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
"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