"Michael Xavier?" Judge said still startled upon hearing the name. "Yes, Mr President," Quentin confirmed again, surprised at the President's expression when he mentioned Michael's name. "Well, something happened in the past when Richard was killed and we got to investigate the issue further and it's connected to the name you just mentioned," Judge said... Two Years Ago "Sir, we just discovered who led the men, who were in charge, and we believe it to be the same Michael Xavier who had escaped from prison," one of the security men came rushing towards Judge after he had watched as the president's lifeless body was taken away. "Damn it!" Judge blurted out. "So he escaped again?" He enquired curiously and the man nodded his head to show approval... Present Day Benson now understood how dangerous Michael and his team were. "If the team that was involved in assassinating the President is still alive, then we all have to be careful and perform our duties well,
Samuel knew that it was going to be a mission. He had been sent to work under Mr White since last month and even though he wasn't skilled at all, they used his skills for being a spy to good use. "Michael Xavier, has currently been disappointing Mr Black, not refusing to do Mr Black's wish and Mr Black isn't happy," Harold said. Samuel wondered how that got to affect him and shower his curiosity in his expression. "Well, I know that you will be wondering how that affects you, but I need you to know that Mr Black needs someone to presently succeed where Michael failed to sell the drugs to the Chinese men," Harold said and Samuel nodded his head. He knew that it would be him they would recommend for the job since that was part of his experts since he wasn't good at fighting or gun fighting. "Mr Black needs the profit from the sale of the drugs and you are the one recommended to do it," Harold said. "Noted boss," Samuel said. "I know that there is a little b
Shang Chan who was under the protection of his men as they rallied a round him to protect him, spoke in Chinese to his interpreter to interpret. "I thought you told me that there wasn't going to be any causality of any sort?" The interpreter interpreted. "Yes, I am sorry, I didn't know that this would happen, please forgive me," Samuel who was scared said. He never believed everything would go wrong again and was so disappointed because he knew that if he ever escaped this, Harold would have his head Mr Black doesn't like to allow failure. Shang Chan spoke some Chinese languages to his men and they all attempted to enter their SUV but the junior executives shit the tire preventing them from escaping this time... "Ooh you mean that you would allow the junior executives to handle the situation this time, right," Benson enquired curiously. "Exactly, boss, Peter Theory, the main captain of the junior executives, is very skilled and probed to the task, we call
Jane, Henry, Duncan, Elizabeth, and John, were startled and brought out their revolvers quickly from their pockets. The men cocked their guns and it was obvious that they meant business "It's okay just drop your weapons," Michael said as he looked at his entire team giving them signals. Fredrick too had brought out his revolver to defend himself and looked at Michael to be sure that's what he wants them to do. "Yes, bring it down, it's Harold Zachary, I can explain things to him, he is probably wondering why we haven't finished his mission despite him giving us more money," Michael said. The men who had surrounded them all still pointed their guns at them as if they were going to shoot. "It's alright, this doesn't have to be a blood bath, take me instead, after all, it's me don't involve them in all this," Michael said. The men agreed and abducted Michael. Jane and the rest wanted to fight to get him back. "It's okay, I will be back, get the ammunition,"
"Now get out of my presence," Harold said and Michael left the lounge room and the mansion. "Ticktock Michael Tick tock," Harold said when Michael was about to leave the door before he finally left the mansion. "So I brought my ers of my police task force and with time we will all be working together," Trish said. Winston knew that more was expected from him as thy all needed him to work to get the information they needed. "So any news Winston," Quentin said facing Winston who was still busy trying to trace Michael's current location. "None for the time being," Winston said after clicking several keys on the keyboard and getting a red signal on his system. "It means Michael isn't currently in operation at the moment," Lincoln said. "Ooh that's true," Simon said. "Well, that's for that, I really can't wait to get my hands on Michael," Trish said. Trish knew that she had gone through a lot with Michael, especially the time when she almost died at the hands
"Ooh alright that's good," Trish said Trish was getting ready now because she knew that it was almost time for her revenge. Benson kept taking glances at her. He knew that she was very beautiful and that he might be developing an interest in her. "So how has the experience been going on, finally being a senior executive?" Trish enquired curiously when it was just them alone at the main. "Well, it's been great, I mean joining an organization that pretends to be a mafia group but secretly works for the Fbi has its perks," Benson said as he smiled at her. He knew that he was getting nervous around the lady he was already liking. "Alright then, can't wait to see how you operate," Trish said as she exited the room... Michael and the new men that worked for Mr Black finally alighted from their separate SUVs and Michael entered the apartment. "How did it go, Mike?" Fredrick enquired. "Yes boss, what happened?" Jane enquired after they all paid homage to Michael as
"I am here, I haven't gone, I will be going with you guys, I told my men to go ahead of me that's why I wasn't there," Trish said as she came setting her revolver by her side. "Ooh okay, we all need to quickly get to the place," Quentin said as he turned back to face her. He knew that he must not create any suspicion that Benson was Mr White. The blades of the helicopter whirred and they all got in the helicopter and flew off from the roof. When the junior executives entered they were Lucky that they weren't seen. Fortunately for them, after they had all entered and pretended to mix themselves in the crowd, that was when one of the Mr Black men rushed to the door. "No coming in and no going out," The man said. "If we find anything comms on any of you, or any strange movements to call the police, you are dead," The man said and the people were more scared. Timothy was still monitoring the man as he was just about to send the money through the laptop. "How much
"Duncan! How did it go?" Michael enquired through the comms that Duncan put in his ears. Duncan was exactly on the roof of the skyscraper building that stood tall next to the bank. "Yes boss, I almost had the person that was to be the leader of the junior executives," Duncan said still glancing with his right eye only at the camera of Hua's large machine gun. Duncan fired several more haoyws and discovered that there were no movements as everyone ducked... "Shit!" Benson said and used his revolver to fire at Timothy's arm. Timothy was forced to drop his gun as the woman escaped and Benson helped get to escape well. "Open the doors now," Peter ordered and the rest men of the junior executives all opened the doors for Quentin and the rest senior executives to come in. "Richard, where are you at?" Benson enquired curiously. He knew that they were still in danger and they all needed to lay on the floor out of danger. "Yes, I have gotten him, I have fired a sho