It was a series of explosions. Marcus and Belle could see bright sparks of fire light up the factory. There was no need to ask what had happened. The Oscorp corporation spies had launched a preemptive strike. Late yesterday evening, after closing hours, Dominic, Espinoza and Burn waited a while for their friend, Luiz, to come back from the inspection with their new boss, Marcus. They had all waited for over fifty minutes. When they saw that he was not coming, they decided to leave without him. Dominic, Espinoza and Burn proceeded to walk to the car park. They all walked there, entered their cars and made each other good night. They all drove off, one by one, with Burn up front and Dominic at the rear. Unknown to both Burn and Espinoza, Dominic had only driven for a while and lost both their cars and decided to turn back. Dominic did not in any way want to alert his friends to what he was doing in the factory. He had a secret meeting this evening and

Marcus had left the factory really late again. It seemed like since he became the boss there, something had been happening every day. It was a really weird thing. After the paramedics had taken care of every injured person at the factory, and the firefighters had killed every fire, it was really late. Marcus has even sat down and stared into space. What was happening, he had thought. It just clicked to him at one point that it was really late. His wife was at home, and he had been getting home really late. Knowing how smart his wife was, she was probably already noticing his late coming, even if she had not said anything about it. He took a look at the factory. He would be here tomorrow morning, he thought, and this time, this time, it was war against the Oscorp Corporation and every spy that worked for them in his factory. Marcus had left immediately. He did not have anything in his office that he needed. He walked straight to the car park. Huncho was

Stephen had decided since he was younger that if not anything, he was going to become a spy for the Krafth’s in any Oscorp related business. So, when he was chosen to represent them and work in the Banks' side of business in Edinburg, he was thankful. He had been working there for over a year as a secretary, when he became privy to the plan against Marcus. Normally, the identity of Marcus was still not known to the world, but, Stephen being friends with Belle and both of them working for the same person, knew who Marcus was. Stephen once he got to know about the plan against Marcus, immediately left work. He called in sick, rented a car, went to get some guns in his rented apartment. He did not want to stand out so he got a very small and not exactly luxurious car. Stephen, on finishing this, went ahead to where he believed the plan was going to go down. Ok getting there, he heard gunshots, and he immediately jumped down from the car and got into the f

Luiz walked to his car silently and deep in thought. The factory has already started undergoing reconstruction early this morning. It seemed like the owner, Juliet Krafth, already learned about what happened in the factory yesterday. Luiz thought she would come here to ascertain the level of damage, but it seemed she was not going to. Miss Krafth must have already talked to the boss, he thought. Marcus however had still not called for him today, he wondered if anything was the problem. Luiz got to his car and opened it. He got inside and just used a hand to bring forward his food from the back seat. He got his lunch and got down from the car. While locking the door, he noticed something on the windscreen. A ticket? He moved closer and found out it was a letter. Luiz took a few seconds looking at the letter. Who could have dropped a letter on his car? Was it dangerous? Was he safe? These kinds of questions were flying through his mind. After

Marcus had been trying to explain to Dave about some things he had gone through since they had last parted. “Did you know all the clothes I had when we were still in school are still the clothes I wear now?” Marcus laughed. “I thought you already had them way before we got to school?” Dave asked. Marcus sighed. Tables had turned. Now he did not have to live the same way he had been living for the longest time. “Yeah. Still the same clothes. Most have faded and look really plain now too.” “I think I blame myself too,” Marcus continued. “If I had made money earlier and was able to fend for Chantelle, maybe this situation would not have happened,” he said and sighed. “Maybe. That's the important thing to take note of what you just said.” “What if you still had the money and she still went on to do what she is doing now?” Dave asked. “Anyways, that is in the past.” “Will you advise me on what to get here, and do you think I need to go out and b