Detective Lauren stealthily approached the front door, her steps calculated and silent. As she neared, she spotted a guard stationed there. With precision, she raised her pistol, aiming carefully, and fired a single shot. The guard staggered backward, a look of shock on his face, before collapsing to the ground with a thud. Lauren swiftly moved forward, ensuring the guard was incapacitated, before continuing on her mission.Peering through the narrow gap of the gate, Detective Lauren observed the scene inside. Her eyes widened as she saw numerous guards patrolling the compound, their vigilant gazes scanning the area. She quickly assessed the situation, realising the challenge ahead of her. “Damn their security is tight but I must be able to capture Geronimo tonight.” She whisperedDetective Lauren crouched, her eyes scanning the perimeter of Geronimo's compound. The moon cast a pale glow over the landscape, illuminating the silhouettes of the guards as they patrolled the area.With p
Immediately, Sophia threw herself onto the bed, her exhaustion evident in the weariness that weighed down her limbs. However, just as she was about to succumb to sleep's embrace, a nagging thought interrupted her peace."How could I forget my phone downstairs?" she muttered to herself, eyes snapping open with a sudden realisation. With a resigned sigh, she rose from the bed and made her way out of her room.Meanwhile, Detective Lauren, after ensuring the coast was clear, silently slipped into the grand Hall of Geronimo's house. The air was thick with silence, punctuated only by the faint hum of the television.Tightening her grip on her gun, she began to cautiously survey her surroundings. Her gaze alighted upon a bag sitting prominently on the centre table. Intrigued, she approached and gingerly lifted the bag's flap, revealing its contents. Inside the bag was filled with guns of sizes, from pistols to others. Setting the bag of firearms aside, Detective Lauren began to methodically
Sophia used every trick in her arsenal to gain the upper hand, her movements fluid and unpredictable. She feinted, ducked, and weaved, making it difficult for Lauren to anticipate her next move."You can't keep up with me," Sophia taunted, landing a swift jab to Lauren's ribs.But Lauren was resilient, refusing to back down. She countered Sophia's attacks with precise blocks and calculated strikes of her own."Don't underestimate me," Lauren growled, deflecting Sophia's punches with well-timed parries.The two women continued to clash, their movements a blur of speed. Sophia's tricks were effective, but Lauren refused to be outmaneuvered. She adapted to Sophia's tactics, anticipating her moves and countering with her own.Their fight escalated from punches and kicks to a desperate grapple, each trying to gain the upper hand. In a moment of fury, they locked onto each other's necks, fingers tightening around throats as they struggled for dominance.Locked in a deadly struggle, Lauren
Kritical's eyes widened in shock at Sophia's proposition. He blinked rapidly, trying to process her words. His mouth opened slightly, but no words came out at first. He glanced at Sophia, then back at Lauren, his expression a mix of disbelief and uncertainty.Lauren's eyes widened in disbelief, her shock evident on her face. "What nonsense is this?" Sophia smiled menacingly, her eyes glinting with malice. "Of course, you'll be enjoyed by Kritical unless you are ready to speak up," she taunted, her voice dripping with menace."I'll kill you if you let him touch me!" Lauren roared defiantly, her voice filled with rage and desperation."Come on, your empty threats don't move me," Sophia retorted dismissively, turning her gaze back to Kritical. "Go on," she commanded.Kritical nodded nervously, his hands trembling slightly as he approached Lauren. Despite her struggles and protests, he continued to advance. As Kritical hesitantly approached, Lauren's heart pounded with fear and fury. Sh
Geronimo shook his head and said, "Leave her, no one is going to do anything. I'm going to call Mr. Storm here; we'll know if she really has the ability to stand a chance in front of him."Hearing Oliver's name mentioned, Sophia smiled lightly and nodded. "For people like Lauren, a finger of Oliver is enough to kill them."Lauren smiled too and said, "Oh, so he's called Storm, right? Call him here, let's see the kind of Storm he is.”Sophia sat down, running a finger around Lauren's cheeks, and said, "Even the Storm can't calm him down when he storms. He's the one ruling this city anonymously.""Bring him here then," Lauren said with a grin.Geronimo looked at Sophia and instructed, "Bring her the best food and fruits to eat, and give her energy. Untie her and just lock her here while she waits for Mr. Storm to come."Sophia nodded, and Geronimo walked out. Once he got out, he pulled out his phone and made a call to Oliver."Just a few rings and the call was connected. 'Good morning, M
