The woman scratched her hair again in embarrassment not wanting to reveal the obvious - that she had been cheating on Gregory and was just about to welcome the man she was sleeping with.“Errm, erm, Gregory is not here. He is most likely not coming home tonight as usual,” The woman responded, her lips quivering.It soon dawned on Alan that the reason for her embarrassment was because she was cheating on Gregory.Alan shrugged off the awkward feeling. He wasn't there to interrogate his wife for cheating. What he came for was to protect Gregory. If only the woman knew that her husband was in great danger, he thought.“So, do you have any idea where your husband is?” Alan asked, his eyes wide open in anticipation.“He is always at the clubhouse especially when he is not having a good time at work so I guess that is where he would be. It's not my fault that I decide to make my own decisions too and pick a man for myself,” the woman spoke, her voice laced with an eagerness to defend hersel
He went about searching for Gregory. If he could scream his name, he would have but it wouldn't solve anything. The loud music was always going to overshadow his voice.Alan was getting tired of being on the constant move and looking for any sign of Gregory or the assassin. He was beginning to think that perhaps the idea of giving up wasn't so bad. Perhaps all he had to do was to divert his attention to the address of another one of the miners.But just as Alan was about to head for the exit, his eyes caught up with Gregory.Gregory had wine in his hands, his lips swirling with vain enjoyment as he was dancing with a young girl. Alan noticed that the young girl was the same girl who blocked him a few moments ago and asked him to dance with her. What a surprise?! Alan exclaimed in his mind.Alan quickly rushed over to Gregory and tapped him on the shoulder.“Hey, Gregory. Come on, I need to talk to you now,” Alan spoke hastily ignoring the lady that he was dancing with.Gregory’s sens
The clubhouse erupted into a frenzied stampede of terror that clung to the breath of everyone present.Alan, while keeping his head down darted around in tension to locate where the gunshot was coming from.“Just keep your head low okay?” Alan encouraged as they navigated their way out of the clubhouse together. “That must be Grady. He came for you like I told you the other time.”While engulfed in the tension and with his eyebrows creased with terror, Gregory spoke, his words tumbling over each other in haste. “But why is he after all of us? To be honest, I heard about the assassination of the other guys but the depression just made me while away time here. I thought that if I spent enough time here, he couldn't come looking for me here.”Alan hurried past the other occupants who were screaming in terror and also trying to find their way out of the hall. He was a protective shadow on Gregory as he shielded him from being seen.Before Alan could know what was going on, he felt a breez
Alan heard the voices behind him but he had escaped their grip already. He knew that Grady wouldn't have gone far and if he had gone a little feet ahead, it was still within his ability to find him.Alan kept running ahead and searching with his eyes like a hawk as he scanned his surroundings. He could sense that Grady was still within his grasp.Alan’s eyes were a sharp and relentless scan of the area as his posture was as vigilant as ever and ready to spring to action at the slightest hint of Grady’s presence. Gregory was the fifth miner who had suffered as a result of Grady’s wickedness. Alan vowed in his mind that he wasn't going to rest until he put him to justice and he suffered greatly for the crimes he had committed and the sufferings that he made him go through.Suddenly Alan’s gaze locked into his target as he saw Grady hustling his way amidst a crowd of bodies. He had removed his mask and was putting on his hoodie while walking gently amidst the other passersby. Alan’s se
Grady released his hands to deliver a counter-punch but got stuck midway as Alan was coming with a lot of aggressiveness.Grady was still shocked at the way that Alan got into the vehicle so it took him time for his brain to reset into reality.Boom!Alan struck a second punch to the other side of Grady’s jaw again. “You fvcking murderer. You killed my miners all because you wanted to take the gold for yourself. How stupid of you! I always knew that it was going to be you just because of how retarded you agree.”Boom! Wham! Thud!Alan hit Grady with three more punches - two to his jaw and one to his belly.Grady’s jaw snapped shut with a sickening and defending crack. He had suffered about three or four punches to his face and the force of the pinch reverberated through his body.But Grady’s body was like steel - very strong and hard. His head rocked back in a sudden snap due to the impact of the punches but blood didn't come out of his nose or mouth even a little.He remained resolut
Damn it! The driver in the front seat was the one in the most tension. Never in his life did he imagine that he was going to be faced with such a situation just because he was a cab driver.He was literally fighting for his life as the bullets were whizzing past him onto the glass window of the front area. At that point, he was caught between two minds of whether he should continue driving or he should just halt the car and run away. The situation was already getting so intense that it looked like it was better for him to save his life even if it would be at the expense of his cab which he bought for an expensive amount.The driver’s heartbeat thundered in his ears like a drumbeat of doom as he braced himself for the unpredictable outcome even though he was only struggling.His vision was a narrow and singular focus as he tried to navigate the vehicle properly but was losing control of the vehicle.He screamed at the top of his voice. “You guys should please stop this nonsense! I am
Alan’s heartbeat was getting faster as the weight of expectation was heavy on him.Della finally responded. “He is dead, Alan. He was eventually killed by Grady. We actually have only two families left to protect.”“Damnit!” Alan expressed his frustration as he took in the news.“We have to be quick right now. And now we can share the location. One of us would surely get him since we know where he is going now,” Della spoke.“Oh, yes,” Alan jolted from his frustration momentarily. “Yeah, would surely get him now. I just have one request. If you are the one who finds him first and it is possible, don’t kill him until I get there. You can injure him but don’t take his life yet. I want to be there when he dies. I want to put the bullet in his head myself.Della scoffed, her voice showing understanding. “Sure, I will try to give you that opportunity.”Alan shared the address of Grady’s next victim with Della while he went to the home of the other miner. Both Alan and Della knew that they
Sharapova turned towards Chester even though her whole body was boiling with impatience.“Alright, we can’t leave now because of the information I just received not long ago. It's too dangerous out there. We have been advised to stay here until help comes.”Sharapova rolled her eyes. “Help? What kind of help? Was it the police who called you because I am very sure that you didn't call the police? So who are you talking about.”Chester’s words hung in his lungs as he just stared blankly at his wife.Sharapova flared her nostrils in irritation. “Oh, oh, oh. Let me guess, it is your boss Alan Greyson, isn’t it?”Chester’s eyes were silent but his expression was enough to communicate the affirmation.Sharapova burst into much more anger. “Is it the same Alan that is the reason for the situation we find ourselves in that you are now risking my life for? Not just my life but that of our kid”“Come on, babe, what are you talking about?”Sharapova’s anger was a burning dose of tension. “Don’t