"Mr. Evan Wilson, open the door" a very elegant and sophisticated voice made him alive again, Evan felt the soul that had long gone come back to him when he heard those clear words, rather than those which he heard before.He strode forward and opened the door, with his hands still shivering in fear."Y....yes...!" he let out that one word with all his remaining strength, but he saw the man standing before him was a stranger, he never even met that man before nor even seen him at Tiger's place either."Mr. Evan...!" he asked again with almost no expression on his face, serious as hell.Evan was in a dilemma if he should admit that he was Evan or should decline him because he didn't even know if he was going to help him or cause trouble.He forced his head to nod, "Yes....!" that was so hard for him to do that either, he stared at that man on what he will do now, he took out a file and handed it over to Evan, "Please sign it and come with me..." he added, Evan quickly opened that f
Izzy tore that parcel in desperation, those servants and gourds around her were looking at her puzzled, it was like her life was sent to her in a parcel just now.There was nothing but a file in it, she instantly opened it, it was the same file that Evan signed a few hours back without even reading it.She was broken as she saw those papers, and fell on her knees, her phone was still connected, "W....what d...did y....you do to him?" she shouted weeping her eyes out, "Ha ha ha ha...." he laughed louder, and her heart jerked once."What did I do? huh? I just gave him what he wanted so badly, well darling you are free now, if you want to come to me you still have time...! look at the gate, there is a car parked on the other side of that road, isn't it? it will be there for two days...! whenever you change your mind, you can just sit on it..!" he disconnected the phonic conversation, She was so miserable that she collapsed on the door, her maids took her to the hall and rested her on
Tiger was standing leaning on the wall when Mike came in with a phone in his hands, "Sir, it's urgent...!" Urgent...!That word doesn't exist in Tiger's dictionary for anyone else, but one, Michael.He took the phone and spoke, "Hello, Dad....!" a slight smile curled on his face, "Ya....my Tiger... good job...! I am proud of you...! ha...! we will have a drink together when I will be there..!" said Michael but that smile which hadn't been spread yet stopped, "You are coming here? when? why didn't you tell me, Dad?" he asked Michael as his forehead creased, "Uhh...I wanted to surprise you but...! your surprise left me speechless" "That lamb won't cause any trouble, right? did you cut off the ends?" "Yes, Dad, your son will never let any free ends slide away" a confident smirk curled again on the corner of his lips."Ha... ha...ha...ha..." after a heartful laughter, Michael retorted, and that smirk didn't last longer but instead that creased eyebrows continued on his forehead."
Izzy's maid dragged her out of the room, and when she was out of there, she hid her and bowed Izzy's head, walking hideously and taking her towards the back door in the kitchen to get out from there.When being out, Izzy heard many voices growling from the hallway to inside, she jerked up at once with the rise in the pitch."Wait...! where is Dad?" jerking off that maid's hand she ran inside again straight to her father's study, "Ma'am wait...! he ran away...! ma'am....!" that maid had been calling her, but Izzy ignored her calls.Those noises coming from the hall were horrible, she had to see for her father herself to believe that he is safe.But on the way she saw some men with guns wearing black suits, they weren't doing anything but standing there as if they were here to supervise something, but some more men behind them were smashing everything.She stopped as she saw one of the black uniform guys noticing her, but he stood crossing his hands over his chest turning his back towar
"Sir" that word was unexpected by Izzy, as she knows her father, he never gives respect to anyone, but this man in front of her looked just like a driver yet her father was calling him 'Sir'.That man took them to a small house, they got down as they were instructed to, and that driver bend through the car window looking at Thomas, "You can talk in, I will be here" Thomas just nodded and took Izzy and Max in, she still can't believe what was going on, someone was giving instructions to her father a notorious mafia don, who never bowed to anyone not even before God, who that man must be, that her father was giving respect to, more than God?"Who was that Dad? why are we here?" stepping in, she looked around, it was a simple place with middle-class decorations, "You don't have to know it!" he yelled putting down the bag he was carrying with him, "Come here I need to talk about something!" he asked her to come and sit before him as he sat leaning his back on the sofa he was sitting on
The sky was annoyingly red in the evening, sharp at five, Tiger received a call, and the long face he was wearing all this time has brightened, instantly.A wide smile curled on his lips, as his dimples tugged over his cheeks, Mike smiled at him as it might be his first time in many days to see his master smiling."Sir, everything is arranged" Tiger just nodded, "You can go" he ordered him and Mike left bowing his head before him slightly.Soon after that, he came again to inform him, "Sir, ma'am is here" Tiger glanced at him, "Do it...!" Mike took the command and moved out immediately.What does he mean by that?What was he planning to do?Izzy was here clenching her purse all the time, a little anxious, a little sad, and a lot of threats conquering her mind. All those emotions pumped into her mind as she put her first step inside Tiger's mansion, Mike was here personally to escort her in, at the entrance, there was a special scanner along with a metal detector, but Mike took her
Even a pussy cat becomes wild when it grasps that it has no way out, and Izzy was already here to kill him she was not a mild cat.The gun he sent was a duplicate one but the one she picked up from her father's office in the morning was a real one and was loaded and the main thing was that Tiger had no idea about that gun.When he came near her, clenching his fingers over her face, she took out the gun she had been hiding in her dress and shot him, "Thud...!" the bullet shot sound resounded all around the room, he was shocked at being shot by her, he was sure that according to his plan, she wouldn't be able to shoot him but that gun she had, he had no idea about it, that would have easily caught if she had undergone the checking procedures but she wasn't checked at all while getting in.She pulled him near and whispered something in his ears, his eyes fling open at once, what does she mean by that?Why did she tell him that, now?But before he could even think about that, Mike and hi
"Who is the patient? when has he shot?" that doctor's guess was so accurate, that Mike was more than just surprised."Wow" "You are awesome....!" he exclaimed in amazement,Just how could she guess that so accurately?"Shut up, just tell me when was he shot?" she asked seriously, he then noticed that she was actually taking notes."Maybe two or three hours or something...!" he retorted casually, she glared at him, "Two or three...?" he understood that she needs accuracy, not just a guess. He looked at his watch and calculated what the time exactly was, then retorted immediately, "Two and a half hours" was accurate,She heard him but didn't reply, he was surprised that he was being unknowingly bossed by a girl whom he just met before a few minutes.They reached the mansion entrance, and she flipped a paper from her book, handing him that, "Get these immediately" like a perfectly professional, no babbling, no jibber-jabber at all.He was still surprised, and after giving her a blunt