About an hour later, the big gate to Geronimo's house swung open, signaling Oliver's arrival. Geronimo and Sophia eagerly awaited him. Sophia had adorned herself attractively in anticipation of Oliver's visit, her happiness evident as she watched him park.As Oliver stepped out of his car, he surveyed the scene before him. Geronimo approached respectfully, followed by Sophia, both offering their greetings."Greetings, Master Oliver," Geronimo said, bowing slightly.Sophia added, "Hello, Oliver."Oliver's gaze lingered on Sophia, noting her stunning appearance. He acknowledged them with a nod before addressing the situation at hand, questioning how a lady managed to infiltrate their domain."How could you allow a lady to break in here?" Oliver inquired, his tone firm.Geronimo hung his head down and replied, "I wasn't around, Master. She had a tranquilizer, and from the way Sophia said it, it seems she's skilled."Oliver turned to Sophia, his curiosity piqued. "Did you defeat her?" he
As Lauren reached out to touch Oliver, her hand trembling slightly with anticipation, she could feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. The tension in the air was palpable as she made contact with him.Suddenly, a jolt shot through her body like an electric shock, causing her to gasp in pain. Ahhh!” Her muscles tensed, and she let out a loud scream as the force threw her backward with incredible strength.The sensation was overwhelming, as if a powerful energy had enveloped her, lifting her off her feet throwing her through the air. The impact was brutal as she collided with one of the tables at the back, shattering it into pieces upon impact.Pain radiated through her body as she lay amidst the wreckage, dazed and disoriented."Wow!" Sophia clapped, breaking the stunned silence that had settled over the place. Lauren was the one who touched Oliver, yet she was the affected one. Everyone, including Geronimo, was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief. Oliver, however,
He paused, locking eyes with Lauren as he continued, his words cutting through the tension like a knife. "Listen, Detective. No man born of a woman, no minor deity existing on this earth, has the power to stand in front of Oliver Storm for even a minute. The bullet that can kill me hasn't been manufactured, and the weapon that can harm me hasn't been forged.”Oliver's gaze pierced through Lauren, his voice resonating with a chilling authority as he continued his proclamation of dominance."I am the harbinger of destruction, the architect of fate," he declared, his words carrying the weight of absolute certainty. "I am the tempest unleashed, the unyielding force that bends the very fabric of reality to my will.”A sense of awe washed over those present, their breath caught in their throats as they bore witness to Oliver's unbridled power. In his presence, they felt small and insignificant, mere mortals standing before a titan among men.Oliver's eyes bore into Lauren's, a glint of unde
As Vespera moved towards the car, she turned back to address her team, her expression steely."Before we head out, clean up these bodies," she instructed, her voice firm. "Make sure there’s no trace left behind. I don’t want any sign of this incident here."One of the guards stepped forward, nodding but looking at the black van parked nearby. "And the vehicle, ma’am? What do we do with it?”Vespera smirked, a hint of dark amusement in her eyes. "We’ll handle that too. Have it rebranded, stripped of any identifiers. Once it’s ready, it’ll be delivered to the local orphanage as a donation. They could use a decent vehicle more than these fools ever could."The guard’s mouth curled into a knowing smile as he nodded. "Understood, ma’am. We’ll get it done."The team moved quickly, setting about their tasks with military precision. Two guards began gathering the bodies, making sure every detail was accounted for, while others turned their attention to wiping down the van and removing any wea
Grimacing with agony, the man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, struggling to endure the searing pain that radiated from his wounded thigh. Each breath was a struggle. With a steely glint in her eyes, Vespera withdrew the gun from the man's lips and aimed it at his knee with chilling precision. Without a moment's hesitation, she pulled the trigger, the deafening boom of the gunshot reverberating through the air as a bullet tore through the man's knee, shattering bone and tissue with brutal force. The man's scream echoed through the night, his body wracked with agony as he collapsed to the ground, his shattered knee rendering him utterly helpless before Vespera's merciless interrogation. "Where's the address?" Vespera demanded once more, her voice cold. Gulping hard, the man's eyes darted nervously as he struggled to compose himself through the haze of pain and fear. Finally, with a shaky breath, he spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. "The address... it's..." he
Dear readers I haven't ended it, there'll be chapters soon, due to certain issues haven't been able to continue, would do.
