"You can come in." Anna said, however she was still startled, as she looked up to see Mrs. Thelma Smith, the global relations officer of the company, standing in the doorway with a solemn expression."Mrs. Hickey, may I have a moment of your time?" Thelma's voice was soft, but there was an underlying gravity to her tone that sent a shiver down Anna's spine."Of course, Thelma. Please, come in," Anna replied, gesturing for her to enter.Thelma stepped into the room, her demeanor grave as she took a seat opposite Anna's desk. With a heavy sigh, she began, "I'm afraid I bring more troubling news, Mrs. Hickey. Our company has begun to lose investors."Anna's heart sank even further at the revelation. Losing investors would only exacerbate the already dire financial situation the company was facing."How could this happen, Thelma?" Anna asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Thelma took a deep breath before continuing, "It seems that several prominent investment groups have decided to w

Anna's mind raced as she grappled with Don Fransisco's proposition. She knew she couldn't sacrifice her integrity, nor could she betray her own values for the sake of her company's survival. But the weight of the situation bore down on her like a leaden cloak, threatening to suffocate her resolve."Don Fransisco, I appreciate your offer," Anna began, with her voice trembling slightly. "But I cannot accept it. My principles and values forbid me from entering into such an arrangement, I respect your person and I hold you in the highest regard. I would happily do anything to please you but I just cannot involve myself in such scandalous act."Don Fransisco's expression darkened, as his eyes began to flash with barely contained anger. "You dare refuse me?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Do you realize what is at stake here? Your company is on the brink of collapse, and without my support, it will surely crumble into dust."Anna felt a surge of fear grip her heart at Don Fransi

Two weeks after the bomb blast, Romeo still dilly dallying on the possible suspects of the bomb blast at the Yilaburg trade centre, entered the prison facility where Jensen was detained.He was accompanied by two soldiers as he strode down the labyrinthine corridors with prison cells where offenders of the law had occupied on his right and on his left.Soon he came upon an elevator that lifted him and his men two floors from the one they were.Upon reaching their destination, Romeo came upon a lock which required a finger print as the key to gain entrance to the iron door that stood before them.Romeo placed his thumb on the sensor and at once, the door was opened. He applied this measure of security because he didn't want to take any chances. He admired Jensen's skills of deception, adaptability and his ability to impersonate and meander his way through any place.Coupled with that, he admired his ability to fire long range shots. He believed that those skills would come in handy in

General Stormbreaker's jaw clenched as he watched the scene unfold, and upon the knowledge that it was members of the Harte Boer on tv, his eyes began narrowing in anger and frustration. He exchanged a glance with his war chiefs, and he could see that their expressions had mirrored his own sense of unease.The masked man's voice boomed through the speakers, with his words dripping with venomous intent. "People of the state of Yilaburg," he began, his voice distorted by the mask, "It is no longer news that the Yilaburg trade centre met a tragic state about two weeks ago. Lives were lost, properties worth billions destroyed, and a great unease have befallen the citizens of Yilaburg, including the runt of a military governor, General Romeo Stormbreaker.""Bastard." Romeo uttered in a breathless whisper.However, the masked man continued his speech, speaking about how the trade centre has been taken over by corrupt figures, and how the method of commerce there had done nothing but make l

Meanwhile, earlier that day, Joseph had communicated with Romeo via WhatsApp chat, specifying in details how he intended to help in the rescue of Flanagan without any form of suspicion, however after making Flanagan to take notes of some certain things, he convinced him to put on a nose mask after which Flanagan was led to a vehicle where he was driven away from the hospital.As Joseph navigated through the bustling streets, Flanagan sat beside him, with his gaze wandering aimlessly out the window. His mind was a foggy abyss, devoid of memories, each passing scene merely a blur of colors and shapes. He blinked, trying to make sense of his surroundings, but it was like trying to grasp at smoke; the harder he tried, the more elusive it became."Where are we going?" Flanagan finally asked, his voice hesitant and laced with confusion. Joseph glanced at him, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he noted the uncertainty in Flanagan's tone."We're going home." Joseph replied smoothly,