This man had deeply misunderstood the situation, and it wasn't his fault, but now Louis was under another threat, one that could put his reputation under fire.“What did you say about your wife?” Louis hastily asked, afraid of the implications of the man's action.“I said I told my wife to leak information to the press about the CEO behind the fire outbreak,” the man restated“Oh no!” Louis exclaimed, putting his hands on his head and shaking them slowly in terror.“Sir, is everything okay?”“Of course not,” Louis yelled “Nothing is okay,” he continued yelling straight into the phone.“Sir,” the injured man stuttered out of confusion,” I don't understand; what did I do wrong?” Louis kept quiet, leaving his question hung in the air as he got preoccupied by unsettling thoughts of trouble.“Hello,” the man said but it was swallowed by the silence. He repeated with his voice a little longer but the stillness remained unbroken. A furrow of concern etched on his brow as he called out for

“I’m at the entrance of the hospital, looking for a quiet place to park and blend in. I know that woman is sad now but can you quicken up and confirm,” Louis said as the woman kept talking to Queen.“He’s in this hospital right now and he's going to lose his life,” the woman kept weeping aloud,Queen had problems listening and replying to both of them. “He was part of the security guards at Twin Tower that got beaten,” she continued crying.Queen raised a brow at her, not thoroughly surprised that she was the woman they were searching for but relieved. She coughed and brushed her hair to the side, giving her a comforting look.“Look, Your husband is not going to die, he's just a little weak okay,” “How do you know that, I tried seeing him but they wouldn't let me in and then I got a call from him not too long ago, telling me information about a company and his voice,” she stopped to gulp down a spit and continued “His voice sounded like he was withholding a bad news from me,”All th

The clicks continued and it felt to Louis they wanted to snap the full details of his license plate. Prancing around town with this car was going to be a no-go if he could ditch the cars behind him.“One problem at a time, Louis,” Louis yelled out, putting all of his attention on the road. They proved too hard to outrun so he had to outsmart them.He sped through the road as the trio of cars remained hot on his tail; even when he cornered traffic through his precision, they still did not relent.He kept tackling them until suddenly he spotted a pelican crossing ahead. Several children were waiting to cross, accompanied by a vigilant crossing guard. Louis, seeing this, decided to take his opportunity.With a fast sweep of his wheel, he steered into the crossing, moving as fast as his car could take him but screeching to a stop when he passed the crossing guard by a small gap. The crossing guard held up his crossing sign for a stop of all other incoming cars and Louis’ pursuers were bro

Louis gazed at him to spill out whatever they noticed, sense or no sense.“So what is it?”Mrs Kimberly said after they stopped talking and stared at them“A pen doesn't write on it,” one of the men stated.Louis furrowed his eyebrows and brought out a pen from his pockets to try writing on the paper but their theory was correct.“Hold on,” Louis muttered as he opened his pen to check if the ink had finished. He wrote on another paper, but the results he got were the same thing.“So why the hell would they fill it on the floor if I can't even write on it,” Mrs Kimberly asserted “This is very weird,” one of them added Louis took another paper, turned it upside down, and moved it closer to a light bulb. He turned his neck at them and faced the paper before smiling back knowingly at them.“I think I know what's going on here” Louis nodded with a wink “Can I get anything that generates heat,” Louis said They looked at each other, then around the room with blank expressions.“A laser pen

“This is the CEO of Twin Tower speaking to you,” Louis said in a voice imitating a whisper“And what can I do for you, sir,” The rough and haughty voice suddenly changed into a calm, respectful tone.“I ordered a lot of panels from an off-state company, and they are still yet to be granted passage,” said Louis.”What is happening?”The executive officer began stuttering and nervously tapping his table.“Oh, sir, my apologies. I didn't know you were the one who ordered them. We actually flagged them down for identification and statement of usage. If I knew you were the one, I would have released it a long time,”Louis heaved at the man and peeped at his colleagues, making worried movements as they spoke to each other.“I was the one who ordered but under a different name. It is for a surprise installment and I don't want any nosy fly to discover,” Louis said. “Okay, sir, I'll release them to continue their supply to you, but,” the man stopped talking like he was afraid to utter the ne