"So Miss Tyanna, it is only for your own good if you tell us who it is that put you up to do this. It is the only thing that may save you from here, a name"."Well, I do not know his name." She replied, struggling to keep a straight face. Even if she was able to pretend so much, Detective Sniff had not been known to get deceived easily."You work for someone without knowing his name, how dumb do you think the police is?""It is totally possible, detective. Even right now, you have me in custody but you don't know my name".What was she going on about now? The detective wanted to check her name written below the cluster of files before him, but that would only prove her right."Of course, I know your name, woman. And I just said it a few seconds ago so don't be playing games with me, Tyanna".Mark interjected. "Hmm, detective. It is Dianna"."You see", the young lady giggled. "I am not the only one in those shoes"."Well, Diana or Tyanna, the bottomline is you most probably took part i
"This has nothing to do with him", she said, trying to wave away the influence of her mistake."You mean the name you just mentioned? I could say it has pulled some strings." Sniff turned to Rachel. "Mrs Dean, is that name something you have heard of before? Someone you know who might really actually be connected to this case? Do you know this person?"Rachel thought for a while. She did not want to involve Hermes in all of this, because he was the only person that she could trust. Even more than the police. Mentioning his name this early might put the safety of her husband and son in jeopardy."Do you know this person?" Sniff's cranky voice called at her again, eager for a reply."No, detective." She said, with a swallow of her voice. "Then why did you seem intrigued to hear that name initially?""I may have heard my husband mention the name once or twice before. But I have no physical knowledge of this person"."Hmmm..." The detective pulled his long hairy beard in a bid to ruminate
It was a blustery evening, and the events of the streets of fire had boiled down to the most popular event of Crescent.With the moon taking her place slowly among the entities of the sky, and with her crescent shape in perfect fit with the resplendence of the evening, the cars stood ready in long lines as their engines revved with promise. The noise of the cars was overwhelmed with that of the crowd, as they yelled their favourites riders to victory.A girl strode before the vehicles, holding a little gun in her thin lovely arms. Her red bandeau rhymed with the colour of her hair, and her short skirtie shined perfectly to the lights of the cars, jumping up in response to the blowing wind in a bid to capture the focus of every eye.She walked past the cars, one by one, step by step, with her stylish steps so engrossing and her movement so intriguing that even the battle ready riders could feel her energy. "Ready!" She said, and her voice was daunting enough to fuel the tank in each c
The Twillightoria airport was on its usual buzz as it was on days like this, loud and busy. The roaring sound of the large bird could be heard as it came to rest on the ever ready run ways.The passengers came marching down, and one stood out among them. The very person whose arrival was most anticipated, striding in his usual almost flawless manner.Haisley walked towards him with a face marked with delight even though she struggled to hide the glint of shame which struck her heart with downcast."Hey!" She called, appearing before him."There you are", he replied with a dark voice. There was no smile on his face, neither did he wear a frown.Before he could think about her disappointing effort to retrieve the hidden gold, she locked him in a juicy hug and gave a nasty bite to his ear."Welcome back", she said. "I hope you came with a plan".She withdrew to look into his eyes, her hands still clung around him. And that was when he emitted a smile, thus confirming her expectations.It
His eyes opened slowly. He could feel a heavy weight still persisting somewhere in his brain, making his head hurt. At the same time, he could feel extreme lightness in his head.He was sitting on a chair, hard and wooden. He could sense the smell of smoke coming all the way from somewhere, and he could hear loud noises ringing in the farthest depths of his brain.Forcing those two eyes open, a familiar figure was right before him in a similar position as his. Strapped to the chair with ropes so thick, and barely unconscious."Jack?" Hermes managed to utter, but the words were too faint to get to the man. He tried to move, but he could feel his hands held in place behind him, tightly bound together by a strong hold.Then the noises came again, this time in the form of a continuous thunderous rumble, rising and lowering with an irregular pattern. Then he knew the noise was not from his head, but from above.He looked up, examining the form of the roof below which they were being held.
The shadow approached further and soon enough, a figure was standing between the two sides of the door.It was no strange figure, Hermes realized. He stared again to be sure, but there was no way he could mistake the face for any reason, not even in that darkness."You?" He muttered, shocked and perhaps unwilling to accept this clear fact before him."You know him too?" He could hear Jack's voice from a distance even though the later was seated right in front of him.And then Dan's voice came to him as well just as the man at the door started walking towards them. Dan said, "I told you, Hermes. You have met with him before, even though you do not know it".The figure approached closer and finally came to stand directly before Hermes, just a few metres away. As Hermes would expect, it did not seem to be because he was scared that Hermes would miraculously set himself free and take his life. He just stood there, wearing an half satisfied expression and perhaps taking pleasure in the sce
So it had been with Rachel all along, this was a suprise to Hermes. One that struck him in his heart as well as shattered his pride. "Your wife, you say. So she knows about the gold too", Swiss said with his eyes wide open as if they were the ones to receive the answer and not his ears."My wife has no idea what the drive contains. I only gave it to her to safe keep it for me." Jack protested, quite aware of Swiss's direction to reasoning. But nothing that he would say could change Swiss's mind about his next point of action."I have always found relationships to be an impossible feat. You know why?" He asked in rhetorics and without waiting for response, he continued. "Because there is always a conflict between the concept of love and the concept of trust. She loves you, so you don't expect that she will check what is in the drive? But you love her too, so why can she not check what you gave to her, why is there a problem with it? Afterall, you have both now become one in the union!
The sun showered the last of its rays on the once beautiful now old infirmary in the city of Caveliona. A vehicle pushes its way past the terrible street road, rolling quite carefully until it came to settle right before the hospital."Be careful with crashing into the holes, Mark. If this little man breaks down, I might have to make you pay for damages". Sniff headed out of the vehicle, seconded by his assistant. Exiting the vehicle, Sniff took his quick observations of the old hospital. "You sure this place still works?" He asked his assistant."Yes, detective", I once came here to see a friend of mine. This is the best hospital in this place. Detective Sniff chewed his tongue. "What kind of friend lives in this weird city? And there I was, thinking that Crescent was the worst place that exists in this country. This is worst than they write in the books"."Books are easily outdated, sir. That is why the internet keeps being updated". Mark hinted out, perhaps glad to make this poin
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,