''W-what is a car doing here?'' Omar frowned feeling a gravesense pf foreboding crawling over him.Constricting his eyes, he pressed a button in the car so it could avoid the strange car parked in the niddle of road.However, before the car could even yield to th new command, a missile that travelled at suoer sonic speed came from nowhere, hitting thehis front wheel.Bang!Omar's vision blurred as he got disoriented die to the sudden collision. As for the car, the missile upturned the car, flinging it several metres of the road leaving metal craps scattered on the road.The armoured speed car, having lost one of its wheels came to am abrupt stop, the top now skidding on the rough edges of the road before colliding with a small hill.''Done, Boss.'' A voice cale out from the radio receiver in Antonio's hand.He sat in his black van, watching ss everything unfold before him.He had suspected that Omar, a cockroach hard to kill woultry to pull a trick at the last moment to escape Maria's

''He's vwey cautious, he nevwr revealed his identity… if not for the ten million dokkars up front he sent, I would have evwn taken bim seriously.'' Omar answered,his voice sounding dry and cracky due to all the scream his voice box had been subjectes to in the oasy few hours.Upon hearing this, Antonios frowed, narrowing his eyes in contemplation.He could tell that Omar wasn't lying, but what bothered him was the identity of the person who issued the mission. Moreover, what importance could be attached to a painting that would make someone spend a hundred million dollars in its search.Ans then the president of the States… he had always known that someone in the government was behind his downfall but he couldn't imagine why the president would even do that. As far as he could remember, he had never overstepped his blundaries befre the man previously, so why would he order for bis assasination?The more answers he got, the more questions that unfolded which made Antonio grit his teeth

''Umm, well, I believe so.'' King khaled fumbled revealed a wry smile.Antonio shot him one more glance with a neutral expression before glancing at his phone that just vibrated in his pocket.Retrieving the device, he saw a notification and on reading it,his expression couldn't help but waver for a second before returning to its usual neutral face.However, king khaled also felt that something was wrong,maming his brows arch.''Is everything ok?'' he asked, furrowing his eyes.''Yeah, I need to go now.'' Antonio replied, rising to his feet as he headed towards the exit.''Ah… okay, in case you need anything you can always contact me.'' King khaled also rose to hia feet, accompanying Antonio and behind.Soon enough, Antonio stepped out, slamming his car door as he sped off.King khaled watched the disappearing figure of the car, amd he couldn't help but release a long sigh, his shoulders dropping as an imaginary mountain was lifted of his head.''He sure has the oppressive atmosphere

The large blades of a chopper sent gust of wind downwards, sending dust everywhere, as it landed on the open plains.After a few moment, Antonio stepped out of the helicopter in a pair of black sunglasses, and a matching black tuxedo.He looked across the plains, adjusting his shades before walking forward all alone.The dust in the atmosphere merged with little particles of snow, turning everywhere grey while reducing visibility to some degree.Seeing no one in hia vision, Antonio pulled out his phone, as he went through the map that Gaspar sent to him.'What a weirdo.' Antonio's narrowed his eyes, returning the phone to his pocket as he asvbces south in his four o'clock direction.After covering dozens of metres, a white cottage appeared in his view. Sparse shrubs frozen in snow surrouded the cottage, akongside the mahogany door.Halting in his tracks for a few minutes, Antonio shrugged before approaching the door, inserting a small card he got at the airport prior to his arrival he

''No, I need more time, and you can just treat me like a puahover.' Diego fred back, his tone beaming wuth annoyance.''Oh really?'' The old man on the screen muttered, wearing an amuaed look.Diego sat in an office with a big projection before him, amd from the projection came the voice of the man.''Yes, you can jist get what you want simply because you want it when it doesn't belong to you in the first place.'' Diego retorted, taking his stance as he adjusted his sitting posture.His black suit elevated his look as he made himself comfortable on the white sofa in the office.However, inwardly, he didn't appear comfortable or alright in the tiniest bit. The person before him was a dangerous fellow who he didn't wantto gwt in his bad book. Yet, that didn't mean he would allow him to toy with him like a brainless doll.''After all the thinga I've done, even soiling my hands with forbidden blood, what else do you guys want?'' Diego squinted his eyes, his face flushing with fury.Being