"Blrrinng!" The morning alarm sang a continuous din until little Daniel punched it mute for the fourth time."You sure know that it will ring again in five minutes right? Unless you turn it off completely." Rachel's voice called from a distance. It seemed like she was in the living room as her voice echoed past the walls into the room.Then, her footsteps started to approach and in a few seconds, she was standing by the door."And you can't do that if you don't get out of bed." She said to the little boy who groaned in reluctance as he struggled to defeat the rampant desire for more sleep."Yes yes. There you go." She encouraged. "Oh! Mr Henshaw! You're awake too.""Couldn't outsleep the blaring noise." Hermes replied as he stared wearingly at the elegantly dressed lady. "You look too classy for an early morning.""It's not really classic for a weekday. Duty calls." She replied in blushes. "Trust you had a good night sleep?""Hmm..." Hermes nodded. "I did"."Good!" She disappeared aga
"The Street of Fire!!!"The billboard shined with those words as Hermes alighted from the car. "Bye!" He waved off his hosts as the vehicle zoomed hurriedly away from sight. Then he threw his eyes around his surrounding for a while.Very few cars roamed the area. And not many people wished to be around on that street, except they thought they were immune to danger in some magical way. Only a few people had the antidote against the high risk that lingered around the street of fire. Because it was always very silent on the roads... but noisy on the roadsides. The smell of smoke and the roar of a boxing audience from a not so far away boxing match were the only things that welcomed Hermes to the crazy street.That was Crescent, the most dangerous street in Twillightoria."Hey!" A voice called from behind just a few moments after he alighted from Jack's car.As Hermes turned around, three hefty men were strolling in his direction."Who you?" The one in front asked. He had his face cap t
The two men set to work in Danny's mysterious underground enterprise. It belonged to his boss, or as they called him, "The King of the Street."A man whose face was known to none but few. He was involved in all sorts of crimes save for national crime, and only because the predators ruled the country in that aspect. The predators were everything dreadful in Twillightoria. They ruled the world of crime, and they had links with the men in power. Anyone they protected was safe, but anyone they stood against would face the entire opposite of everything safety meant.The law could not hold them down, neither could the people defy them. The government were in league with them, and their allies spread far and wide, within and away from Twillightoria.Which was why they hated Crescent, the only street in Twillightoria that could stand against their unrivalled authority. Every town and hood that surrounded Crescent shared the same defiance as them, and they all stood together against the world
Jazz music played solemnly within the large restaurant. The workers were ecstatic and the foods were great. Female meal servers dressed in outfits that would make a man go hungry. They strode around flawlessly, working for their pay in a spectacular fashion.Around a table sat two men with black glasses hanging from their faces, disguising them from possible recognition. Their meals were untouched, but one could not say the same for their drinks.Hermes poured another glass and sipped gently with frustration hiding behind his eyes."Could she have changed her plans?" He uttered to his companion seated before him."Nah. I doubt". The man responded, "Dan never makes a mistake. Even if he does, the chances are one in a hundred.""Can't take those chances." Hermes dropped the glass and looked around.Just behind the farthest window from them, on the opposite side of the road, Tracy waved at him from inside the car. The big guy was also in the car, they were smoking some stuff."They don'
"Which floor are you heading to, sir?" Swiss requested of Hermes who didn't seem to have a ready made answer.He was just standing there, still and uncompromised. With his intentions unknown to them and his identity obscure, he surveyed his surroundings carefully.Of Haisley's two bodyguards, one was standing directly behind him, only inches taller than Hermes. The other one was at the farther side, and Swiss was in front of him. This put Haisley in the centre of them all, just beside Hermes.When the answer did not come, Swiss pressed a button. "I'm sorry sir but you'll have to take the flight back when we're off".Still no reply, and this infuriated Swiss while Haisley became cautious. She turned her eyes at him again. Besides those dark pair of glasses and those bushy beard and moustache, the figure was certainly familiar.Before long, they had reached the highest floor, and the doors of the lift seperated. As they came out of the elevator, Hermes attempted to step out with them.
