After an hour of driving around Bayfield, they finally came to a stop at the front of the grand and luxurious Nort Hotel. Newton pulled up behind the van and immediately rushed out to the black van where he helped the little Amiyah and her elder sister out. They were worn out and tired after the ordeal they faced in the Bagwells, and it had been an incredibly stressful and exasperating day.Newton hurriedly led the way into the hotel lobby, with the doctor and his family, and the househelp following behind. As they entered, they were greeted by the familiar face of the receptionist, Olivia, who had previously been fired but was reinstated thanks to Newton's intervention.Filled with admiration and utmost respect for Newton, Olivia rushed out from behind the desk and lunged into him in a warm embrace, tears streaming down her eyes. "Thank you so much, Mr. Norton. Without you in my life, I don't know what would have become of me," she muttered tearfully.Newton gently raised her face wi
Newton arrived home that night, greeted by an atmosphere of panic and urgency. His men huddled together in a corner of the compound, engaged in a serious discussion. Curiosity piqued, Newton made his way toward them, eager to understand the cause of the commotion.Peering over their shoulders, Newton discovered Grinch at the center, passionately addressing the group. His words were inaudible at first, but as Newton leaned closer, he caught snippets of the conversation."I've been trying to reach the boss since we left Grove Street, but he hasn't answered or returned any of my calls," Grinch exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice. "None of the men around have any positive information about his whereabouts."A sudden realization hit Newton as he glanced at his phone, noticing the overwhelming number of missed calls. "56 missed calls," the notification flashed on his screen. He had been so consumed by the day's events that he hadn't noticed his phone ringing incessantly.Grinch pause
Newton's alarm jolted him from his sleep, groggily signaling the start of another day. He shuffled to the bathroom and took a bracing cold shower, the icy water helping to shake off the remnants of sleep. Dressed in his red top and black pants, the official uniform of Fat-n-Obis restaurant, Newton made his way downstairs to his private living room.Collapsing onto the sofa, he reached for the remote and switched on the TV, seeking a momentary distraction from the weight of the world. Rubbing his eyes, he glanced at his wristwatch, noting that it was already 8:30 am. Realizing the urgency of the day's tasks, he dialed Grinch's number"Grinch, please bring the bag along by 9 am. We have important work to complete at the restaurant today," Newton requestedOn the other end of the line, Grinch acknowledged the request. "You can count on me, Boss. I'll be there with the bag before 9 am"Satisfied with the response, Newton let the phone drop onto the sofa beside him. He let out a weary sig
As Newton raised his gaze, he found Mrs. Elizabeth's piercing eyes fixed on him. He made his way towards the group, where Mrs. Elizabeth stood, her presence commanding attention. With a graceful gesture, she extended her hand towards Newton."You are Newton, the diligent operator," Mrs. Elizabeth said, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and admiration. "I have had you on my mind. I find you to be an interesting person."Newton smiled humbly, his lips parting slightly but saying nothing in reply. Mrs. Elizabeth observed him closely, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "There it is," Mrs. Elizabeth exclaimed, playfully pointing at Newton's closed lips. "He doesn't say much. Just a few words and a charming smile."Zach, standing nearby, couldn't help but join in with a grin. "That's how he is, Boss. Even his friend, Darmian, is similar."Mrs. Elizabeth's makeup was pronounced, her lips adorned with a vibrant red hue, and her face covered with a layer of white powder and other cosmetics.
Once the truck had disappeared from sight, Newton and Grinch made their way back into the warehouse. Grinch maneuvered the forklift while Newton walked alongside him, their minds focused on the impending final instruction from Zach. The anticipation hung in the air, mingling with a sense of urgency."Now, we wait for Zach to give us the final instruction before making our move," Newton stated, his voice steady as they neared the designated spot. The drums had been dropped in front of the secret office, serving as a tangible reminder of the mysteries that lay behind its closed doors.Minutes ticked by, and yet there was no sign of Zach. Newton glanced at his watch, weighing the options before them. The minutes turned into a decision. "You know what, Grinch? If we had entered ten minutes ago, we'd have been out by now. Zach may not come," he suggested, his eyes fixed on the door, his mind racing with possibilities.As their conversation unfolded, Zach appeared at the far entrance of t
With determined strides, Newton hopped into the forklift, Grinch walking by his side, as they drove the vehicle out of the warehouse and parked it discreetly behind the building. They disembarked and silently made their way to the front of the restaurant, careful not to draw attention.As they reached their vantage point, they peered through the glass windows, their eyes scanning the surroundings. It didn't take long for their keen observation to bear fruit."Look," Grinch whispered, pointing discreetly. "There goes Zach, getting into the car with the manager. It seems they're heading in the same direction as Mrs. Elizabeth."Newton nodded, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. "Good. It means our diversion has worked. Now, while they're focused on Mrs. Elizabeth, we can continue our mission without interference."Grinch's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "This is our chance to dig deeper, to uncover the truth behind their clandestine activities. Let's make the most of it"New
As they stepped out of the warehouse, Newton and Grinch made their way towards the road, in the mood for some action. Newton turned to Grinch, curiosity filling his voice. "Do you have something else you would like to do now?"Grinch thought for a moment before responding. "Nothing, Boss. My duty is what I'm doing right now."Newton raised his gaze, focusing on the path ahead. "We could go check on that guy at the hospital. What was his name again?""Kriss," Grinch replied, recalling the name. "Yeah, Kriss. That was his name," Newton confirmed, nodding in agreement. "Or we could go see where those crates are headed," he suggested, hinting at a new lead.Grinch was taken aback by Newton's suggestion. "How do we know where they are headed? They left here almost an hour ago," Grinch questioned.Newton's grin widened as he revealed his secret. "I planted some chips on them. Willis's idea," he explained. Retrieving his phone, he opened an app that displayed a blip on the screen. "There they
Grinch's grin widened as he realized the man's identity. "That's Mr. Patrick Michael!" he exclaimed. "Remember when you mentioned that you could easily get him if they ever double-crossed us? Well, look who we have here," Grinch remarked, relishing the prospect of confronting their familiar foeNewton rubbed his palms together, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. "And there's another familiar face. That's Mr. Gary Black. He was one of the men I encountered at that VIP table during the wedding party," Newton revealed.With their handkerchiefs covering their faces, Newton and Grinch stealthily slipped into the compound through the low fence. They swiftly took cover behind the truck, ensuring they remained concealed from the men engaged in their secretive discussion. Grinch peered out, confirming the positions of their targets, while Newton maintained a steady aim, his guns trained on different individuals.Emerging from their hiding spot, Newton addressed the bewildered men with a touc