He had fallen into the hands of some people he should never have gotten involved with. There was no way that they would be snapping fingers together like that without them having an ulterior motive. His hands were shaking as his senses were alert with fear and an expectation of danger.The air was a tense stillness and there was a suffocating silence that spoke volumes and made Laimer’s expression a terrorized dread. Before Laimer could turn his gaze, he discovered that a gun was pointed just towards his belly. He was shell-shocked with terror as he felt the black metal just above his abdomen.He noticed that the gun was pointed straight to his abdomen area by the same man who announced that there was a chess competition.Dwight pointed the gun to Laimer in a way that was going to scare the hell out of him but he made sure that his posture wasn’t completely focused on the attack he was trying to do. His hands were a stealthy gesture and a discreet movement as he pointed the gun with
Laimer’s gaze darted back and forth in fear as he asked the questions. Susan was pretty much the most important person in his life. Laimer may have been careless about his wife Susanna because even though he loved her at the time he married her, he realized that he loved her only because of her beauty.Susanna developed a terrible sickness a few years after giving birth to Susan and even though Susanna recovered from the sickness, she became pale compared to the way she was previously. Her face had black spots on them and Laimer felt that she was no longer the lady that she married who had all the endowments that his youthful desires craved for.Laimer began to act irresponsibly and he started cheating and sleeping with other women, coming home late at night, and giving Susanna all sorts of lame excuses.But despite all of his even all of his shortcomings with Susanna, he never let his love for his daughter grow cold even by half a degree.He always cherished her, bought gifts for he
“Well, of course, we know you don’t want anything to happen to your daughter, haha,” Uqaman spoke. “I have a 14-year-old son myself and I would tear anyone apart who even comes close to shaving a strand of hair off his head.”“We will get to that. We will tell you everything we want. You just have to be patient while we take you through some steps. Don’t be in a rush.” Zonam added, his face contorted with a mischievous smile.Dwight then brought out another photograph and handed it over to Laimer discreetly. Laimer was thrown into a panic of terror as the air pierced with the echo of destruction. What other photographs did they have? What else did they want to show him?Laimer’s mind was running wild with thoughts as he unfolded the envelope to find out what was inside of it.This time it wasn’t just one photograph but different photographs. His face was a probing glance as he accessed the photographs one by one and he couldn’t believe what he was seeing again.They were all pictures
Dwight took another glance at Laimer’s friends “You are lucky that they are still there waiting for you. Aww, you have really good friends.” He mocked. “Imagine having to wait on a man like you who doesn't have a single reputation. Well, as they always say - birds of the same feathers would usually flock together.”“As I was saying, stay with them after giving them the envelope and make sure they go through everything it contains. When you are sure that they have gone through everything, tell them that they risk great danger to the people that appeared in the photographs if they didn’t appear in front of the black truck just opposite the restaurant.”Laimer knew at once that it was the same tactics that were used on him that the dark agents were going to use on his friends. They were going to scare them to their bones until they did exactly what they wanted them to do and as far as things had gone so far, Laimer knew that it was going to work.“Oh, I am sure that I don’t have to tell
He was already frustrated that Laimer was in trouble and now Robert was going to suit in such a lame way. What ammunition did he have on him to think that he could challenge such stern-looking people? He just wanted to take a risk that would intimately put them in trouble, Droppel thought.Robert moved his feet in preparation to walk over but before he could stand up, he noticed something.Laimer was walking over to them slowly, his footsteps were a cautious dread as his eyes were caught up in a tense fear.“He’s coming!” Droppel alerted, using his hand to block Robert from making the move. “He is coming over here, relax. There is no need to go there. It seems they have released him.”Laimer’s mind was a pressure cooker of fearful thoughts. He wondered how people had suddenly forgotten that he was supposed to play a chess competition. He thought that the attention of everyone in the restaurant was going to be heightened and that they were eager to know who the winner was going to be
Droppel’s breath was hitched with a horrified gasp of terror and his legs trembled with a shake of fear. It was like he was watching the most dreadful horror movie anyone could ever watch but the difference was that it was his own life playing in that horror movie.Droppel felt like his eyes were burning with sulfur as he looked at those pictures. They were very embarrassing pictures of moments with his wife and side chick. He wasn’t even aware of some of the moments that were captured in the photograph like that of his wife sleeping with another man. Water fell from his eyes without him being able to control it as his feet suddenly felt heavy.His face was a reddened flush and his posture was a drooping shame as heavy embarrassment weighed in on him. Some of the photographs that he looked at were things that he may probably never know about for the next 15 years. How could someone else know so many secrets about what was happening in his life that he didn’t know about?Robert, who w
They didn’t even have to say any word further before Laimer rushed towards the car handle and flung the door wide open. It was as if the agent’s presence brought about the needed spark in their brain that they were waiting for.Laimer and his friends hurried their way into the vehicle and to their surprise, they met two men in suits with dark glasses seated in the front row - one in the driver’s seat and the other in the left side of the driver’s seat. They looked so tall and imposing even though they weren’t standing to show their full physical structure.The men in suit didn’t speak a word but their faces were commanding enough to put fear in their minds.Zonam soon forced open the truck door where Laimer and his friends had entered and sat by their side closest to the window as the fought person.His lips curled in a mocking smirk of condescension as his brows arched in a lift of contempt. “Oh, I see you are all so seated and comfortable here now. I love that.”He nodded his head i
The whole vehicle went silent at the warning of the big man in a suit. His face was stern and imposing that they wouldn’t dare try to explore what he could do if they were rebellious - at least not with cuffs in their hands.Dwight, Zonam, and Uqaman reached the gate of the warehouse. It was a towering sentinel and a solid barricade that provided cover to the warehouse.They identified themselves as government regulators and got past the gate and into the office of the front desk clerk.“As we have said, we are government regulators and we want to inspect your inventory in line with the requirements provided by the law,” Dwight spoke, his voice clipped with measured tones of stern authority that carried weight.The three agents had files in their hands and their helmet was well placed on their heads as they made sure that they let out no clues into who they truly were. They knew that government agencies who were to inspect warehouses and inventories could always dress the same way th