faster than he could imagine, and had a faint imagination of what Daniel had on his mind.His corpse was supposed to be laying cold on the floor. However, the reverse was the case, and he n