Garry immediately opened the file as he was very curious about the whole thing, he began scanning through the pages, it was filled with names, operations, assassinations and all of these were tied to the Council. His father’s name appeared repeatedly, each time his father's name was mentioned it was always connected to efforts to undermine their agenda. That means they were all pointing to him that he was undermining their authority and trying to change what this syndicate should be about which doesn't sit well with either of them. “Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?” Garry asked, his voice filled with emotions, he added; “Why let me think you were the enemy? You made me believe that you were my father's killer, I hated you for a whole year, all I had in my heart was to kill you. I hated you with passion, why would you subject me to that?” Bentley sighed, his expression heavy. “Because you needed to see the truth with your own eyes, Garry. If I had told you any of this, you wou

Garry frowned, studying the layout. “There has to be a weak point or something, regardless of how impenetrable it seems, there has to be a weak point. No system is airtight.” Elena then uttered; “Weak points do exist, but they’re usually traps… anyways If we’re going in, we need to make noise somewhere else, that is we have to draw attention away from us.” “Diversion,” Garry said, nodding his head in approval. “What are we talking about here? Like a fire alarm, Bomb scare? Or maybe…” Elena smirked. “Something bigger. We take out their backup power grid. When the lights go out, the guards would be running around and then we will slip in unnoticed.” Bentley rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. “That’s quite ambitious and risky. If they figure out it’s intentional, they’ll lock down the entire building and you guys would be stuck in there without anyway of my men reaching you in time.” “We won’t give them time to figure it out, we will hit fast, grab the intel that we need and get out b

After some minutes they marched Troy down the alley, deeper into the city. And every step they took seemed to echo louder in his mind. The men said nothing, their silence was louder than words. Troy didn’t dare ask where they were going, how could he possibly do that? His life was on the line here. So the fact that he was still breathing gave him hope. He just focused on keeping pace and suppressing the pain in his legs. After what felt like hours, they arrived at an old, abandoned warehouse. The walls looked unkempt, the ceilings looked rusty and a sound of dripping water could be heard as it echoed. The scarred man opened the heavy metal door with no care in the world and its noise or screeches were unbearable for Troy but there was nothing he could say, he was at the mercy of these strangers. He felt maybe this was his karma for selling his biological child and daughter off to a stranger simply because he couldn't take good care of her. So all he had to do was either

An hour later, Troy found himself squeezed into the back of a black van, his knees pressed against a crate full of equipment he didn’t understand what was in it. There was a lot of tension in the air and the sharp scent of oil and metal. Joey sat across from him, silent and focused, while Blake leaned against the door, cleaning his nails with a smirk every time Troy's eyes met his. ‘Could it be that, they were planning to use him as the fall guy? What if this was a trap for him as he was dispensable to them?’ His mind and heart kept racing he couldn't put his hands on it but things weren't going right. He was having cold feet and wondering what awaits him, but no matter what they had planned for him, he wasn't going to die. Troy Reece was determined to make sure he comes back in one piece. Jason was in the driver’s seat, navigating the van through streets toward the docks. Troy’s mind raced, his hands wouldn’t stop trembling, and every bump in the road felt like it rattled

He was about to shut the door when Henry Donald uttered sternly; “Mr William, D'Cruz I will make sure I bring something meaningful if only you would fill me in. I have sources that would be of help. Let me do this because I don't want to go back to prison. I am very much loyal and would do anything to make sure that Logan Bentley goes down.” The silence in the room was so much that if a needle fell on the floor, it would make an impact. Henry didn't know how he became so bold but he uttered; “I didn’t come this far to be intimidated. I will make sure to get to the bottom of it all and I will not go back to jail. Logan will pay for what he did to me. So I will keep digging so keep me by your side as I am more of an asset than a liability.” “We’ll see about that.” William D'Cruz uttered and walked away, leaving Henry and Fletcher in silence. Henry sank back into his chair, his legs were trembling out of fear. “You sure have his attention now, you should be careful when brin