"I will count to three, and after that all you can be able to save will be his precious blood as it dries into the sand." Swiss threatened, presumably for the last time ever, sending a stare into Jack dean's eyes.Dan had the gun placed firmly at the boy's head, and Hermes had his head dropped in misery, entirelu5 unsure of what he should choose to do next."Three".The counting had started, and Swiss took his time with pleasure. "I do not know!" Jack repeated the very same words once again, and once again they did him no good nor his son. Their captors were in their most angry state at that moment, especially after what Mark Dengerberd had done to them and they were not eager to give any benefit of doubt nor any reason to his claims."Two".Swiss's voice came again, for the second time. Jack Dean punched the dust upon which he was put in paralysis, but that could do nothing to save his boy.Hermes watched as Tracie smiled with displaced lips, pushing her mouth to a side of her face.
"We already have you what you asked for? Why are you doing this?"Jack could not take it a bit more. Even with the glistening edge of the knife by his throat, he still struggled with his captor, putting his life on the line without much care for the damage.Swiss whistled again. He already told them the truth, his aim was fully bent on the treasure which lay far away in an unknown abode, hidden by his sister and placed in the farthest depths of darkness. It was the only reason he was doing all this, and Hermes knew at this point that he would do anything to have what he desired.The rings were only the key to the door or crypt or chest or whatever it was in which the treasure was kept, but without any knowledge of the location of those massive fortunes, the rings were only useless."Your wife has been quite a shadow to the long stretches of our eyes, surprisingly". Swiss said that either in praise or in suprise of Rachel's evasive ability. No one really thought she could be able to e
He slammed his teacup into the table, risking the spill of its contents away and over the neatly set table. Luckily, the scentful fluid would only doddle within the ceramic mug, threatening to bestow onto the furniture a piece of itself but never really fulfilling the promise."What did I say?" Sniff was not in the best of moods. His breathe was marked with anger, and the scribbles of displeasure was boldly spread across his face."He said he has my son! And my husband!" Rachel yelled back into his face, also unpleased that Sniff would end the call while her family was still at the caller's mercy."I heard it, didn't I?" The detevive replied with his voice hitting a low.But Rachel's was just about to pick a new climax. "Then what did you do, you did not even flinch!""We had our plan made out already, but you destroyed it by bursting in on that call"."Plan? We had a plan? That was definitely when I had no idea where my loved ones are. Now I know, and I won't let anything happen to t
"Who do you think she will save first?" Swiss asked, looking around at everyone in the room. "Is it you, dear nephew? No way, there is no way she is picking you over blood and bound."He made a face at Hermes who was now at the faintest point of his consciousness. The pain he felt, stuck in that mess was something that he had never felt in a long time. He surely had no business paying interest to Swiss's questions. All he could do was think of a way out from the trap.The king of the street faced his own man, Dan. "Do you have any idea?"It did not seem that Dan was willing to exchange in a conversation, and neither did Tracie. While one looked like he was having a change of heart to the mission at hand, the latter looked very eager to inflict more pain on her victims. With her tongue constantly in clicks and her lips in bites from her teeth, Tracie just was not having enough.Swiss faced Jack Dean this time to put forward the same question. But the journalist spat in his hopes, sayin
The world had taken a drastic turn of shape for quite too long a period of time. It felt like an era of misfortunes and Hermes, who used to be our herald in this great game of vengeance, had been reduced to a high value of low and now lay within his deepest of lows. Infact, he was almost next to insignificant in his own story. All he could feel at the moment was pains and more pains. No sign of his mother until now, neither did he have a full grasp of the truth which he had been searching for all this long while. Only little bits and small chunks of random discoveries, one of which had his enemy printed out as his own uncle and his mentor in prison repainted and displayed as his mother's father.Lying down there now without any hope of a liberation anytime soon, he could now imagine it all. Back when he was in the cells, when he was still a student in this world of greed and crimes, when his own grandfather was his only teacher.Andre had said a few suspicious things back then, but H
After discovering all he now knew about his mother and her family, Hermes thought he had been dragged into all this by virtue of her part. He thought that perhaps everything that happened him as a child was related to his mother only. The death of his father, the loneliness that he felt as a growing child, he had started to imagine that none of it would have ever occured if his mother had no been related to Andre and Swiss. If she had shared no ties with those agents of crime, maybe he would have grown up with a father. Maybe he would have had a better life. That was what he thought. But his thoughts were soon cut short the moment he glanced the name "Henshaw" written along with those of the crime bosses that he so despised.Andrew Henshaw was a name which he was familiar with. It was a respectable name, a name which spoke of honour. A lifesaver, an honest man, the best doctor in his time, the one with the best of hearts, and Hermes's father.Andrew Henshaw was the only man Hermes kn
Hermes stared with suprise written in his glare. Dan was not going to kill him. That meant he was going against his boss's order, and that too for the first time.Hermes had thought that their friendship died completely the day Dan dropped him off on his own. And he believed that with their friendship went every bit of brotherhood spirit that they shared with one another.Though this did not look too much like a show of brotherhood, but it was certainly something that Hermes had no expected."I have no plans to kill you, Tiger. At least not today. I owe you some dues, I owe you a lot. Consider this a payment of my dues to you, my dues to your father. It is the last time.""What about the child? What will you do with him?" Hermes said, in concern for Jack Dean's boy who dangled over the man's shoulder."You heard the boss.""What if his mother does not keep to her promise?" Hermes continued, ignoring Dan's strict admission of loyalty to Swiss's orders. "What happens then, Dan? Are you
Mark Dengerberd and his beloved Molina watched from far away, in the calm secret of the stolen vehicle as Hermes was being carried away by two unknown and strange figures into the depths of the thick trees.None stared with a gaze filled with understanding, the situation was totally perplexive and the two were fazed behind their seat belts."Should we go after them?" Molina whispered, to which Dengerberd gave a stare which would have pierced her deep if eyes were blades."I would not even be here normally." He breathed in anger.It was true. Having made it out of the street of Crescent with his life hanging by the breadth of a hair, Dengerberd had no intentions to come back this soon.But when he told Derek and Haisley of Hermes's location earlier, the couple had insisted that he returned to Swiss's den and keep his eyes on Hermes.'Stay there, Mark. I will send some men over there to help you, we need you there at the moment.""What? There is no way I am doing that." He made a strong
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,