As they continued to discuss their strategy, a sudden sense of unease washed over one of the men. He stiffened, his eyes darting around the van as if searching for an unseen threat."Hey, did you guys see that?" he whispered urgently, his voice laced with alarm.The other men glanced at him, their expressions puzzled. "See what?" one of them asked, his brow furrowing in confusion."I saw something move," the man insisted, his voice rising with panic. "It was like lightning, but I couldn't see anyone.”His words hung in the air, the silence that followed thick with tension. The other men exchanged wary glances, their nerves on edge as they scanned their surroundings for any sign of danger."Maybe you're just imagining things," one of them suggested, trying to quell the rising sense of fear.But the man shook his head adamantly. "No, I'm telling you, something's not right. We need to be on high alert.”"Come on, nothing will happen," one of the men scoffed, trying to quell the rising te
They waited for many hours, the anticipation building as the darkness of evening enveloped the surroundings. Some of the men had even drifted off to sleep inside the van when suddenly, one of them spotted Garcia's car approaching."Hey, Garcia is already coming in, let's get ready," he exclaimed, shaking his comrades awake.With renewed alertness, the men peered out of the van, their eyes fixated on Garcia's car as it pulled up to the entrance. Inside the car, Vespera remained composed, her keen assassin instincts guiding her observations.Seeing a parked car nearby, Vespera assessed the situation with a practiced eye. There were no signs of prolonged parking, indicating that the vehicle was likely there for a specific purpose. With a subtle smile, she continued driving into the estate.As Garcia and Logan disembarked from the car, Vespera stayed behind, maintaining her vigilance. Garcia glanced back at her with a frown, questioning her hesitation."Why are you standing there, Vespera
Oliver's expression was stern as he listened to Arshad's fear-filled plea. He knew that Arshad had brought this predicament upon himself by attempting to carry out the contract on his life. When Arshad spoke of his fear for his life, Oliver's response was cold and pragmatic."Protecting yourself is up to you and not me," he said, his tone firm and unyielding. "You got yourself into useless problems, and now you must find a way out. Don't expect me to protect you. You have your own men; use them to find a solution.”With those words, Oliver ended the call abruptly, hanging up the phone. As Oliver hung up the phone, Zelda looked at him with concern in her eyes. "Hubby, is everything alright? Anything wrong?" she asked, sensing that the call might have been troubling.Oliver smiled warmly at her, his features softening. He leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, a gesture meant to reassure her. "Don't worry, everything is fine," he said, his tone calm and soothing. "Just a mi
Mentioning Oliver brought a flood of memories rushing back to Logan's mind—nights spent together, whispered conversations, and shared moments of intimacy. A bittersweet smile tugged at her lips as she pondered the complexities of their relationship."How I wished I could have carried the children of such a great man," Logan sighed softly, her thoughts drifting to what could have been. "But it didn't work out that way.”After she was done dressing, Logan descended the stairs and entered the living room, where Garcia Storm awaited her, seated elegantly on the sofa.Upon seeing Logan, Garcia rose with a warm smile, her eyes brightening at the sight of her companion. "How are you, my dear?" she inquired, her concern evident in her gentle tone.Logan nodded respectfully. "I'm fine, ma'am," she replied. "Have you taken your medications?”Garcia nodded affirmatively. "Of course, I have," she chuckled softly. "You would not let me rest if I didn't, so I always do."Taking Garcia's hands in he
He paused, locking eyes with Lauren as he continued, his words cutting through the tension like a knife. "Listen, Detective. No man born of a woman, no minor deity existing on this earth, has the power to stand in front of Oliver Storm for even a minute. The bullet that can kill me hasn't been manufactured, and the weapon that can harm me hasn't been forged.”Oliver's gaze pierced through Lauren, his voice resonating with a chilling authority as he continued his proclamation of dominance."I am the harbinger of destruction, the architect of fate," he declared, his words carrying the weight of absolute certainty. "I am the tempest unleashed, the unyielding force that bends the very fabric of reality to my will.”A sense of awe washed over those present, their breath caught in their throats as they bore witness to Oliver's unbridled power. In his presence, they felt small and insignificant, mere mortals standing before a titan among men.Oliver's eyes bore into Lauren's, a glint of unde
As Lauren reached out to touch Oliver, her hand trembling slightly with anticipation, she could feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. The tension in the air was palpable as she made contact with him.Suddenly, a jolt shot through her body like an electric shock, causing her to gasp in pain. Ahhh!” Her muscles tensed, and she let out a loud scream as the force threw her backward with incredible strength.The sensation was overwhelming, as if a powerful energy had enveloped her, lifting her off her feet throwing her through the air. The impact was brutal as she collided with one of the tables at the back, shattering it into pieces upon impact.Pain radiated through her body as she lay amidst the wreckage, dazed and disoriented."Wow!" Sophia clapped, breaking the stunned silence that had settled over the place. Lauren was the one who touched Oliver, yet she was the affected one. Everyone, including Geronimo, was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief. Oliver, however,