Everyone was surprised by Ewald's unusual behavior. The old man looked so angry. Disagreeing with Jacob's plan who was willing to sacrifice himself to exchange the hostages even though he knew it was a trap."If you dare to go there, I won't hesitate to lock you up! I'd rather report this case to the police even if some of them are corrupt cops! As long as it can save your life, I'll take that futile thing!" Ewald replied shouting with bulging eyes.Everyone was silent with tense faces. Ewald caught his breath and turned around. He faced the window as if trying to calm down. Jacob came up to Ewald and put two hands on the old man's shoulders. Ewald let out a long breath with his head up and eyes closed."I know that you are very worried and afraid of losing me, Ewald. But believe me. I also don't want to die in vain just for saving someone else's life. I will think of a way," Jacob said softly.However, Ewald shook his head with a downcast face. This time, he did not answer Jacob's wo
Jacob was stunned because suddenly an unknown figure appeared who praised him. The man walked casually over. The two men that Jacob managed to knock out, floundered and groaned in pain. Jacob left the two men and walked up to a man who had a thin mustache with a stern face. The man extended his hand to shake. Jacob's brow furrowed as he felt strange about the man's attitude, but he welcomed the handshake. “You've been waiting. Come on,” invited the man who had comma-style hair like Wyatt's, but brown. He released the handshake and then turned his body around. “Who are you?” Jacob asked, causing the man to pause. “Still don't know? Hem, you're not as smart as I thought,” he replied with a smile and then walked back to Jacob. Jacob looked at the unknown figure intently. He suspected that the man was one of the Collan family members, besides Rom and Samantha. He followed the man to a whitewashed house. Jacob looked around, but there were no armed guards, as informed by Shanum. As
Diablo Torres was stunned when he saw a familiar figure stumbling towards him. The man was instantly nervous. He turned his head to the right and left as if to confirm something. Suddenly, he took off running, like he was running away from something. “Diablo! Stop!” the woman shouted, causing the Torres' son to stop in his tracks and spontaneously drop his gun. The man was breathing heavily with his eyes downcast. One and his team members, who were still at the scene, chose to stay silent and not intervene. “Aren't you tired of avoiding me? Tell me why! I'm such a fool for not knowing what you're up to!” Callie shouted with a pale face. The woman had insisted on taking part in Jacob's mission after getting word from Shanum that Diablo Torres was involved. “Answer my question, Diablo!” shouted an angry Callie, who was now standing behind the heiress of the Torres company. “I don't have any reason to answer your question, Callie,” Diablo replied reluctantly. Callie let out a rough b
Callie closed her eyes. Ready to welcome the death that would take her life. Meanwhile, One and his team glanced at each other as if signaling a code to do something. Sure enough, as Diablo began to squeeze the trigger to shoot Callie, suddenly, CLEK! “Oh!” shocked Diablo when he realized that the gun he was holding was unloaded. Instantly, DOR! “Argh!” Callie's eyes snapped open as she heard a scream accompanied by gunfire. One picked up the gun that Diablo had dropped earlier and used it to shoot the Torres' son in the leg. Callie's body was quickly caught by Carter and pulled away from Diablo. Callie looked at Diablo with tears in her eyes. She did not expect that Diablo would be desperate to kill her for ambition. Cedric—Callie's brother—stares at Diablo's figure with sharp eyes from the helicopter door. It was clear that the man hated him. Callie was carried by Carter and Myron to be moved away from the scene of the massacre. One, who was battered, tried to handcuff Diablo as
“Zack?” called Ten with a furrowed brow and held fire. “This envelope must be handed over to Mr. Wyatt immediately! Otherwise, the terror will repeat itself like it did a few years ago!” Zack shouted, startling Ten. Nine, who was the sniper on the high ground, looked around. However, he noticed something odd as a group of people came out from near the lake and left on a motorboat just as the sun was beginning to show its rays. Dawn had broken, and the dimly lit area would shine brightly in 10 minutes. “Ten, I saw movement near the lake. There was a group of men dressed in black crossing the lake using a motorboat. Other than that, there's something strange. Where are Cade and the others? Why did only Zack shows up? Where are Jessica's parents?” asked Nine over the radio link after he confirmed his vision through the binoculars. “Zack! Where are the others?” asked Ten with a long-barreled rifle, aiming at Zack's figure, since his friend had come out alone and looking disheveled. “
At the place where Amara and Reno were held hostage.Amara was terrified because she was suddenly kidnapped. The beautiful woman and her bodyguard were tied up and sat on an iron chair. They were guarded by four men armed with pistols in a dimly lit room. Reno had to endure the pain in his hand from being stabbed by a knife while trying to call for help over the phone. A man was seen smoking a cigar, which made the thick smoke envelop the room. Amara was coughing because she had asthma.“Stop it! You're going to get Miss Amara killed!” screeched Reno warnings.“Good. That way, her death won't put us in the corner. That said, she died of illness,” replied a man who was none other than Yorke Jackson. Jackson smiled slyly.Reno was breathing hard. He looked at Amara who was turning pale and there was a low whistle-like sound from her breathing. Reno knew that the woman he had to protect was dying.“What do you want? I'll do it, but set Miss Amara free!” Reno asked in negotiation.“Hem. Yo
Amara and Reno's eyes widened instantly. There was a clear look of fear on both of their faces. The four people guarding the place immediately formed a circle around them. Amara cried, unprepared for her death. She closed her eyes tightly and hoped that the sharp bullets from the guns would not hurt her body. Reno, meanwhile, stared at the four black-clad men intently with bated breath. He continued to moan as he tried to untie his wrists and legs so he could save Amara. As Jackson stepped out of the door, accompanied by one of the Pale members, suddenly .... “Smoke! Smoke!” someone shouted from outside the door. Reno immediately turned his head and saw a puff of white smoke beside the room where he was kept. “We're under attack! Secure Mr. Jackson!” shouted the man accompanying Jackson while covering his nose. Jackson looked panicked as he waved his hands so that the thick smoke that enveloped the room could be penetrated. He then covered his nose with hand. However, just as he
Where Andrew and Marcel are. Vertiland. “Sir! They're coming!” shouted one of the guards at Moreno Sanchez's residence. The man Jacob suspected of being involved in the disappearance of the family's assets now had to take the fall for participating in the kidnapping of people in the Rodriguez household. Previously, Lorena had been kidnapped by him and held hostage in the house. Now, it happened again, but the victims were Andrew and Marcel. “There must have been tracers on those two's bodies for our location to be known, Sir,” said the man with the thin mustache. The face of the fat man with a beard was red with anger. His hands were clenched into fists and his breathing was ragged. The sound of gunfire and explosions could be heard all around his house. “Get rid of those two!” he ordered firmly, pointing at the two people he had taken hostage.Sanchez's men swiftly moved Andrew and Marcel out of the house. Alexa, Luke, Seven, Eight and Simon, were assigned to carry out rescue ac