While away with Alfredo Clayton in an important meeting, Ferdinand's phone buzzed in his pocket. He had earlier set in on vibrate in order not to interrupt the meeting.His phone kept buzzing until it stopped and then started again. This happened about five times before Ferdinand finally took out his phone and checked the screen.It was Kyle calling.Ferdinand frowned knowing that he had warned Kyle even before the meeting not to call him for the next three hours. The meeting was only one hour in and Ferdinand got annoyed with Kyle's audacity.Ferdinand excused himself and walked out of the room filled with other men. He answered the phone call and placed his phone on his ear.Before Ferdinand get a word out, Kyle's voice came first and sharp, "She's gone! Vincent took Tasha and escaped with her!""What?" Ferdinand exclaimed, shocked to the bone, "How could you let that happen?!""I just arrived here and got this information from one of the men he beat up sir," Kyle explained, trying
"Put all your weapons down and step away from them," Ferdinand instructed Vincent who gritted his teeth as he glared at Ferdinand.Vincent had no choice but to obey right after the men with Ferdinand which had increased to ten in number, lifted their guns at him.Vincent took out the first then the second and then the third, continuously removing weapons from his pockets, shoes and other spots."Is that all?" Ferdinand asked."Yes. Now let him go." Vincent answered."Who said I would in the first place?" Ferdinand smirked and stroked his chin repeatedly with his fingers, "I'll tell you what? Let's do a trade."Ferdinand took one more look at Alex and then back to Vincent and then the car Vincent was standing next to, "Tasha is still in there isn't she?"Vincent's face turned dark but that only excited Ferdinand even more."Sadly, it's not what you think," Ferdinand said to Vincent."Then what do you want?" Vincent asked, already imagining himself smashing Ferdinand's face in."Surrende
While Vincent was taken away by Ferdinand and his men, Alex struggled to crawl to the car but it was clear that he wouldn't get to it on time.Alex rolled himself to face upwards and reached into his pocket with his right hand while his left hand covered his bleeding stomach. That bullet had gone right through his body and seeing the bullet on the ground didn't help him feel any better and he predicted that he would die.Alex dialled Carlos' phone number even though he didn't want to make his friend panic. The phone rang and Alex waited eagerly for an answer but none came.After that, Alex had to result to something else, a text. He could only hope to send it to Carlos on time before dying.He wrote his location and that they needed help. 'it's a life or death situation' was the last sentence he wrote before his shaking finger tapped on the send button.Alex closed his eyes while facing the sky. It was almost sunrise. If he couldn't make it then at least Vincent's family should. As
Right after Ferdinand left the room, Vincent wriggled his hands about, not giving up until the ropes which tied them behind his back became loose.After a few more tries, Vincent managed to free one of his hands and then the other. The first thing he did was reach for the phone in his pocket and turn on his location, sharing it with Carlos first before making a phone call.It didn't take long before Carlos answered the call, "Vincent.""Look. I don't have much time on my hands. I just called so you can help my family and Alex. They're...""I am aware of everything. We managed to get them all to a different hospital on time. What's happening? Where are you? Alex said that Ferdinand had you but the phone call...""I'm still in the mansion of Alfredo Clayton. Ferdinand is here as well and I'm locked up in something they keep calling the torture room. No one knows I still have my phone." Vincent explained."But no worries, I will be out of here at the soonest," Vincent added."I hope so b
"The breast ripper. I can use that." Vincent thought to himself and untied his legs next while Alfredo was busy talking to Carlos on the phone.Vincent wasn't able to use anything else because he wasn't close to any other tool. At least not without alerting Alfredo that he was about to grab one.Slowly, Vincent proceeded towards Alfredo and sharply kneed him to the back before snatching the breast ripper and scratching Alfredo's eyes with it the moment Alfredo looked back.Alfredo shouted and groaned in pain while placing both of his hands over his now-broken eyes.Vincent quickly picked up his phone and ran out of the torture room. There was no time to waste. Alfredo's screams must have alerted everyone else.Vincent hid himself after spotting some men that were running towards the torture room. As soon as the coast was clear, Vincent made it to the front door and got out of the mansion intact.Now all he had to do was find a way to get past the gate and find the car Carlos must have
"What do you mean you are going back? That's not making sense at all. Can't you think of something else?" Carlos tried to stop Vincent."Something else like what exactly? The police are under his control. Who is supposed to put him behind bars? I'd rather get sentenced to death for killing him than let him roam free and keep terrorising my family.." Vincent shot back and pulled his arm from Carlos' grip.Vincent continued to walk but stopped after Carlos called his name. He didn't bother to turn his head back but instead waited patiently to hear what Carlos had to say.Carlos met up with Vincent and placed his hand on Vincent's shoulder, "Come back alive." he said to Vincent."I'll try." Vincent wanted to keep going but Carlos pulled him back by the shoulder, "Don't try. Do it." Carlos said."You have a wife who needs you and a daughter who needs her father. She's only a baby." Carlos tried knocking sense into Vincent.Vincent removed Carlos' hand from his shoulder and walked off witho
"What do you mean he is here?! You think I'm in the mood for jokes?!" Ferdinand shouted at the man who reported that Vincent was in the mansion."Sir I'm not joking. Vincent is outside." the man insisted but it only increased Ferdinand's confusion."How can a man who escaped my grasp return to the same place he was running from? What is he planning? Or did he think of the consequences of his escape and decided to come back?" Ferdinand wondered."Has he been captured and tied up?" Ferdinand asked."Sir..." the man hesitated to speak."Has he been captured and tied up?!" Ferdinand repeated his question angrily."N... No sir..." the man replied, shaking as he avoided eye contact with Ferdinand."Why?" Ferdinand asked, ready to teach this one man a lesson."Is this what it is now? Have I been working with weaklings all this while that they cannot capture a single man?!" Ferdinand shouted, veins popping out on his neck."Tell them to have him killed now!" Ferdinand ordered."That's never g
Decked out in a clean, crisp white lab coat, the lab coat is knee-length, providing a sense of professionalism and authority.Underneath the lab coat was a well-pressed shirt with a solid colour blue tucked into formal pants and a stethoscope hung over his neck.His appearance is stated and serves well as a symbol of his profession as a medical doctor.This man stepped out of his patient's room and as soon as he did, got crowded by those who brought the patient in along with a family member of the patient."Doctor! Doctor! How is he doing?!" the first shouted. Dr Clark Gaston held his shoulders high. He was aware of his status as the two-time winner of the spot of the "Doctor of the Year award" the hospital usually hosted.Doctor Clark Gaston attend the best university and gained the highest degrees and awards compared to others who worked in the hospital.Every wealthy person who steps into the hospital would only request for his services in particular and he would smirk when he saw