Newton entered the Mozart Mall, the epitome of opulence and luxury. As he strolled through the pristine aisles, he couldn't help but notice the glances and judgmental looks directed his way. He was dressed in a simple white top and black pants, a far cry from the extravagant attire worn by most of the shoppers in the mall.Undeterred by the judgment, Newton made his way to the upscale grocery section. He had a specific mission in mind - to get the groceries for Dr. Sergey, the man he was protecting from people who wanted to take his life.Newton carefully selected the items on his grocery list, ensuring that he picked the freshest produce and the highest quality products. As he approached the cashier, he noticed a flicker of surprise in her eyes as she glanced at his modest attire.Newton handed his metal card to the cashier to make the payment. She hesitated for a moment before taking the card, her demeanor shifting as she realized her prejudice.She realized that the owner of the met
The Doctor stood and put his hands on his head. "I just want to leave this place!" He shouted, tears falling from his eyes. "If I stay here one more day, I swear I will go mad!"Newton sighed. It seemed he was more interested in the Doc's safety than the Doc was.Newton stood up and put a hand on the doctor's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Dr. Sergey." He spoke calmly. "Your family has no say in this matter, they don't realize the danger you would put them in by visiting them. But on behalf of these innocent little girls, I beg you to stay just one more week, and I promise to take you and your family somewhere safe.""No! Dr. Sergey shouted, his mind going crazy with emotion. "I won't stay here another day. Just keep me in jail, turn me over to the police. At least I'll have more freedom than this little room you're keeping me in!"Newton sighed. "I may have to keep you here without your consent. I owe it to those innocent children you put in danger by listening to those devils."The doctor gra
"What do I do with Mr. Patrick, Boss?" Newton's voice rang out with a tinge of concern as he held his phone to his ear. On the other end of the line, Mr. Gregory's voice came through with a mixture of urgency and confusion.Newton stood in his private study, surrounded by shelves filled with books on various subjects. His gaze drifted to the window, the view of the sprawling cityscape serving as a backdrop to his conversation.Mr. Gregory, one of his mob leaders, was the person Newton put in charge of keeping Mr. Patrick, an arms dealer, safe. Newton relied on his sound but no-nonsense judgment to handle the man, but it seemed an unexpected situation had arisen.Newton cleared his throat before responding, his voice calm and composed. "Tell me, Mr. Gregory, what's the issue with Mr. Patrick?"There was a brief pause before Mr. Gregory continued, his voice laced with frustration. "Well, Boss, it appears that what he said about his people coming to rescue him was true. I received a threa
After a brief pause, Newton replied, "Call them, tell them we'll bring Mr. Patrick to the Lakeview office within the hour. Tell them we're going to turn him over to them, but they're going to do a little job for us. Mr. Gregory immediately got on the phone and told the Beanies their conditions for releasing Mr. Patrick. "They want to know what the job is, boss," Mr. Gregory whispered to Newton with the phone to his ear. "It's something they can handle. They'll know when we get there," Newton replied.Mr. Gregory relayed Newton's message to the Beanies over the phone. With all terms agreed upon, Mr. Gregory left to bring the change of clothes for Mr. Patrick. Mr. Gregory handed Mr. Patrick a set of fresh clothes. "Here, quickly change into those clothes, we haven't got all day."As Mr. Patrick quickly changed into the new clothes, Newton instructed Grinch. "Grinch, help Mr. Patrick to the car. Let's make sure he's comfortable."Grinch nodded and gently assisted Mr. Patrick, supporti
As they continued their journey, Newton leaned forward in his seat, fixing his gaze on Grinch. "Grinch, I want you to arrange a meeting with our mob leaders. We need to gather them together in four days."Grinch nodded, acknowledging the importance of the task. "Understood, boss. I'll make the necessary arrangements. Any specific location you have in mind?"Newton pondered for a moment, his eyes scanning the passing scenery. "Same location as the previous ones"Grinch nodded again, jotting down the details on a small notepad. "Consider it done, boss. I'll inform them about the meeting and ensure everything is set."Newton glanced at Grinch with a serious expression. "It's been too long, I need to know what everyone has been up to, during the past two weeks. Make sure to tell them to report something noteworthy. This is the first meeting under the new identity."Grinch's gaze met Newton's. "I understand, boss. I'm sure they have been up to something, and will have good reports to give."
Newton had settled into his study room on Sunday afternoon when a thought suddenly crossed his mind.He remembered he had made a promise to Kira that they would spend time together on the top floor. Newton closed his books and made his way up the grand staircase, anticipating the unique training session that awaited him.As he reached the top floor, he found Kira waiting patiently at the far end of the room. Dressed in her usual tank top and black leggings, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and a mischievous smile played on her lips. She drew two swords from the scabbards hung on the wall and moved toward Newton.As Kira approached, Newton noticed that Kira was smiling broadly and not wearing her usually serious face. He wondered what had caused the change in her demeanor. With an expansive smile, Newton extended his hand to retrieve a sword offered by Kira. However, Kira, misunderstanding his gesture, opened her arms and enveloped Newton in a tender embrace.Newton found himself in
Kira effortlessly evaded and parried several of Newton's attacks. Some of them she didn't even bother to dodge because his wild swings caused them to miss their mark. Suddenly, displaying remarkable agility, she swiftly swept Newton off his feet, causing him to fall onto his back, landing on the ground.As Newton glanced upward, he found Kira standing over him, wearing a wide grin on her face. Overwhelmed by anger triggered by her mischievous expression, he clenched his teeth tightly and promptly rose to his feet, determined to retaliate. However, before he could regain his composure, Kira swiftly swept him back down to the ground.Kira positioned herself and observed as Newton rose to his feet, catching him off guard when she unexpectedly dropped her sword. Signaling him with a gesture, she challenged, "Come at me."Newton found himself in a dilemma, unsure of the best course of action. Should he follow suit and discard his own weapon, engaging in a bare-fisted fight, or accept the c
As the class drew to a close, it transitioned into a session dedicated to revising the topics covered since the beginning of the semester. Newton occupied his regular seat in the middle row, situated at the last column to the left. Alongside him were his classmates Robert and Allison.Although the formal instruction had ended, many students remained in the classroom, engaging in collaborative learning and organizing study groups. Some were engrossed in reading materials, others sought out additional study resources, and a few engaged in friendly conversations. Among the lively discussions, Tonya and Emily could be seen chatting loudlyAfter a lengthy period of aimless and unproductive conversations, Tonya and Emily decided to disrupt Allison's study session with Newton. With malicious intent, they approached the desk where Newton, Allison, and Robert were engaged in learning.Tonya let out a snort, her disdain evident. "What could this 'broke boy' possibly teach you, Allison, that you