As Hermes fell over, the man dragged him by his leg into another room."I knew you were some threat!" He snared as he jammed shut the door with them inside.Nobody could hear them, nobody could see them. Just the two of them."Who are you?" He roared loud, advancing towards Hermes.The latter could not say a word yet as he tried to rise to his feet. Crawling on all four, it seemed as if he was weak and he struggled.But when he checked to see his attacker right in front of him, he chuckled."I am your nemesis."Like a thunderbolt, his legs swiped over the floor swiftly, taking the legs of his opponent with it. Thus when the loyal bodyguard was falling down on his back, Hermes was rising back to his feet, and the situation was completely reversed.The man gritted. With a sense of urgency, he tried to stand up again. But Hermes knocked him back to the ground.As he bent over to knock him unconscious, the man was able to evade the blow somehow, toppling Hermes over and dealing him deadly
He stood with his back to the door. He could hear the bangs and jolts as those outside tried fervently to break in after him. But no matter how much they tried, he knew there was no going through that door without opening it. It was a highly secured and essentially special structure, a masterclass like every other thing in that suite, or in most parts of the restaurant to be honest. Hermes could recognize the quality of the glass walls that stood at his two sides. It would have cost some fortune to get all those things together.The beauty of the little passage that folded out before him. The look of the shiny grounds, the compact nature of the elegant upper walls that lay over his head. It was all remarkable, too remarkable for a food company.And of course, they had security cameras carefully attached to them."Jammed!" Dan informed him through the earphone."Got it." He replied, staring at the elevated devices as they all stopped to beep their usual red colour in unsion.Then the
As soon as Derek placed the flat key on the key receptor, a computer voice chimed. "Opening..." it said, "In three... two... one..."Then it made three fast beeps, and a crackling sound followed, announcing that the door was unlocked.But as he pushed open and barged in, he is greeted by a thick white fog which consumed the whole suite in a matter of seconds, accompanied by a loud hissing sound.Derek could not see clearly, nor could anyone else. Earlier, the tension had increased when Hermes locked himself in with the new Mrs Bradbury and everyone was beginning to worry, but now in the presence of this sudden fog, the whole place threw up in complete pandemonium."My eyes! My eyes!" Was yelled from every direction. Derek could not keep his eyes shut for long. Even if he could, his men could not. He yelled orders at them with a desperate energy. "Go in! Go in!" He directed them into the deep smoky room. He knew that his wife's captor was in there, and might want to escape with Hais
Lyanna was lying on her bed, slowly recovering from the old wounds."The doctor says you will be free to go in a few days."Beside her bed was Andrew Henshaw, comforting her to a good discharge. He had always been there for her in the absence of her father, more than her brother could ever even if he tried.Lyanna smiled back at him. He was such an angel, she thought."Andrew..." She muttered, craving his attention. "What is it..." He responded as soon as he lifted his head, seeing the look of displease spread across the lines of her face."I am sorry for what happened to your father..." She had always wanted to say that since the moment she discovered that her father and his friend were really the ones who had taken Henshaw's life back then. "I am sorry for everything my father did to your family..."He put a finger on her lips. "That is gone now. We are now here together. Friends. Together. Forever."His smile was enough to convince her to be happy. He was the best thing she had k
"I am sorry about this. I will make sure to find him...""That boy stole my money. He walked into my house and stole my money!!" Albert Bradbury was in a rage as he recounted what Howard Smith had done. The boy had the guts to infiltrate into his home and escape with an extreme amount of money."There is nowhere he can go or run to. And there is nothing he can do with that amount of money. We will find him, and we will recover your money." Diego assured, still trying to calm down the anger of Bradbury.Adam Bradbury sat at a far corner of the living room. He was still in shock and horror over what happened the night before. The knife placed on his throat, threatening to slash through. He could feel the red sores which developed along the lines of his neck.Also in shock was Adam's mother, Stella Bradbury. She was also struggling to fully understand what had happened the night before. Worse, she could not understand what was happening right now. Who were these strange men? And why had
The successful businessman, whose profits had gone on a whole new level of rise since the past few months was in his house, having a glass with his wife and his son, Adam Bradbury. Albert was filled with smiles and laughter, clinking his glass cup with that of his family, recounting his success story to them both, hoping that his son would learn a few things and take inspiration from his achievements."A man who wants success must be ready to ignore all attachments. You have to keep an open eye, always on focus. Only then can you see the tiniest opportunities the very moment they appear." He schooled, smiling.Albert had sent away his bodyguards and protectors from the room. He just wanted to have an alone time with his family since that rarely ever happened in their life. He felt tonight should be a special night, but faith would have it, he could not have picked a worse day than that particular day.Howard Smith peeped from beneath the curtains. He had found his way and outsmarted t
