What! Are you blind? How can you be saluting to a loser like him?” one of the girls pointed out.No one expected what happened, not even what was about to happen next.Men dressed in official clothing appeared next to the officer. Not only that, powerful and big individuals in the city followed the officer. In fact, all of them showed respect to him.If the officer is being followed around by the big people of the city, then the person who gets the salute of the officer must be compelling too, Michael.No! Unbelievable, they thought.The situation rendered them speechless, and their eyes almost bulged out from its socket. Michael himself was surprised at how the army officer showed up for him, but after the incident that occurred at his ex wedding, he couldn't be more surprised.******It's been two weeks since Michael was released from jail, and it's also been two weeks of no job until today. Not that he can't get a job if he desires to, but there's something more than a job that ne
MichaelOut of all the things I had expected to see, this was the least of them.It's a clip that shows some men whose faces were hidden in black masks. Circled in a dark room as they signed on a paper, amongst them stood one person, without mask.Smith!These are the Viking brothers, and how did Scott get in-between them? The last time I checked he was not part of the group nor any string from his family was. Viking doesn't connect with scum. I paused the five seconds clip with no sound, and zoomed in. Unlike others, he has no mask on, and I'm quite sure he knew that the CCTV camera was recording, wasn't he afraid that someone would cast him? Now that the Viking brothers are separated and no longer exist, seeing Scott there makes it clear that he had a hand in this.And the way he stands in the middle while others squirm in his presence like I could feel the fear in them. They were scared of him, did he threaten them?My face contoured in anger as I stood straight and my gaze droppe
Michael POVIt's another bustling Monday morning which often give me little or no breathing space.Citizens come in and out of the precinct having one case to sort out or the other. The land line on almost everyone's desk rings, it is either the patrol officers were calling for backup or people reporting cases.Everyone's hands were on their keyboard and I'm not exempted.I groaned slightly resting my back on the long leather chair as I glance through the proposal I have just finished making."Mich, have you submitted CAS:770021 file to the lieutenant?" my colleague who is never go seat, always supervising everyone's word - Pricillia asked as she walk pass my table with her heels leaving light sounds after her."Yes, and I also sent you a mail." I said with a loud voice with my eyes fixed on the job I was on.One wrong mistake while filing a case of filing information might lead to huge problem, so I'm always been careful.Soon after, my phone rings on the desk and I almost introduced
Michael POV"This is absurd. How dare he?" I clinched my fist in anger as the video clip continue rolling.Unfortunately there is no volume making it impossible for me to hear what they were saying but it's super obvious that Smith is spoiling the mind of the Vikings without my watch.I think he wants to lure them away from him and it's not a mistake if his father, Pablo also have a hand in this.I have never seen a situation whereby instead of a parent to advice his son, he is also doing the evil thing his child is doing - or even he is the one leading his son down to the deadline.Smith and his father are the two tough criminals and wanted Mafias in the city, the officers have gotten tired of searching for them - that was how the case fade.I have thought up unravelling the case soon but that will be after I have completely find my brothers. The Vikings."This is the video I was able to capture in their last meeting." Barb whispered softly on my ears, my eyes did not leave his scree
Michael POV"You have half an hour. I want to see you here before lunch break." this was the strict order from my boss before leaving the office.And every word that escape from her mouth, she mean it.I used the quickest cab that I could find at the entrance of the building, heading directly to the location that Jonathan had sent to me.In my mind, I begin to think how I will convince them again with no luck.They have already sealed their mind off bringing the group back to life and persauding them without anything to convince them with is totally a fatal luck.The driver tune the radio station and immediately the news begins to spread out through the small speaker.I also listen to it since there was nothing interesting keeping me busy."Last night at around seven thirty (7:30PM) in New Avenue Street. The warehouse owned by the city senator was burn into ashes. But what is shocking is that, the senator didn't see any properties that were in the warehouse. It is obvious that the war
Michael POVI couldn't get a hold of Torrance and I must admit it's tiring.After the hectic day at work, working for twenty four (24) hours straight. Having the weekend all to myself is heaven.No woman to care about, nothing more than sleeping and eating all day. Aside for the fact that I have more cases to work on over the weekend.Sitting on the flat blue plastic bed in the pool room, I calm myself down with chilled orange juice.The cool blues play, making the air more memorable as I close my eyes, inhaling and exhaling skeptically.For the first time in a weekend, I'm this peaceful with less problems to think about.But my peace ended when my phone beside me started to ring.Shoot!I forgot to put it on silent mode.At the sight of the caller, I groaned disgustingly before accepting the call.It was Ayla."Hey Mich!" she chirped loudly over the phone sounding over excited.I even had to take the phone away from my ears a bit."Hey Ayla, what'sup?" I said with a relaxing voice."
Michael POV"What?" this was the only word that escape from my mouth, with our gaze locked."What do you mean?" she pursed her lips staring at me like one who can't remember what she has said earlier.Honey trap? What does she actually mean? I was baffled."Here is how this works." she adjust closer to me with her hands clasped."I'm good at seducing men and putting them to bed, thereby getting valid information from them. You won't know my worth if you don't try." she winked flirtatiously at me and my eyes wide open, looking stunned.It seems I don't know her more than I thought I did.Ayla isn't who I really think she is. Innocent? Never.I wondered what she has said and try to picture her brut she would be into luring a man.Then my mind swayed me into the case I'm working on, Smith and his father.I could actually use her help on this case because they frequently go for clubbing. Maybe she could use her service into getting information for me.But, I can't let her know what truly
Ayla POV"These are the two pictures of the men I want, seduce them and get recent valid information from them. I will shuffle the good ones when you return." I look at the pictures lying on the table as I gradually rub the gloss on my lips, to make it glitter.When you say "dolling up" that's exactly what I did to myself.I made sure to rub the mascara up to a length far from my eyes, and my eyebrows speaks nothing but beauty with waves. I primp my hair to be more curly than usual, adding good hair cream to make it glimmer. The red lipstick attached with gloss attract nothing but desperate eyes.Entering into the show, miss enchantment has definitely returned.I'm so ready to kill and destroy eye prey that comes in contact with me.The reason I accepted to this job isn't because I'm a prostitute or something. But because I have a huge crush on Michael which he doesn't know about yet.Since high school, he has been my one time big crush but confessing my feelings is one thing, what if