Stay where you are, Leah. I will find them.” Leah nodded, clutching the phone to her chest as she tried to steady her breathing. She could not lose them. Not her babies. She started pacing back and forth outside the school, her mind racing with a thousand possibilities. Who could have taken them? Why?As she turned to head back towards the entrance, she froze. Standing a few feet away were two men she recognized all too well, Jae and Maxwell, Blake’s men. Her heart raced as they approached, smirking. “Well, well, look who it is,” Jae sneered, his eyes gleaming with rage. “Looking for your kids, Leah?”Leah’s blood ran cold. “Where are they?” she demanded, her voice shaking with fear and anger. “What have you done with them?” Maxwell laughed, crossing his arms over his chest. “They are safe, for now. But their safety depends on you.” Leah felt her knees go weak. “Please, just tell me where they are. I will do whatever you want.” Jae’s smile wide

Blake’s lips tucked into a smile as he looked over at the children by the corner. He placed his hand behind him leaving Kadmiel a little confused but still on guard. He paced around the room, his smile immediately turned into a sinister smirk on his face. His confidence radiated as he glanced at Kadmiel, who stood motionless but alert, his piercing eyes fixed directly on the man who dared to threaten his family. "You have been a failure all your life, Kadmiel," Blake scoffed, crossing his arms. "Leah honestly does not care about you. It doesn't seem so, cause if she did, she would have forgiven you by now. But she hasn’t, has she? She called you after she could not find the kids, yes, but it does not mean she has forgiven you, you know?" Kadmiel’s expression did not shake, but his mind raced. How did Blake know about his complicated history with Leah? The venom in Blake's words struck him deep, but Kadmiel knew better than to let his emotions surface. Silence was his armor, his u

kadmiel’s mind was uneasy as he paced the room, his jaw clenched so tightly it began to ache. He could not afford useless mistakes such as this, not now. Blake was suddenly out there, lurking in the shadows like a venomous snake waiting for the right time to strike. Kelita tried to calm him down but her words got into deaf eats as he could not process anything around him. He pulled out his phone and dialed Phoenix again.The other party at the end of the line picked up and he said without wasting time. “Meet me at my place. Now."There was no need for explanations. Phoenix would understand the urgency.Minutes later, she arrived, stepping into his living room confidently. She took a moment to scan his face. "Blake escaped," Kadmiel said with a sarcastic smile, his voice dangerously low.Phoenix’s lips pressed into a thin line. "We underestimated him sir."Kadmiel slammed his fist against the center table, shaking the glass. “No. I underestimated him. I should have killed him when I

A phone call which Kadmiel had not expected came late into the night, piercing through the silence of his home like a blade. Kadmiel sat on one of the couches in his dark room, he had turned off the lights to match his mood at that instance, a glass of whiskey stood untouched on the centre table which sat before him.He had not gotten any rest mentally as his mind had been racing constantly for hours, thoughts swirling with frustration and exhaustion. He began having migraines.Every lead had gone cold. Every trace of Leah and his children had vanished. Tracing Blake's whereabouts also proved futile. He had sent his best men out, scanned through all his networks, pulled every string he could in the past two days, yet nothing to show for it. When his phone vibrated, he grabbed it up without any hesitation."What is it? I do not have any time for back and for the right now.” His voice was sharp, cold and impatient.Leah’s mother, her voice raw with desperation, spoke quickly."I am s

Kadmiel removed the mask of the assassin, he could not tell who it was. He contemplated for a while on what to do. Shortly after he lifted the limp body to a corner in the alley and dropped him carefully, without looking back, he went away hastily. Kadmiel strolled through the silent streets, his hands deep in his pockets as he kept on thinking. The assassin had barely muttered his last breath before choosing to die, leaving behind more questions than answers. Who could have sent him? And why now? His instincts told him that he had to expect a lot more, he had no idea how much enemies he had made. He thought of telling someone as he exhaled sharply, then he decided not to burden Phoenix or anyone else with his concerns just yet. Until he had gotten solid leads, he needed to keep his suspicions with him. As he walked into his home, he immediately called Phoenix."How has it been with Sloane?""She has proved to be very useful sir," Phoenix replied. "Sharp, resourceful too. She has