The man bulged in sweats from the peak of his half shaved head to the tip of his big sized toes. His chest protruded massively with each of his heavy breaths as he proceeded towards them.Hermes did not recognize his face, he had never seen this man before. "You are not Dan", he murmured as the man stopped a few inches from them."Of course he is not Dan", Dengerberd replied, sounding more familiar with the figure before their eyes. "He is Tyrax."Tyrax snarled and spoke to Hermes's two companions. "The king thought that he had been betrayed by someone in the inner circle. But I am guessing he never imagined that the traitor would be you, Mr Dengerberd".Mark Dengerberd scratched his hair as if he was looking for the right thing to say in reply to Tyrax's assertion. "Well, it is not my fault that he sees me capable of nothing else asides throwing away all I have into his deep greedy pockets"."And you, Molina", Tyrax stared next at the beauty standing right next to Dengerberd. "You a
The pictures in that room were strikingly full of suprises. Hermes had ignored them at first when he saw them carefully racked and placed on the table because of the urgency of the situation at hand. But now as he lay weak and wasted on the bare floor, struggling to pull himself back up, he could feel his senses slowly deciphering the several details that stuck on the walls and the floor of the house.One of those pictures was lying directly under his face when he heard Tracie's voice saying to Tyrax "Not so fast, Dude. You can't do that yet"."The king gave me orders. He said I kill him and everyone with him". The now famliar cold brutal voice replied, sounding quite determined."The king will not be pleased to hear that you killed Mark Dengerberd and his lovely Molina.""They are traitors...""Yes, I know. They are. Which is why the king is about to get even richer. Don't you get it? Brains, Tyrax. Brains. Not every single face off like this ends with the spill of blood".It seemed
"Are you threatening me now, bitch?""Take it as a light warning". She replied with the most insultive demeanour. Tyrax could not just let it slide. "I just hope you are right. Or when you are wrong and I have to kill him, you might go dead with him".But he did let it slide.And Hermes felt a little disappointed. He had hoped for the tension to lead to a climax. A clash between the two would lead to serious damage to both sides, both physically and to the objective of their mission. Hermes would have little to do when they would have each exhausted their strengths in fighting one another.Hermes had been terribly weak some moments ago, but now he could feel a new surge of strength suddenly building up within him. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he had uncovered a deep secret which he could never had guessed.Realizing that two of the men whom his mystery had circled around in the past three years were in fact direct relatives to his mother was enough to wear away every sign of
The king marched out in style, his men behind him. His car stood out among the long line of lit looking vehicles which arranged at the side of the road.His watch dangled on his wrist, the same watch which he had been wearing since he was eighteen years of age. The same watch which he had on his wrist in that old family picture. For some many years, he had kept it dear to himself.As he approached the SUV, the door was pulled open by one of his men. Sliding into the interior, he found that his other person was already in the car waiting for him."I see you are back already". Swiss said as he took his seat in the back."I came as soon as I saw your message. I expected Hermes to be a problem, but I did not think he could ever find the old house. I take the blame, someone must have seen me enter through that door."Swiss took a long hard look at him for a while, then he released a sigh."What about Tracie?" He inquired once more."I sent her ahead." Dan replied."And the woman? Have you
The steps approached the table, slowly but progressively. In a matter of time, the table rug would be shifted and Lin would soon find her at her hiding place. Diana could hear her heart screaming hard beneath her chest."I told you!" It probably was saying in despair but she could not pay attention to its grievances. It didn't matter how much they both regretted, nothing could be done in repentance to save them the punishment of their sins.Of all the people who had ever worked and who still worked for her family, Lin was the most loyal to her father. If she found her trying to leave the house in the middle of the night, then she could be certain that her father would know about it by the time morning came.Ms Lin was now at her closest to the dining table and Diana could see her legs bend into a squat. Her hands were probably already on their way to push aside the fabric that covered every edge of the table.Diana closed her eyes and counted the seconds. Nothing could stop the futur
Diana found her way lightly through the night. The streets of Twillightoria were not exactly safe at times as dark as this, but she was determined to make it to her destination.She had never had the privilege of these outings even when she was a curious teenager in high school. Her parents always kept her indoors while her mates partied and clubbed for the most part of the nights.Even if she ever attended a few parties, it would be those ones without the luxury of alcohol and with most of their participants mostly made up of adults and married people. That was the sort of life she lived, the sort of live she grew up with.But even as unfamiliar as she was with the dark streets, using the map on her phone, she could tell she was heading in the right direction. Finally, the little restaurant was within the view of her eyes as she came out into the edge of a new street.She proceeded slowly from there, taking her steps one after the other. By the time she was close enough, she could re
"Who did she kill?" Rachel sent her hands over the table and grabbed Diana by his wrist. "An old man. Hermes only called him Bell." Diana tried to reply, struggling to endure the pain inflicted by Rachel's tight grasp.Judging from Rachel's expression, Diana deducted that the name Bell was not strange to her. And it looked like she was trying to remember something. And later she whispered something. "Mrs Henshaw once said she would call Bell during the acquisition. It has to be the same person.""Mrs Henshaw? Who is that?" Diana put in a question."She is Hermes's mom", the reply came but rather in an unconscious manner. And Diana found it astounding."His mom? You know his mom? Then why do you ever need me?""Because I thought you were another skillful agent just like Mrs Henshaw herself. How am I supposed to know that you would be this useless?" The reply was cold and brutal, piercing into Diana's heart like the sharp edge of an ice blade."I am not useless", she said, but unable
Diana gulped a mouthful of her own spit. She did not imagine ever having to race aimlessly around the middle of nowhere at night. Or having her tail in between her legs in fear of death in the coldness of the night like this, and neither did she imagine a brutal fate in the hands of some unknown strangers.All that was about to happen now."Are you ready?" She heard Rachel's voice say to her. But she could barely reply before she felt the cold grasp of her companion on her soft wrist."Let us go, now." Rachel said. "The longer we stay, the graver the danger".With cold stiff feet, she rose from her position and slowly followed Rachel closely. As they took their careful steps, she could see the side glances on the faces of those men. Each of the men took a sudden interest in their little walk down the aisle of dangers, and stole a glance at them every single now and then."One... two... three..."She counted in her heart, or rather her heart counted for her. Soon she lost count, and
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,