Charles Ban was moving into his newly rented home on a windy evening. He had stopped receiving his usual monthly allocation from his elder brother Mr. Ban because Mr. Ban had asked him to return to where he was coming from before he continued to pay him monthly. ''But the money is mine! As in, it is my entitlement from our parents, so how come you are holding it back?'' Charles Ban asked his elder brother, but Mr. Ban insisted on holding onto that money. ''Your money is safe. I opened another account which I pay the money into, but I put up a standing order that the money would not be touched until twenty-four months has passed. Hopefully, by that time you would have returned to your senses and must have left the country. I don't know why you insist on risking your life,'' Mr. Ban said. Charles Ban's eyes shone in disbelief. ''Two whole years, Damien?'' He asked Mr. Ban. ''Yes. If you accept to go back, I can stop paying into that account, and then continue the drops into your
When Barter returned to Snake Eye's franchise where he had left Mr. Ban to meet with Magnet, he didn't know what to tell Mr. Ban.How would he relate Laura to Alina, his sister? Barter had thought of blaming it on coincidence, but it was too far-fetched. But the closer he got to Mr. Ban, the more he knew that he had to come up with an explanation, something, anything. He had taken permission from Mr. Ban to check on something important that had to do with his sister, so, he definitely had to give Mr. Ban feedback.Mr. Ban was delighted when he saw Barter making his way back to him. He trusted his other bodyguards to an extent, but he only felt safe when Barter was with him. ''How did it go, old sport?'' Mr. Ban asked with a raised voice as he watched Barter walk up to him. Barter was about to open his mouth to say something to Mr. Ban when he noticed Bane.Barter frowned instantly.He frowned as if he had seen something that had a disgusting odor. He looked at Mr. Ban, asking Mr
Laura Ban was on her own now. A totally different person from Laura than anyone had ever known before. She hardly spoke to anyone. Actually, there was no one to speak to anyway, so she stayed by herself most of the time, her thoughts never leaving Greg Chase. The other day at the mall, she was very close to meeting Greg when the horrendous Mr. Ban and his escort stopped her. Laura damn nearly lost her mind. After months of wishing that she would see Greg again, the time her luck managed to shine brightly, Mr. Ban snatched it. Laura, haven accepted her fate as one that was faced with difficulty throughout what was supposed to be the best part of her life, living by herself in a cozy house. A studio apartment with heavy luxury in the interior housed Laura, and she loved it there. Hopefully, no one would ever recognize her there, as the area she chose to live in was secluded from the town. Of course, everyone loved to live inside the town, so that part of town was hardly occupied
"A tour? I'm not about that life, sorry. I am not interested in that," Laura said as she opened the door and stepped out of the car. Charles Ban took a step back to allow Laura some room. "Don't be so hard on a newbie. I don't know anyone around here, and I'm just trying to be friends and ground myself," Charles said. "Sounds like a personal problem. I don't see where I come in," Laura replied. She took another look at Charles Ban and frowned. Why did he look so much like Damien? Laura had tried to ignore it, but the resemblance was too striking for her to ignore. As she walked towards her flat, Charles followed her behind. "What the hell? Are you some sort of creep? If you continue to bother me, I'm going to call the police, so, I suggest you stay the hell away!" Laura said, stepped inside her house, and slammed the door in Charles' face. Charles was so close to the door that it nearly slammed on his face directly. He could feel the impact of the door as it slammed with a lo
Thankfully, the impact on Bane's head was not fatal. ''Are there any of those men outside?'' Bane asked Saint, flinching almost after every word. ''Take it easy, boss! You don't have to be concerned about anyone. It's just both of us here. I wasn't sure how you ended up like this, so I didn't let anyone know the hospital I was taking you to...'' Saint explained.''Good... call Black. Tell him to come and meet me here...'' Bane said to Saint.''Sure boss...'' Saint said, left the ward, and went to make a call to Don Black. After he made the call, Don Black arrived at the hospital in less than an hour. His eyes were shining in panic as he looked at Bane lying on the hospital bed with a drip flowing in his veins. ''What happened?'' Don Black asked, in shock.Bane shrugged. He raised his hands in front of him as if to say that he had no idea.Don Black stared at Bane, and then shifted his gaze to Saint.Saint shook his head. ''I don't get it...both of you don't know anything about i
Saint had his heart in his mouth as he drove to the former place he was at, Snake Eyes franchise. The closer he got, the edgier he felt.Bane had specifically told him to talk to Snake Eyes, and that was what he was going to do. That was what he had to do by all means, or else, he would get a forceful resignation request from Bane. He knew it. He had seen Bane do it to a lot of his other former colleagues. Saint finally arrived at Snake Eye's place and stepped out of the car with his heart thumping aggressively against his chest. For obvious reasons, all eyes were on him as he made his way inside the semi-burnt building to look for Snake Eyes.Even if Saint was scared to death, he wore a stern face that he hoped would make Snake Eyes observe caution as they conversed. After all, it was his boss that had been hospitalized just now. Mr. Ban was the first to spot Saint, and his attention naturally diverted to Saint, as he had been eager to know how Bane was faring at the hospital. '
Mr. Ban disappeared into thin air, Saint went back to the hospital to take Bane away since the treatment that he was undergoing was very light, and Don Black just stayed back at his office, watching the war go on.Snake Eyes was dead. ''Greg...'' Don Black said into the phone after he called Greg Chase.''I am on my way to your establishment. I don't fancy making phone calls at such a dire time...'' Greg Chase said to Don Black and hung up quickly. What he said made sense, so Don Black understood and was waiting for him. Soon, Greg arrived at Don Black's private office. ''I have cleared most of Snake Eye's men...'' Greg said to Don Black in a calm and undisturbed voice. Don Black nodded.''I know. I heard of it. Also, Snake Eyes is dead, are you aware?'' Don Black asked Greg.Greg nodded slowly.''But...that was not from me, right? Rumor has it that he had an alteration with Bane and...'' Greg was saying when Don Black cut him short.''Yes, rumor has it, but you have to accept th
Six hours later. The police were scampering all over the city as unidentified men swarmed into the city, causing everyone to hurry back home. It was 8 AM yet, the streets were desolated as if there was a zombie apocalypse. Two groups of these strange men flooded the streets of the city.One group was ninjas, dressed in black and looked very sharp and smart, while the other group was martial artists. The group of martial artists was dressed in plain shirts, tucked into smart pants that were a bit lose. Most of them had tattoos covered up until their faces. When the two groups came together, they looked very intimidating to the extent that everyone in the streets had to hide. Who were they?In a convoy, they headed to Greg Chase's house. Greg, Don Black, and Bane were in Greg's house waiting for these mercenaries to turn up and as soon as they did, the convoy advanced to Greg's establishment. An open warehouse that could contain and accommodate all of them including Greg Chase's o