*************Two days later,It was a bright morning in Magnitoz City,Hudson was sitting behind his counter with his hands clasped in front of the table as he looked outside his shop. Since the last time he sold those guns to those guards, nobody has come by looking to buy a gun. Hudson didn’t advertise the guns in the city as he didn’t want to draw too much attention to them, but he had faith the guns would market themselves, starting with the guards.Suddenly three men entered the shop; they were all wearing dark green outfits that looked like those of soldiers back in the modern world. They arrived in front of Hudson’s counter."A guard told us that we could find guns here and that you were the one that sold them; do you have them?" One of the men asked raising an eyebrow."Of course, you all came to the right place," Hudson responded with a smile as he drew out the bag containing guns from under his table. He dropped the bag on the table in front of him."How many guns would you
"It looks to me like you didn’t think that far yet. Honey, you are selling guns in a world where you barely understand the laws and rules; there is going to be a downside to all that; you can’t be that nave; you should have thought that far," Tricia said calmly as she placed one hand on Hudson’s shoulder."You are right; I didn’t think that far, and thanks for bringing it to my attention; that’s why I love you, Mom," he replied as he turned to look at her."You are welcome. I know I can’t tell you to stop the gun business, but the least I could do is tell you about the dangers and how to be cautious," she said as she stood up from the bed."I will be heading down to the restaurant," she added."OK Mom, take care; thanks for stopping by," he replied with a smirk. After that, Tricia went out of the room.Hudson picked up his phone and brought out Scott’s number. As he was about to dial the number, he took a deep breath and paused for a second. I can’t believe I didn’t think of the dange
Hudson doesn’t drink alcohol, but he couldn’t reject Scott’s offer as it was the first time that he was offering him something, and he sure doesn’t want to be on Scott’s bad side."Of course, let’s do it," Hudson responded. Scott gave hand signals to one of his men who was behind Hudson. After that, the guy went out of the office and came back with a bottle of whiskey and two white shot glasses on a tray. He dropped the tray on the center table in front of Scott."Thanks," Scott said with a smile as he carried the whiskey and poured the drink for himself and also for Hudson. He handed the glass over to Hudson."Let’s toast to a good business deal," Scott said as he raised his glass, which was half filled with whisky, towards Hudson."Yeah, to a good business deal," Hudson replied as they both clanged their glasses together.After that, they both drank their shots at once. Everything went according to plan; the GPS device is now in his system, and there is no way he would be able to ge
*********Meanwhile, inside the warehouse where Scott runs his gun-dealing operations. He was sitting behind his desk in the large room, while Vitalik was sitting in one of the seats in front of the table."Are you telling me that Hudson hasn’t left the location yet?" Scott asked, raising an eyebrow. Vitalik just reported to him that Hudson hasn’t left the apartment building yet, as the red dot is still in one place."Yes, boss, I made sure to check on it every ten minutes, but it’s still the same thing," Vitalik answered."What could he possibly be using those guns for that he doesn’t even leave his apartment? And does he not go out to get anything? What type of mysterious kid is this?" Scott asked rhetorical questions, staring at Vitalik."I have no idea, but I will keep watching the GPS," Vitalik answered."Yeah, make sure you keep an eye on the GPS; we need to know when he leaves the house and find out what he is up to," Scott stated.**********Two days later, Hudson’s time in th
***************Later in the evening,Scott was sitting behind his desk inside the large office, while Vitalik was sitting in one of the seats in front of the desk."What do you think about the whole situation, boss?" Vitalik asked, staring at Scott. He was hoping that Scott would tell him about his outlook on Hudson’s sudden disappearance.Scott folded his hands together as he placed his elbows on the table and leaned forward."To be honest, I don’t know what to think, but all I know is that something like this has never happened before; GPS cannot suddenly disappear out of the face of the earth, and I am one hundred percent sure that Hudson did not discover the GPS; this has to be something else," Scott answered, staring into Vitalik’s eyes. Scott wanted to believe that Hudson vanished into thin air, but he knew that couldn’t be possible, as no one could vanish out of the face of the earth like that."So, what do we do from here? Should we just let him be?" Vitalik asked with his ey
***********Meanwhile, in the modern world,Vitalik was inside his Range Rover outside Hudson’s apartment building. He was staring at the iPad in his hand, hoping that the GPS signal would appear on it.I don’t think the signal would ever come back; it has been more than two days already. I think the boss is just being wishful to think that the signal would appear. I don’t like spending the night in this car and not going home to my family, Vitalik thought.At the end of each day, he always calls Scott and gives him feedback on what is going on so far. He picked up his cellphone and dialed Scott’s number, and after a few rings, Scott answered the call."Tell me, what do you have for me?" Scott asked curiously."Nothing yet, boss; the GPS signal has not yet shown up on the map," Vitalik answered."Fuck, why is it taking so long!" Scott screamed."I don’t know, boss, but I think we need to let it go; it has been days and still nothing. What if he knows that we are after him and he fled?
"What are you guys doing here?" He asked raising an eyebrow."We came here to see you; we want to have a chat with you," Scott answered calmly. He was wearing a black suit and a black hat."A chat? How did you even know my house address? I thought we only did business? What are you doing at my house?" Hudson bombarded Scott with questions. He never imagined that Scott would be the one he would see in front of the door."Just come with us; you will have the answers to all those questions," Scott answered.With the way they were all standing and how sketchy they dressed, Hudson could sense that something was off about the visit; he could feel that he was in some form of danger."And what if I don’t want to come with you guys?" Hudson asked. He didn’t feel like going with them because, as far as he knows, Scott was his gun plug, and they have no other business or anything to discuss apart from the gun sales and exchange."You will have to come, or you will not like what will happen next,
"What did you say?" Scott asked in a rumbling tone."I say do what you please," Hudson answered boldly.Looks like he is ready to die and doesn’t want to talk. I am not going to kill him yet; he is going to tell me the truth, and I am going to let him beg for mercy until he finally decides to tell me the truth, Scott thought."Vitalik! Opto! Beat him up!" Scott yelled as he lowered his gun and sat back down in his revolving chair.Vitalik and Opto walked over to where Hudson was as they started beating him up. They punched his stomach multiple times as he started vomiting blood. Hudson was screaming in extreme pain as Scott ordered them to stop the beating.Hudson spat on the ground, and his spat was filled with blood. I think this is the end for me; Scott is going to kill me, Hudson thought. He was in extreme pain."Now tell me, are you willing to talk?" Scott asked with a sinister smile."I already told you all I know; if you are not willing to accept it, do what you want," Hudson a