" Do you think, Mr George will be fine?" Evelyn sked looking a Zeek who had his hand tightened on his gun. " How am I suppose to know that,Evelyn." Zeek looked back at her. ":Why? what is happening?" Evelyn asked again seeing that Week's hands were on his gun. " I think something is going to happen to night. I can sense it." Zeek replied looking around the house. He took his walkie talkie and radio to some of the men guarding the compound. Zeek's voice crackled over the walkie-talkie as he instructed the guards to increase their vigilance. The air around the safe house was thick with tension, the kind that prickled the skin and set nerves on edge. Evelyn watched him carefully, her instincts telling her that whatever was happening outside was only the beginning. Inside the safe house, Marcus paced the room like a caged animal. The weight of not knowing gnawed at him. He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling he was having about his father. "Zeek," Marcus called out, his voice sha

"Don't make me do this." Zeek said, looking at Marcus, who had a look like he was going to do something stupid. "Your father knew what he was getting into the moment he answered your distress call. Don't you find it strange that he came back home to help?" Zeek shouted at Marcus. "You can't listen to him." "What will you do if it was your father?" Marcus said in anger. "That's right, Marcus. Get me Jason as your father gets to live." Sniper said again, but Zeek was faster than Marcus. He charged towards him and hit him on the head. Marcus fell to the floor, losing consciousness. Zeek carried both him and Jason into the car, but a stray bullet hit him as she tried to drive out of the mansion. "I guess your son made his choice." Sniper looked at George before he shot him in the head. Zeek occasionally groaned in pain and looked at the back of the car. They were two teenage boys who were out cold, and he didn't know what to do with them. Jason was still unconscious, and of course Mar

Marcus couldn't take his eyes off the person he was seeing right in front of him. "This is impossible!" Ethan shouted, looking at the young man dressed in a black suit. He looked different, he said, as more handsome, and the clothes he wore clung to his body. "Isn't that?""Yes, he is." "Look at how manly he looks." "I thought he was dead." Most of the students froze in awe looking at Jason Carter get down from the car before them. The cameramen and women rushed towards Jason. The loud shutters of the camera could be heard as they kept asking him for an interview. "Am I seeing wrongly?" Marcus murmured to himself. He has had many dreams with Jason coming back to life. Perhaps this was one of them. Jason looked at Marcus and knew he still didn't believe he was the one. He took a step on the journey towards him. Zeke got down to stand beside him. "Are you sure you are ready for this?" He asked with a comm wire in his ears. "Yes, I am." Jason replied instantly."You heard the bo

The school became silent immediately when the black, sleek car drove into the compound. Everyone was eager to see Jason again after some years of him being absent. The news was that he was dead but now, alive. "Is he some kind of Jesus?" "What do you mean?" "He is just lucky the bullet grazed him." Everyone speculated about Jason Carter. He was about to get out of the car when Marcus held him back. "Aren't you going to tell me where you have been all this while?" "Listen, Marcus. This is just the beginning of our battle, and we need to be ready for whatever is coming. I know I have a lot to explain, but first, we need to make it through the day first. I need to see Mr. Reynolds and get my graduation form. It is time we venture into a new world." Zeke knocked gently on the glass. "We need to move now, Jase." He said, standing erect to guard the car. "He now calls you by your name?" Marcus asked. He was a little taken aback. "Like I said, it is a long story. We have a lot to catc

Ethan looked back and saw his father Dylan walking towards the poduim. " How did he know about this?" He murmured to himself. " You must be surprised to see your father here." Jason said with a loud laugh. Ethan turned to him and gave him a hard face. " I wonder what he will do to you when you lose this." Jason continued. " You are not going to only lose your position in his soon to be organisation but you are going to also going to be disown. That I am sure of." " Let it begin!" Mr Reynolds shouted and the crowd erupted in cheers as the maze’s holographic walls shimmered, signaling the next phase of the tournament. Jason and Ethan had been neck-and-neck through the labyrinthine corridors, but Jason's strategic thinking and ability to adapt gave him a slight edge. Still, the gap between them was razor-thin, and the maze was far from predictable. Ethan pushed forward with a determined look, his sharp reflexes allowing him to leap over collapsing platforms and dodge the unexpected