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Soon, they arrived and stopped a few metres near the abandoned warehouse. Stealthily, one of Boss Lady's men, codenamed Falcon, approached the perimeter of the abandoned warehouse. Dressed in a black tactical suit he wore a pair of dark sunglasses equipped with a hidden camera. He approached the warehouse, pretending to be on his phone. (Please note, the names aren't the names of Boss lady men, due to her being a tactical planner, anytime they are going for a mission, she randomly gives them new names for the mission alone.) "Falcon here, in position for recon," he spoke quietly into his wireless earpiece."Proceed with caution, Falcon. We need to know their numbers and positions," Boss Lady instructed.Nodding to himself, Falcon walked near the warehouse and activated the hidden camera in his sunglasses. He subtly pointed his head in different directions to capture various angles. "I count ten men, all armed. Three near the entrance, four gathered around a table, and three near a
Returning her attention to her team, she issued her next command. "These two are out of the game. Let's finish clearing the rest of this place."Boss Lady took her phone out after everything was successful and dialed a number. "Lord, mission accomplished. I've cleared their base at Camden Town," she reported."Good, Boss Lady, you're the best," William's voice came through, tinged with relief. "Thank you, Master. It's my team's and my pleasure." With that, she hung up.Turning to her team, she issued her next command. "Search this place. Take any valuables."Her team fanned out, scouring the dark corners and hidden compartments of the warehouse. They uncovered an arsenal of weapons, ranging from semi-automatic rifles to lasers and even some classified documents. Several crates of high-grade explosives were also found, along with a stash of hard cash and encrypted computers."Pack everything up. We're taking all of it," Boss Lady ordered.Once everything had been secured, Boss Lady t
The assistant paused, recalibrating his thoughts. "Since they've already visited the London Eye, we could shift our focus to their next big destination. They are likely to attend a high-profile event or a renowned attraction. Let's say, The British Museum? It's a public place with numerous exits and entrances, making it difficult for security to cover all angles."Madam Northington raised an eyebrow. "Go on.""We could plant a small device that emits a gas, harmless to the general public but specifically formulated to incapacitate Ethan and Sophia based on what we know of their medical histories. We deploy the gas in a secluded exhibit where they'll be isolated.""And their security?""We'll cause a diversion at the opposite end of the museum, luring their security detail away. At the same time, we'll have a lookalike of a known associate approach them, adding another layer of misdirection.""We'll cause a diversion at the opposite end of the museum, luring their security detail away.
"Hey, what's going on here?" the guard inquired as he reached Ethan and Sophia's table.The aggressive man glanced at him but offered only a frigid stare before diverting his gaze."Isn't it this crazy guy causing trouble just because my girlfriend spoke against smoking?" Ethan explained."How dare you call me crazy?" The man was irate and lunged for Ethan. Quick on his feet, Ethan stepped back, caught the man's wrist, and pulled him forward. With a swift, powerful blow, he punched the man in the mouth. That wasn't enough, Ethan raised his leg and kicked the man, sending him stumbling into a table behind him."Nonsense," He spat. Even the guard was taken aback by the ferocity, although clearly pleased. Sophia, equally shocked, stared at Ethan in disbelief.The fallen man's mouth was a bloody mess. Rising unsteadily, he snarled, "Call me a bastard if I don't kill you.""Ethan, let's go. He's crazy," Sophia said. Shaking his head, Ethan replied, "What's the point if I can't stand as a
"You want my life?" Dera frowned. "Are you guys out of your senses? Do you want me to call the police?" She yelled. "Hey, you tried to go against our master when he warned you, it's in your destiny to meet your end, but lucky for you we've been asked to just injure you and leave you." The man replied. Dera gulped, her fear becoming more intense. She quickly took her phone out, about to dial the emergency number, but one of the men snatched it and threw it on the floor. "How dare you use your phone in front of us?" He yelled at her. "Do you wish for death?" The man asked coldly"Hey, do you know who I am? I'm Es…"Before she could finish her words, the man cut her off, "Yes you're Esquire Dera Brown, so what?" He askedDera frowned and angrily said, "Knowing me well, you're here to harm me? When I book a case, I'll make sure you all spend at least five years in jail."One of the men sneered, "Do you think jail terms work for our master?""Who's your master?" Dera retorted, eyebrows
"What?" The thug's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked up at the masked man, attempting yet another shove. Nothing. The masked man remained as still as a boulder. "Hey, what's happening? Why is it so difficult to push you this time?" he stuttered. In a swift, almost blurring motion, the masked man swung his nunchucks, striking the thug squarely on the head. "Bang!""Ahhh!"A scream erupted from the thug as he collapsed to his knees, clutching his now bloodied head in agony."Didn't you come here to break my head? Have a taste of it now," the masked man quipped, mercilessly whipping the nunchucks at the man's head once again.Woww!" Damn!"A collective gasp filled the air. Those standing behind, including Dera, watched in awe-struck terror. "How dare you? Who do you think you are? Some sort of hero?" snarled the leader of the thugs, his eyes narrowing as he glared at the masked man."I'm not a hero," the masked man retorted, swinging his nunchucks back into a ready position. "But
"No, officers, just take these men in. I won't be accompanying you to the station," Dera asserted. The officers looked puzzled. "Ma'am, we need your statement and identification for evidence," one of them insisted."Do you not see the metallic sticks on the ground? Do you really think I fought them off?" Dera retorted angrily. The officers looked at the metallic sticks before turning back to her. "Ma'am, procedure dictates that you should—"Dera interrupted him, her eyes narrowing. "Procedure, you say? According to Article 46, subsection D, in cases involving violence against women, a female officer should be present during questioning. Do I see a female officer here? No."The officers exchanged uneasy glances, clearly unnerved by Dera's commanding display of legal knowledge."Furthermore," she continued, "Article 22 stipulates that a victim can file a statement at a later time if immediate filing puts undue stress or danger on the victim. I would say tonight qualifies, wouldn't yo
Ethan looked deeply into Sophia's eyes, the pulsating lights of the nightclub creating a halo around her. "You know, I can't help but feel really fortunate," he began, "seeing how close we've grown."Sophia met his gaze, her eyes softening. She didn't say anything. Taking her quietude as an invitation, Ethan reached across the table and took her hand. "I mean it, Sophia. Being with you, it's like finding pieces of myself I didn't know were missing. Ever since Lily and I got divorced, I've had two happy moments, finding my dad and knowing you. You're so fucking great. I feel like a king around you." He saidHer eyes sparkled, finally breaking her silence, "Ethan, that's...that's one of the most beautiful things anyone has said to me today. "Feeling emboldened, Ethan leaned in closer, his face inches from hers, "May I?" he asked. Sophia's eyes were like an open book, and he read his