The prison door opened, and in walked a man in fine clothes and dark glasses. Accompanied by none, he strolled towards the last end of the prison walkway. There was only one person in that cell at the farthest end."You finally come to visit". Andre coughed as the man stood before his cell, staring down at him while he sat as a monk would, anticipating the fellow's next actions.A guard came from nowhere and unlocked the door. Then this fellow entered, and assumes a similar posture with Andre as he finds a seat right in front of him."It has been a long time," the fellow began. "Everyone thinks you are dead".Andre sighs after staring for a while without nothing to say."After all these years, it baffles me how you found me here either.""I have reliable sources, with advanced technology"."Whatever", Andre said. "Did you bring anything with you?""Prisoners aren't allowed to drink."Andre nodded slowly at this statement, staring into the eyes of the person."Except you are not a priso
Jack stepped into the health facility. Everywhere was filled with the filthy smell of blood and death, not the right condition for a place which was supposed to be an hospital. "What happened here?" He wondered.But he would not get his answer just by wondering. Moving slowly with care, he approached a woman who stood by a side. "Excuse me, maam. I have a few questions.." But as he reached her side, she turned away from him."Leave me alone! I don't know anything!" Her voice was audibly shaking, as though she was seeing a monster in him, ready to tear her apart."But ma'am.."Before he can say another word, she had zoomed away from him, exiting the building along with some other patients who also seemed to be in a hurry to disappear from that place."Hmm..." Jack mumbled to himself. He knew something really bad had happened in here. That was obviously the reason for the people's odd behaviour. It was the only explanation. If only someone would talk to him.He knew this was the same
"Mi Love" was the beautiful romantic name boldly showcased on Rachel's iPhone with a lovely emoji placed by its side as the phone vibrated continuously in her absence. She was in the shower, taking a bath to refresh herself from the stress of the day, unaware of any danger lurking in the darkness even when it loomed with intensiveness all around her.But then, if she could not hear her phone vibrate, she could hear some repeated noise come from the living room.And as she listened, she realized. It was a knock coming from the door."Who is it?" A little voice asked, but there was hardly any reply. Only repeated knocks, louder with every attempt."Mom! Someone is at the door!" Little Daniel called out to his mother, unsure if he should wait for her or if he should go ahead to open for this person who did not seem to be patient enough to wait for an answer."I'm on my way, honey! Don't go near the door, okay?"But the boy could hardly hear her voice again. He was now taking little step
She had left her unexpected visitor sitting right there. But now she was no way to be found! But Rachel thought that was not the main issue. As long as her boy was safe, then Haisley's disappearance would be of little importance or cause for alarm."Daniel!" She made haste to find him. When she sent him away earlier, he had left for his room. Grabbing onto this, her fast steps approached his room and as soon as she reached his door, her hands pushed it open. But she was only welcomed by the chaotic noise of Call of Duty and the flashing light emitted by the TV. Even with all the lights off, she could tell clearly that the room was empty."Daniel!" Her voice went pitches higher as she turned around the way she came. Something now bit her heart continuously, telling her that her boy was in danger.What was Jack talking about on the phone? How could Haisley be a threat to their lives? Restive and unsettled, she threw herself into every single room that existed in the house.But none of
The cars stood firm at their places, not moving an inch. Each one of them had a little monitor installed at the front which showed different coverages of Jack's house.That way, they would be able to see if anyone came in or out. If any weird thing happened or not. The entire building was totally surveyed and Haisley seemed satisified.As the thoughts and wonders roamed on in Haisley's heart, clouded with dark determination, her head rested on the head of her seat and her eyes stood closed. Then, Swiss's voice rose into the air again."We have some pretty bad news". He said."What?" Haisley did not appreciate any suspense. Everything was on the line and nothing should go wrong."It appears that Razor is dead."The statement held a double suprise on Haisley. Apart from the fact that Razor's death was a very bad news to hers and Derek's objectives, she also had no idea that Swiss knew about him."How much is my husband telling you?""I and Mr Bradbury could come to some very good agreem
With fast but cautious steps, Haisley made her approach towards the main door. Steady she went, walking over Rachel's still and stiff body after a little while of bending and observing. The poor woman was out in the cold, freezing unconsciously. She could use someone's help to get to a friendlier environment, and receive a warmer shed from the cold night. Anyone could do that for her, anyone but Haisley.Instead, Haisley was focused on the situation at hand. Whoever had done this was still there in the house somewhere, and they might already be aware of her presence. Also, the little boy named Daniel was also in the house with this intruder, and this intruder might not be so kind to kids. Not that Haisley gave an ounce of importance to the little kid's safety, she only wanted to keep him safe so he could find for her what she wanted."Mrs Bradbury, I don't think you have much time", Swiss's voice said to her through the same ear phone which she had been wearing all day. "I don't ca
The sirens blew all through the night. The flashes of colourful lights took rapid turns in shining all around the house. Yellow ropes stretched over its entire landscape, darkened with the popular inscription, "Crime Scene!!"At every turn in every direction, there was a person or two in police uniform, all spread out in the hopes of gathering evidence for what seemed to be more than just a break in."High pitch breakthrough device, one of the last inventions of the twenty-first century. Programmed to demolish huge walls as thick as polonite". A man said, holding up a remnant of Bob's several explosives. "Whatever happened here is high level crime.""Whoever did it is an expert, Detective Sniff. Highly trained". Replied the man standing by his side who seemed to be an assistant.The detective replied with a stare as cold as ice that the assistant could feel his heart freeze for that moment. He edged closer to him, hovering his face over his and putting a hand on his chest."Whoever di
"How did it happen?""I don't know... Haisley came by saying she had to speak with Jack. He was not at home so I ringed him, and he sounded weird.""Weird...?""Get her out of the house! She is dangerous! He kept screaming." Rachel said. "He also said one thing...""What is it?" Asked Hermes. "She is not an Henshaw".A short silence followed and Hermes understood how dire a situation he had found himself in at that moment."She is not your sister?" Rachel's voice came again, demanding for a response."No, she is not"."She used to be your girlfriend?""Until she broke up with me and got married to the man who locked me in prison. That is an old story, Rachel. We don't have much time left".True. It was only a matter of ample time before the police detectives traced him into that place. And that would mean disaster for all his plans."Was that the last time you spoke with your husband?""It was the last time...""Did he tell you anything else?" Hermes pushed further."Like what?""Gol
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,