"That's just a whole lot," Mr. Andrea commented, heaving a heavy sigh. Mr. Du Pont, Mr. Philips, and Mr. Andrea stood before Nicholas, their expressions a mix of curiosity, concern, and disbelief after listening to how those men in black tried to kidnap him. Nicholas sat on the plush couch, his eyes piercing through the tense atmosphere, his mind clearly consumed by thoughts that seemed to weigh him down. The room was enveloped in silence, broken only by the soft sound of breathing and the faint hum of distant machinery. Mr. Du Pont finally broke the quietude, his voice carrying a weight of authority as he inquired, "Mr. Loughty, I know you've gone through alot in the past few weeks, but I believe there's more you're not telling us. What exactly troubles your mind? And what do you intend to do?" Nicholas drew in a deep breath, straightening his posture as he met the gazes of the three men before him. "I simply want to understand what is happening," he replied, his tone

"Compliments of RMI," he read aloud, the words sending shivers down his spine. Nicholas slowly withdrew his phone from his pocket, his expression a mosaic of worry, fear, and confusion. His gaze swept over the grim tableau before him, where the lifeless bodies of police officers lay still, unacknowledged by the indifferent flow of passing cars. It was as though no one cared, which even made it more weird. This was Dinon, and it was Niçholas's first time there, but he didn't want to believe this was how nonchalant everyone was supposed to behave. How and where then, would they rid the cops? Mr. Philips looked up, concern etched across his features, "Who do you want to call now, Mr. Loughty?" he inquired. Lost in the tumult of his thoughts, Nicholas shrugged weakly. "I don't even know," he admitted softly. "But I need to find out which car was taking Mr. Rainge to Raleigh's police station. It can't be this one, can it?" His voice wavered, uncertainty threading th

The room fell into a heavy silence, enveloping Nicholas, Mr. Andrea, Mr. Philips, and Mr. Du Pont in a moment of contemplative stillness. One could notice the anger laden in Niçholas's eyes, he was already fuming as he held his jaw, staring into the space. The weight of the situation pressed down upon them, each lost in their own thoughts as the looming mystery hung in the air like a thick fog. Nicholas broke the silence. "So, definitely the government know about this and that's why they wanted to transfer Mr. Rainge to a new prison, so the RMI could be able to execute their plan without any obstruction?" Nicholas said, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment. "Well, that could be a coincidence, what do you say?" Mr. Du Pont suggested. "Coincidence? I doubt it is... Mr. Rainge had been in that jail for the past six years. He never left there, despite the bullying he faced everyday. But all of a sudden, for no fucking reason, they want him in the less po

The lounge was shrouded in an air of somber elegance as Mr. Xavier, Maria, India, Alex, Nimah, Robin and some other family members gathered in a circle, their attire a reflection of the mourning that engulfed them—dressed in hues of black that mirrored the depths of their grief. Each clasped a cup of steaming coffee to ward off the chill of the cold weather that seemed to seep through the windows, a tangible reminder of the loss they all shared. Finally, Lord Avendano would be going six feet under the surface of the earth, but where they ready for it? Some of them couldn't even control their tears, their faces wet with tears as they awaited Xavier to talk. It felt as though they all just figured out that Lord Avendano was dead, and they just let loose of their emotions and wept more and more. Xavier, who obviously was now the patriarch of the Avendano family, sat with a solemn grace, a steely determination in his eyes as he took a sip of his coffee, the warmth prov

The atmosphere in the field was thick with tension as India's words lingered in the air like a storm waiting to break. Everyone turned their gaze towards India as she made her way down from the podium with an air of defiance, leaving her father, Xavier, stunned in her wake. "I still can't believe she just said that, what is she thinking? That's so terrible and I hope she gets punished what for what she just did." Nimah frowned in annoyance, her heart palpitating heavily against her ribcage as she gazed at her boyfriend. "Are we supposed to find that funny or what? That was unnecessary and even if he was going to reveal it, did it have to be during that time? She so needs to go back to the therapist...." Robin responded. "Do you think uncle will be able to solve this problem has placed in front of him? I am scared already." Nimah voiced her concern, her forehead creasing. "Let's just wait and watch how everything goes..." Robin shrugged. Xavier's eyes follow