It was training time and Benson was alone working with his grip on the revolver. He wasn't sure the correct way how to hold the revolver when Viola came to him and helped him to hold it the right way. "Mr White, I was also like you, when I began before I finally learnt it," Viola said holding her revolver close to the target. Viola was trying to show Benson how to hold the revolver and Benson knew this. "So your fingers have to be wrapped around the back of the revolver and there must be no tension. All your fingers must be relaxed around the revolver before they finally meet the trigger," Viola said. Benson knew that this wasn't the normal average way how to hold a revolver. "It's the way we operate since we are professionals and not like other regular mafia groups," Viola said. After training, Benson was alone in one of the public resting rooms, when Viola came to him. "Well done Mr White," Viola said. "Well done, you too," Benson said. Ben
"Don't listen to him, he pretends to come to try and fight physically, but I can see a sniper far behind him waiting for anyone to come out of cover to kill," Richard said using the comms. Richard kept zooming his camera on his machine gun deeper to take a total view of the number of people with Michael. "Can you take him?" Quentin enquired curiously still using his car as a shield with the others. "Not yet, I will need an opening to do so," Richard said still zooming his camera on his machine gun. "Alright, let's do a cover fire!" Quentin blurted out and Viola started first firing shots from the machine gun and ducking behind her car as cover. The reign of bullets continued as both parties kept firing at each other and using their bulletproof car cover. "Got one of them," Richard said firing shots from his camera machine gun. "Nice work," Matthew said firing his machine gun killing two of the men with Michael. "Hahaha, is that all you got?" Michael
Benson was alone in his training room trying to fire shots from his revolver to the target board distant from him when Viola came in. "Mr White," Viola said showing respect. "I need to ask, it seems that Quentin knows about Michael Xavier in the past and how he had conducted his criminal activities," Benson said when Viola sat close to him. "Yes, of course," Viola said nodding her head in agreement. "So can I know how?" Benson enquired curiously. "They explained some of his criminal activities to me so I will narrate it to you," Viola said and began... Three Years Ago Omaha City Nebraska State "Stop, it's the FBI," A female detective said pointing a revolver at Michael who had just killed seven policemen for trying to apprehend him. Michael stood with his two hands in the air. He knew that he had nowhere else to go and he had to surrender if he wanted to stay alive. "Alright then, gave it the way you please, you finally get to have Michael Xavi
A Week Later Benson kept trying out the revolver he had been using for training, it had been a week now and he was happy that his first training was progressing and that he would soon move to the next stage. He saw how he met all targets. "Nice," He muttered to himself. He was busy practising in his practice room in the underground basement when Viola came in after knocking. "Me White," Viola said bowing her head to show respect. "I can see that you have improved, boss," Viola said noticing that the board that was used for practice had been covered with bullets from the revolver and he met all his targets. "Yes, thanks to you, I would never forget you and Quentin, training," Benson said. "You are welcome, Mr White, it's been an honour," Viola said. "You can come and have your seat," Benson said as she sat down on one of the soft lounges beside Benson. "You know it's been a week now and we haven't been able to get the next update regarding the loca
"It's been long, it might be hard to bring the gang back together," Frederick said. "If there are issues about materials, I was funded for that by Mr Black to carry out my task," Michael said. "You are the boss of us, no one can dispute that, but how much are we talking about here, since you will be taking the responsibility?" Frederick said. "I currently have seven million dollars, given to me from Mr Black to fund the entire operation," Michael said. "Hmm, that would be okay, I will handle all the weapons we will need and then I will inform the others," Frederick said. "That would be okay," Michael said as he continued his fist training while Fredrick exited the room. Michael knew that with the money that Mr Black gave him, if he wasn't successful, he would be a dead man and that was the reason why he couldn't return to Harold to tell him that he had failed. He continued his first training with a determination that he must destroy the present
Benson woke up in the morning and moved around the lounge room of his mansion thinking about the way he had been treated lately by Rosemary and Samuel. He knew that he had no other choice but to endure, no matter the cost. "Good morning Mr White," Lila Hargreaves said as she came towards Benson. "Good morning Lila," Benson said immediately startled by her presence. "How had everything been going with the training and everything?" Lila enquired curiously. Benson knew that Lila would also be anxious about her son Simon, but Benson had seen Simon in action and knew how good he was. "Very good, no need to worry about your son, Simon, he is very good, I witnessed it," Benson said. "I know, Mr White, after all, I witnessed when Former Master Joseph trained him," Lila said. Benson remembered that any of the members of both the senior and junior executives who got trained by Joseph were very good and he wished he too was trained but he had Quentin, Viola and the others to do so. "That
Rosemary was short of words and didn't understand what was happening. "He must have gone to live in a more wretched house," Rosemary thought to herself as she finally exited the building. Washington DC White House They all arrived in t of the White Houseouse met many people. "Hannah Reynolds," Quentin's said upon seeing a young lady amid the crowd that wanted to enter to visit the president. Benson saw the men that serves as security and wondered how someone would want to try to kill the president and do so successfully. "Who is she," Benson enquired curiously. "She is the president's secretary, we are lucky to find her here, so we can get an easy pass since many people are wanting to see the president," Quentin said. "Exactly, and since we have booked an appointment, the secretary would easily recognize us," Mathew said. "Well, the same way, Clara Lance us called the witch, is the same way we nicknamed her the angel," Rosemary said. They all la
Judge showed a little bit of surprise in his expression but got over it immediately and showed indifference. Judge knew that Quentin is up to the task of being the next Mr White and he never suspected that it was Benson. Benson was happy now that everything was going on the way he had wished it and the way he had planned it will Quentin and the rest of the team. "I am not surprised, I expect that to be the case," Judge said as he faced the documents he was signing. Judge knew that there was no one on the team that was as good as Joseph except for Quentin, so he would be a perfect replacement for Joseph. "Yes Mr President," Quentin said facing Judge. "You all would have met my wife and kids, but they just left for Paris to take some vacation," Judge said. Benson was startled about this. He had heard about the president wife Theresa Peterson and his son, Moses Peterson, he knew that he would also love to meet all of them physically like the way he was meetin