“Who the hell are you?” He asked with his eyebrows scrunched up. “The guy you didn't count on.” Jones said with a wintry smile. “What do you mean?” He asked as he stood up elegantly, keeping his fears aside. He pressed on to the question with so much anticipation. Although his face was wizened, his agility didn't support his old age. “Sit down,” Jones said with a calm voice, but it seemed like his calm voice was too calmed to be obeyed. Tomica refused to listen. “Sit down,” He said, pronouncing every word slowly. There was some action in his tone and Tomica could feel it, but that had nothing to do with him sitting down. The gun Jones pointed at him was the control that ducked him back to his seat. “How do you expect me to answer every of your questions if you don't keep it cool.” Jones stated. “Keep it cool? Really?” He said, “how do you expect me to keep it cool when the police will be here any minute and my secrets will be blown out. I have fucking work for this, okay?” Jon

Jones kept on staring at his wristwatch and was losing patience. Meanwhile, he was able to notice some surreptitiously movements of some residing hosts. He quickly dialed a call after he saw one of the residing host secretly taking a picture of him. It was very obvious that Melvin was very influential, since he had eyes everywhere. “Hello.” Jones fixed his golden brown eyes on the guard taking his picture, as he spoke through the phone. “Hey papi...you got her?” A male voice sound from the phone. “No, we've been made.” Jones said as he turned his gaze towards the waiter whispering through an earphone. “What? You kidding right?” He asked. “Daniel, you heard me, just keep the car running, okay? Things might go south.” Jones said. “Alright… I'm in the parking garage.” He said and hung up. It didn't take long before Joan arrived with some of the Melvin's lackeys. The screeching sound of the cars and the loud bullwhip-like crack as the supersonic bullets pierced through most

They dashed to the forested road, where a ride was patiently waiting for them.“Man… How did you know we were gonna be here?” Daniel asked as he shook hands with the masked man seated on the car bonnet. He had a mask on, yet was easily recognized.He pulled the ski mask from his head, revealing a rugged, stubbled jaw and a handsome face topped with a mop of unruly brown hair. “Even with this mask, you recognize me,” He said, smiling.“Of course,” Daniel stated as they burst into boisterous laughter.“It was part of the plan.” Jones said, putting an end to the stormy laughter.“Now… I'm lost.” Daniel said, expecting an explanation.“Yeah… It was an alternative plan if stopping Holly Minard's abduction fails.” He said, scanning the surrounding.“And the police… Was that also part of the plan?” Daniel asked snoopily.“No… It wasn't part of the plan, per say.” He replied with his brow raised, and a smile extended all over his face.“I know you planned everything beforehand, but I'm in th

Walter went against the “now” order as he quickly called the laboratory courier to deliver the samples. The reason Holly Minard's blood was being tested wasn't known to Walter, nor even Joan. That was one of the secrets Melvin didn't share with them. His shoulders hunched forward, and his chest shook as he chuckled to himself about what a clever guy he was.Seeing him, people generally considered him a fragile, pitiable minimal elderly person. But after knowing the savagery and detestable things he had done, one would like to put something between themselves or any other person they often thought about and him as quickly as possible.He untied her but left her with cuffs used to restrain her, and switched off the processing room overhead lights as he helped Holly Minard to a wheelchair. She felt the fatigue and strain like a noose around her neck. She was tired and a jumbled mixture of thoughts were streaming in as if she had torn out some pages at random from her brain. She knew th

Helena replied before Jones could utter a word.“I won't… Remember I detest Melvin and I never called you nor him abductors. Are we good?”“You didn't call us abductors? Whatever, but you don't trust us.” Daniel said.“Yes… I don't trust you, but I trust your weird friend.” Helena stated.“Weird friend?” Daniel chuckled and added, “Why not just tell him you like him.”“You say shit a lot. You know that, right?” She retaliated.“I might not be as smart as him, but I know love when I see one. You like him, and you're just trying to---” Jones cuts in instantly,“Danny!!!” “Hey!! You... I told you to leave. So leave.” Jones added, staring at her furiously.She just stared at him lustfully and didn't know when he complimented him. “You have a nice voice.”“I said it.” Daniel blasted.“No… That's not what I meant. I mean, whatever…" She sighed in exasperation and hurriedly left the warehouse.Daniel was about bringing up Helena up, but Jones' demeanor were all against that, and so he compl