The next day, Jacob got ready for work. As he was about to remove his motorcycle from the back door, Jacob noticed suspicious movement from behind the window near the kitchen. The man paused for a moment and deliberately took out part of the bike's body, blocking the door. Jacob walked backwards and quickly slipped inside. He peeked through the curtains of the living room window, where he had closed the door and window tightly to leave. "I'm starting to get annoyed that my worries are happening. Looks like Diablo is starting to suspect me," Jacob murmured in a whisper as he watched Hector get into the car in a hurry. The man who was always with him, Kendrick, hurriedly drove the sedan away from the front of his house. Jacob paused for a moment, but then smiled. "Still, that's good. At least, they believe that Jacob Wyatt is a poor, useless man. My identity is safe," he said later. Jacob stepped back to take out his motorcycle. The sound of the engine from the old motorcycle echoed in
Read more