“What are you saying?” Carl took a step back. He was looking at Cruz, and he could see that the man was no short of a psycho, and he was not going to be trusting him like that. Cruz rolled his eyes, he was looking at Carl with a weird smile on his face. “I am only trying to give you the best you cant get with him, I am forming a new empire and the Masked General is in my way so I would love to remove him so there would be nothing but peace and I am going to be able to do something about the whole thng.” He waved his hand around, looking at Carl, trying to see if he was going to be able to convince the warrior that he was only doing the right thing. “I am not the villain you paint me to be. I was talking to Roger, but he didn't understand the vision I had…” “So you killed him.” Carl cut him off. He was looking at Cruz, and he had the intent to rush for him and swing a punch, but knowing Cruz, he was bound to do something that would make it hard for anyone to even walk out of there

Amid all the trouble happening in Caldor, the Martins Family was still at a standstill. Rachel not coming back was causing them problems, and it was taking a toll on Kelvin. “I don't know what to say anymore, Father. Rachel is not going to be coming back here. And I know we have been seeing the signs for a while now, but we have to come to terms with the fact that there is no way for her to come back.” Kelvin Martins had thought that he was going to get the chance to even get his daughter back to the house, but then it was clear nothing was going to make things easy for him. Ben sat there listening to his son, he was not the type of person to be worried about a thing. He was sure that nothing was going to bring her back to the house, and he was also sure that after everything they had done to Rachel, she wouldn't want to even see them. The old man lit up his cigar, puffing in the smoke he looked up with a smile on his face showing he knew something like this would happen. “It wa

“So what is your verdict, Michael? Is he going to be a threat we would have to look at with careful eyes, or are we going to let it slide? I know there is nothing to worry about here.” Frank Petoria was in a meeting with Michael Keaton, they were not going to be taking chances with everything happening around them, knowing something was happening. Michael was looking at a glass cup in his hands, which was half full of whiskey. He placed the cup down, throwing his head back on the chair he balanced on, and he turned to look at Frank. “I dont know what i am going to say, there is nothing to tell this early. We just have to be alert lest anyone takes us by surprise.” He spoke calmly, he looked down his mind clouded with thoughts. “Besides, there are things we have to prepare for, I lost one of the heirlooms in my possession thanks to my son.” “How is James? Is he still in the hospital?” Frank asked with a concerned tone, he was looking at Micheal who had an uneasy look on his face. “