"The case today. Accused, Andre... No last name. Versus the state"."This man has committed a horrible crime against our nation, against me and you. A heinous transgression upon a loyal citizen is a heinous transgression against the whole of us. He does not even have a lawyer, and that goes to show you how evil he has been proven. You know. I know. Everybody knows. No one wants to waste their time and integrity standing for him. In my opinion, he has already been condemned in the heart of the world, how balanced would it be if he were to be condemned by the hands of the law.""Mister Andre, after carefully considering the evidence put forward to the court and listening to the presentation of one lawyer, I believe this court has more than sufficient information to pass judgment on this case.""The court sentences Mister Andre to a long term of fifty years in prison. Meanwhile, if any other acts of crime or any disturbance of peace is detected from Mister Andre during tbe first thirty y
"Where are you Andre, we are about to move". Guerrero said through the phone.Andre was just a few minutes left to the spot where they had agreed to meet. It was a seaside location, where illegal boats would usually set sail. Then the boat would travel a far distance up to the middle of the sea where a bigger ship would be waiting.Along with the passengers of the other smaller boats which had come from different part of the cities just for the same purpose of transmitting people in secret, the people in the boat would be drafted into the bigger ship and the boats would return to the seaside.This was also done at other parts of the world, in other countries. Each boat would know the right time to leave the seaside in order to meet the ship at the predetermined location, and Guerrero did not want to miss that time.Andre and his daughter were not the only person who were trying to leave Twillightoria. There were other people too, and unlike Andre who simply just asked for a favour, th
"Welcome, my friend! It is really pleasure to see your old face once more. Is this your beautiful daughter? May I say she looks just like her mother? Too much, I tell you. Too much."Guerrero welcomed Andre with smiles and hugs. He seemed really glad to have the honour of saving Andre and helping him out of the country."Everything is set, my friend. The boat is ready, the sailors are waiting. All that remains is for you to step into the boat and set sail to freedom."Andre understood his words well, but he was no longer anxious to leave at this point."Diego and my son are still behind. We need to rescue them first, only then can I go anywhere."Guerrero frowned. "That does not make any sense, Andre. Diego knew what he was walking into when he decided to help you in your foolish mission. I am sure he wants you to leave now that you can, you do not want to get caught too. Now that would be too much a loss for anyone of us to bear. And your son? I heard news about your son. He seems to
"I must say it is quite nice to see you again, Mr Andre. Anyone would have thought that the other day would be out last encounter." Richard Dengerberd said, holding a recording device up to his face, displaying it before Andre and kids present.Richard Dengerbard had been in there all along, waiting fkr Andre to come for his daughter. Andre thought he had died the other day with Minister Henshaw, but apparently he survived. He must have gotten to know of Andre's connection with the other day when Andre first visited the hospital.Then he was surely the one behind the police arrival. He was the one who informed the world of his existence and ruled out Scorpio's name as the one behind Henshaw's death.He had intentionally moved unconscious Lyanna into this VVIP room to serve as a bait for Andre. He had intentionally made himself her roommate, and he had recorded all the conversation between Andre, Howard and Andrew Henshaw."You must have thought that you escaped the law when you killed
There was no more tricks to devise. He was now surrounded by the security men who came closer to know if there was a problem."What is the issue here?" One said."Nothing is wrong agent," Andre assured. "We are just having a little discussion, right?"The look on the agent's face drifted from a neutral perspective into an alarmed expression as sudden as a lightening would strike during a storm."Get your hands in the air!!" He reached for his gun, screaming at Andre.Before he could pull out his weapon, Ande had attacked first.The entire place became riddled with combat. Andre alone against the rest of them.But he had no chance in that open place. When the guns started firing, he could barely put up a fight as he placed a dead agent in the way of the bullets.The door of the section was right there, the agents standing right before it as the agents were now focused on him. To get to the door, he needed to get through them first. That was impossible."Shit! There is no way I'm gettin
"I will go in myself and get her out." Andre proclaimed. "What?" That did not make sense and Diego could not allow it. "You cannot do that.""We don't have any other option.""Yes we do. I can get some of our men to do this.""No..." Andre refuted. "I don't want a collision with the security agency. The best way to do this is by a using one man to take out the children quietly.""They are trapped in that hospital because someone knows about us. Someone knows about you. Whoever it is, they are surely waiting for you to come. Even if we must do this, it does not have to be you." Diego expressed his concern fully. On normal days, Diego was not the kind of person who spoke with full words or who cared about other people's safety apart from his own true family. But his relationship with Andre was growing past the borders of partnership and once again looking like brothers, just like they were when they were younger. And just like their daughters were now."I will go." Diego volunteered,