James waited outside the building, across the street from the restaurant where he had accosted Williams Smith. He watched Sarah walk out of the building along with Williams.He had a white cloth tied to his wrist where James had held him tightly. James watched carefully as he opened up the door for Sarah to get into her car, before he shut the door and waved her goodbye.As Sarah's car drove away, James returned his gaze to Williams. He was not really interested in Sarah's behavior towards him, he was more concerned about the man she thought considered to be honest and respectable.Williams pulled out his phone from his trouser pocket and lifted it to his ear. "I understand what I have to do." He said into the phone."Then call me as soon as it is done." His caller responded.James watched his expressions closely through the telescope he held in his hands. He saw Williams look around his environment suspiciously right before a car came to a stop in front of him."What is he up to now?

William's phone kept ringing consecutively over the sound of the loud music he had asked his driver to turn on as a result of the girl screaming in the trunk.James drove behind him at an insight-able pace. He knew there was always a way to catch up with Williams even when he got out of his sight.Meanwhile, Sarah had been calling Williams forever, but he didn't feel like it was the right time to pick up her call."Turn around here, and move to the next alleyway," Williams instructed his driver. He looked in the rearview mirror and caught sight of a police car in the distance."Slow your pace, and park here." He instructed his driver, as they approached a roadside printing press.As soon as they parked the car, he saw the police car slow down beside them. The officer peered out of his window and stared at William's driver.William could feel his heart thump in his chest. With everything that was going on, he knew that there was every reason to be afraid, even if it was for a second. H

Williams woke up a few minutes later to his phone vibrating off the hook. He picked it up and saw that he had missed several calls from his men and a few clients as well.Peter Causey was such a bastard, why did he have to backstab him that way? They had agreed he would not be touched or hit in the face.He dusted off his jacket, and made for the front of the restaurant where his driver was parked waiting for him to arrive.He got into the car and instructed him to drive off immediately. If things went as they had agreed, then Sarah would not know that he had anything to do with what had happened to her.He continued to call her phone so that it seemed as though he had been searching for her."Sir, you're bleeding." The driver said to him."I know that I can feel it. Keep your eyes on the road." He said to him."I'm sorry Sir." The driver replied.Williams pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his nose and lips. The hit had been so hard, that he passed out immediately.

The pistol stared Peter Causey bare in the face as he moved back and let his man's limp body fall to the floor with a thud. James kept his mask on and his gloved hands continued to hold onto the trigger."What do you want?" Peter Causey asked him. "Money? A car?! Take anything you want! I'll hand you ten million dollars if you want!" Peter said but James simply stared at him in silence. He kept towards Causey, and he kept moving backward until he came to a wall and couldn't move forward.He shut his eyes tightly as the gun touched his forehead. James smiled at him. Shooting him would be too much.James grabbed his hand and pushed him into a chair near the Wall where Peter stood. Placing the gun in the belt, Peter grabbed an extra rope that lay on the floor and tied him with it."You have no idea what you are doing. You will regret this. I will find you, whoever you are.James did not want to be recognized and do, he kept quiet, ignored his threats, and tied him up anyway. The minute Pe

Sarah turned in her bed, her head hurt really badly and she was not sure what had happened to her after she passed out in the car."James..." She sat up quickly and looked around her surroundings. She found that she was sitting in her bed and in her apartment.The curtains had been drawn slightly, and the sun was lightly streaming into the room. Her head continued to throb as she placed her hand on it.There was a plaster there, at the back of her head. Had she been injured? She asked herself.Her phone lay on the bedside table plugged into its charger.She unplugged it and picked it up, it was off. She turned it on and found that she had several missed calls, from Williams."Williams..." She thought. She had seen him get punched in the face after she had become so drowsy she couldn't even walk.She gasped as she thought that perhaps something may have happened to him.As she dialed his number to call him and find out how he was doing, the door pushed open, and James walked into the r