"What do I do next boss?" Peter asked Bench. "Send him an invitation. I mean Declan King. I want to meet with him as soon as possible." Bench stated with enthusiasm. Peter bowed and walked away. Declan received an email shortly, that a certain Bench Cowper invited him for lunch . "This is interesting." He said, reading the mail from the top of his dark shades. He had heard a whiff about Bench and his multi million dollars real estate company but had never really paid attention. He didn't need to bother his mind with the curiosity of what the invitation was about for he already had a clue. For all Declan knew, Bench was very much acquainted with the Livingstons. "Let's go get the party started" Declan downed the rest of the whiskey and got up. Straightening his blazers, he picked up his key and walked off. "Please come in." Bench stood to welcome Declan. They were at the lounge of one Bench's hotel in the city." "Uhm... Bench Cowper?" "Oh yes. It's a pleasure to final

"Two glasses of champagne please."Mandy said to the waiter by her side. She turned to Declan and smiled at him sweetly. They just finished dinner at one of the 5 star restaurants in the city. "For a moment I was scared you stood me up.""Sorry I was late. I had an unexpected delay with my agent.""What agent?" Mandy asked, using a hand to support her head. "It's a personal matter.""Oh. My bad." Mandy forced a smile. Luckily, the waiter came at that moment to save her from the awkwardness that was beginning to creep up her skin. "Thank you" she took the glass and gulped down a little bit more than necessary.""Ahhh. Well then, any move so far about the snakes or is that alsi a personal matter?" Mandy asked with a glimpse of Sarcasm. "Our assumptions so far are correct. But Bench and Jordan invested a huge chunk in the production. They were the highest investors. Over a billion dollars each.""Whoa! That's huge.""Yeah. I got a researcher to help me look into the B11 and B12 med

The locks of the prison bars opened and James stepped out. "You came. Was wondering what kept you." He said, staring at Mr Bench. "You look quite well" Bench commended scanning James with his eyes. "They know to be very respectful, I can't complain." James stepped up and sat across Bench on a table. "Speaking about respect, how hard can it be to treat others with that? I used to know you as a reputable business man, what changed." Bench said with seriousness."I don't know what you mean, Bench, but it's nice to see you again.""I wish I could say the same. Ah— let me rephrase that, I wish what brought me here permits me to feel the same way."James's eyes darted to the sides menacingly, then back at Bench. He already knew there was a problem "Cut the chase Bench, what's the problem?""You are the problem James. You can't fall and take everyone down with you.""What do you mean!" James said with a low grit." I'm saying you should stop toying with us. I won't ask nicely next time.

Declan marched further into the Smith's residence, shooting everything in his way down. Even domestic staff were not spared. He badged into Jordan's office and Jordan froze. His eyes flashed in shock at Declan's appearance. Declan looked like he just stepped out of a blood bath with the amount of blood stains on his body. Without saying a word, Declan lifted the AK-47 he held and conked it, a finger placed on the trigger. "Wait! Don't shoot!" Jordan seethed. He swallowed nervously as he eyed the gun Declan held. "That was supposed to be a warning. I—the stupid boy I sent crossed the line." Jordan admitted, snapping his eyes shut and putting his two arms up in the air. His throat moved down and he swallowed the lump in it. He sat still, not moving and barely breathing, waiting for Declan to do something else aside kill him. "In as much as I would love to blow your brains out right now, I need you alive—" Jordan's eyes flicked open at Declan's words. He made to get up bu

Declan's gaze narrowed. He tried to move but a dart was punctured into the side of his neck and he passed out. A bucket of water splashed on Declan, jerking him awake. He blinked, looking around him frantically. "You're awake." A voice said emerging from a room.Declan squinted and his gaze fell on Dr Kidd and his features instantly darkened. "I should have killed you." Declan seethed, charging up but he was stuck. His eyes glanced over his body at the wire used to bind him to a seat. Beside him was a control table that was connected to the wires that bound him. "What are you doing? Declan's gaze snapped up at Dr. Kidd."What do you think? I am going to kill you and put an end to your shenanigans.""Then why didn't you just shoot me?" Dr. Kidd folded his arms to the back and began to pace walk around in front of Declan."Playing by your rules I guess. What's the fun of killing you with a gun when there are other ways to do so more painfully." Dr. Kidd sneered.Declan chuckled. "I