Arthur kept an eye on his rear view mirror and took a left turn. It hadn't gone as planned, but they will be suspecting him now that it failed. Thomas Bolton wouldn't understand that he was trying. The balls of that old man. "I should have never taken that loan, I wouldn't be fighting an old geezer's war," he grumbled. His luxurious duplex home came into view and he slowed down, easing his foot on the brake and parked into the driveway. He would just have to try again later. There was still time, he could do it again, Arthur thought. He brought his keys out of his bag and held the door knob, but the door opened. Arthur looked at it puzzled. He remembered closing the door that morning. The TV was on, somebody was watching anime in the living room. He turned back and looked at the alarm sensor on the fence. It was off. Maybe it was Mabel, maybe she finally wanted to spend time with him. But she returned the keys to him after their last fight. He slowly opened the door and held h
Sarah waved at the black SUV as it approached her. The black license plate and the unusual numbering pattern on the plate signified it was one of Michael's cars. Rose lowered the windshield and flashed a bright smile at her. "Nice Corvette." She nodded towards the vehicle. Sarah smiled and did a half glance at the vehicle. "I customized it myself." She saw Monica inside and waved at her. Monica returned the greeting. "Hey Sarah," Chris greeted as he stepped out of the car. Sarah raised her brow. "Hey, what's with the brown patch on your suit?" Chris glanced at it. "Yeah, I had an accident. You didn't even call to check on your partners, is that how partners do?" He cocked his brows at her. Sarah ignored the last sentence. "Accident? What accident?" She turned to Rose as she stepped out. Two other SUVs, Chris' escorts, drove past them slowly and parked down the street and the men stood out, looking up at the buildings. "An elevator incident," Rose replied. "Escaped in the nick
"Monica, you are in charge of recon. You can head out tonight, if you are up to it," Rose suggested. "I'm up for it. I haven't had any action since the last time I was kidnapped," Monica said. She wiped her nose and looked at Chris. "Don't do anything crazy, don't follow me."Chris smiled. "I wasn't planning on doing it, you just reminded me about it. Imagine me following you close behind. So are you going alone?" He asked. Sarah switched off the television, casting a glance in their direction. "That's none of your business, you are staying behind. You can't keep putting yourself in harm's way, what will I tell your father?" Rose asked. Sarah sat down with her legs crossed. "You know, he is quite tough. I sparred with him the other time, I doubt you could beat him in a one on one situation," Sarah hailed him. Chris nodded. "What she said. In fact, look at her, she roams about freely with little to no protection and yet she never gets in harm's way. She headed missions, she drove
Monica prepared herself and waited until evening before she made her move. Rose has briefed her about the security, she only had to hear what they were saying and relay it back to them at the mansion. She wore black clothes; a black jacket, a cap and black trousers to go. She waited in the car for the go sign, because she was working with Rose. Her eyes went to the balcony, the lights were on which meant Chris was awake. It wasn't that late in the evening, with thirty minutes to eight. The line buzzed and she looked away. "Base here, are you ready to boogie?" Rose's voice came in. "Boogie? Well I'm ready to move," she answered. "Can't you play along? I'm trying to ease my nerves," Rose laughed. "Alright, I'm ready to boogie boogie," Monica replied. "You didn't have to add woogie at the end.""You didn't need to say boogie too.""Alright. Remember, it's just recon. I need you to gather information about what they are doing. Their plans, what's going on between them and you come
"How the hell did they know where we were?" Monica asked as we moved away from the fence. "I don't think we should be worrying about that now," Chris said. He kept on reaching for his pocket, as if he had carried a weapon. "What are you—""Shhh—" Chris laid a finger on her lips and pointed down the streets. Two armed men were slowly coming in their direction. It was only thanks to the long shadows that they had stayed hidden. "Let's go the other way." Chris pulled Monica by the arm and went the opposite direction. The plan was to turn to the other side of the building and make a quick escape. "How many things are you hiding from us? How did you know all this?" Monica whispered. "I'm a quick learner," Chris replied. He grinned at her for a second, and failed to see the man sneaking up behind him at the corner of the bush. "Look out!" Monica brought out her gun and the silencer clicked twice when she pressed the trigger twice. The man fell to the ground, but his finger laid on th
Chris raised his brows up. "Okay," he answered. He dropped his heavy equipment to the floor and flexed his shoulder. Monica tried to step in between them. "Hey, you don't have to do this now. It's crazy," she said. She knew Chris was strong, but he didn't stand a chance against Rose. Rose was a trained bodyguard. She had been trained to kill with her hands and weapons since she was fourteen, registered her first kill six months later but she was lucky enough that Michael had discovered her when she was eighteen years old. He saved her from straying down a dark path and made her his personal bodyguard since then. Chris on the other hand was mysterious, but he didn't have the experience to stand on par with Rose. It wasn't like she could do anything to stop them. They had already decided. Members of the security team had gathered around them to see the fight at the fountain. Rose held her stance and raised her hands up, and started coming towards Chris. Chris circled her, an evasio
They all stood before Michael in his study. Yvonne has already gone home because it was quite late. "So what do you have for me? Let's start with Monica, how did it go? I heard you went to spy on Arthur? Tell me how it went," Michael asked. Monica took a deep breath and narrated everything that had happened, and how Arthur was dealing with the Italian Mafia right under their nose. Chris and Monica listened attentively, not that they hadn't heard it before either. "He plans to take you and Thomas Bolton out for the Mafia to pay his debt," Monica concluded. "I see," Michael said. He laid his hand on his chin and turned towards Rose. "Arthur is quite desperate. It seems like he won't be able to pay the amount he is owing them and he is under pressure from my brother. Have you found anything from the elevator accident?" Rose answered. "No sir. Only that the new equipment was swapped for the old one. We couldn't catch the perpetrators, but there were traces left behind. Several regist
Lisa hid under the bed with her hands covering her mouth just like the way Michael had instructed. She knew the life of a gangster was bad, but she has never expected it to be like this."Please God protect us, please God protect us!" She prayed silently. Michael circled around the back. The mob members were at the front and some had made their entry. He just had to pick them off one by one. He came to the front of the building and shot the only man standing outside in the head and he slumped to the floor. The driver in the car tried to pull his gun out but Michael fired at him with pinpoint accuracy from that distance and managed to strike his neck and chest. He shot the engine radiator next and ran back to where he was coming from. His plan was to lure them away from Lisa inside, and bring the danger to him instead and he had succeeded in that. They came filing out like insects at the clinic's entrance and he shot them one by one. The others ran to cover but Michael wasn't leavi