“I'm James Wane!” James panicked with both hands raised.”“Haha, You're really funny but everyone knows that that's not true. So tell me who you really are, silicone mask man. ” Gomer asked. “Take off the mask. I want to see you alive before I kill you. Oh I might even spare you if you're good looking.”“You wanna know who I am? You may not like my face, and identity.” James said and pulled off the silicone mask to the surprise of everyone.”“Ja…mes… Wane? It can't…” Gomer Frenté blurted out.Before Gomer could comprehend what's happening, James made his move. With lightning speed, he knocked out the pistol from his hand and drew one of the other pistols from Gomer's belts and pointed it at his head."Nobody moves!" he shouted, his voice ringing out across the desert. "Drop your weapons, or I'll blow his brains out!"The members of Gomer's gang hesitated, caught off guard by James's sudden aggressive action. They pointed their guns toward James.But Gomer himself remained calm, his ey
James and Gomer faced each other in the vast, empty desert.The sun was high in the sky now and burning brightly above them.James's eyes were focused and his body tense and ready for the fight. He knew Gomer was way bigger than he was but that didn't deter him because he was faster than Gomer.Gomer stood opposite him, a smirk on his face. He was underestimating James.Without warning, Gomer lunged at James, aiming a punch at his face. James dodged to the side and the blow missed him by just inches.He countered with a swift kick aimed at Gomer's side. Gomer blocked the kick with his arm, and pulled James away making him stagger.Gomer didn't let up. He aimed another punch, this time connecting with James's shoulder. James grunted in pain but managed to stay on his feet.He clenched his fists and refused to show weakness.“Ha! I got you real good, huh?” Gomer said.Swiftly James swung at Gomer and his fist connected with Gomer's jaw, making Gomer stagger back a few steps, too.Gomer
Eric was noticing an unusual behavior from Agent Tom ever since he took charge of the operation.And when a phone rang on the table where everyone submitted their phones, he knew it was Agent Tom's phone.“Agent, Tom, whose phone is ringing?” Eric asked Tom.“It's mine and I have to pick it up.” Agent Tom said when he took the phone from the table and saw the caller ID.“No you don't. We're in the middle of something and you must not interrupt it.” Eric Commanded.“It's urgent! I have to.”“Then answer the call here.”“What do you mean? It's a family business and I can't have you guys listening on.” Agent Tom said.He tried to rush out of the room and answer the call but Eric stopped him. “ You can't go out of that door.”“Why?” Agent Tom asked and frowned.“It's an order. If you do, you're disrespecting me. I'm in charge here.” “You're not incharge!” Tom scoffed.“Do what he says, Tom or I will report you to the Authorities. He's in charge of the operation, and we're merely here to
James could see the fast approaching feet of Gomer Frenté's men. The car had somersaulted but somehow he managed to have a good spot and looked out the window upside down. Gregor was not in a position to move himself, plus the agonizing pain he is experiencing on his right leg. Claire was whimpering. “Hold still Claire.” Mary said. “Mary! Claire! Anybody hurt?” James asked from the front seat. “No…no, the seat belt held us.” Mary said. “Alright try unblocking yourself and get out of the car and run as fast as you can.” “Ok…” “Are you alright, Gregor?” James turned around and asked. “Yeah! Y..ah I'm fine.” He muttered, Just hold them off. I can.. can't move my hands.” “It's gonna be fine, okay?” Quickly, he began firing hard at the approaching men which gave Claire and Mary enough time to open the door from the opposite side and crawl out of the car. James kept firing but no matter how he fired, Gregor Frenté and his men dodged behind their cars. They didn't shoot back bec
Eric was still running back when he spotted his wife and daughter running towards him.Without a second thought, he rushed over to them and pulled them both into a tight hug."Mary, Claire, are you hurt? Did they… they assault you guys?” Eric asked.“No, we're fine. They didn't touch us.”“I'm so glad you're both safe," he said. "I was so worried about you."Mary and Claire both clung to him, "We're so glad you're here," Mary said."Daddy, daddy," Claire whispered and clung to her father's shirt. "I miss you so much daddy. I was so scared.""I miss you too. I'm here now, sweetheart," Eric said, "I'm never letting you out of my sight again. Never!"He held his family close, before he looked over and saw James and Gregor. Gregor was trying to get out of an upside down car while James supported him. Eric rushed towards them to lend a hand. "Thank you," he said. "Thank you for saving them. I can't even begin to express how grateful I am.""It's no problem. I owe you that much." James cou
Eric's phone buzzed with an incoming call. It was Agent Jon. "Eric, we've managed to capture the rest of Gomer's men," he said."That's great news, Jon! Where are they now?" Eric asked eagerly as he left the ward where Gregor was."We've taken them to the ESU barracks for questioning," Jon replied confidently."Good job. I'll be there soon to oversee the interrogation," Eric said, and ended the call, a wave of relief washed over him.Finally, they had managed to put an end to Gomer Frenté's reign of terror. It was a victory for justice, and Eric couldn't wait to see the rest of Gomer's men brought to justice as well.By this time, Ryan Wane had arrived at the hospital when he got the news.He had gone in to see Gregor and was coming out of the ward when he spotted Eric on call.He approached Eric, and asked, "What happened?"Eric quickly briefed him on the situation and told him that Gomer's men had been captured by the ESU.Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm glad to hear that," Rya
"Why have you decided to fail me a second time, Morris?" Mr. Sterling's voice boomed as soon as Morris entered his office.His expression was stern and his eyes were piercing.Morris bowed his head. He was feeling the weight of Mr. Sterling's disappointment bearing down on him. "I... I'm sorry, sir," he stammered with a voice that was barely above a whisper. "It wasn't intentional. Things just didn't go as planned. Our inside man didn't get us any more info…"But Mr. Sterling would not have any of that as he paced back and forth behind his desk. "Unbelievable! You put your trust in Tom?" he muttered and shook his head in disbelief. "I trusted you to handle this, and once again, you've let me down."Morris swallowed hard, unable to meet Mr. Sterling's gaze. "I understand, sir," he murmured, his voice barely audible."You understand?" Mr. Sterling's voice rose in anger. "Do you have any idea the consequences of your incompetence? The reputation of this company,” and pointed a finger to
Eric's car pulled up to the entrance of the ESU barracks.It was getting late and the sun was beginning to set.No sooner had he turned his car engine down than a swarm of reporters gathered around him. "Mr. Wood, over here! Can you tell us about the mission?" one reporter shouted while elbowing her way through the crowd to get closer.Eric adjusted his tie, flashed a polite but weary smile. "It was a team effort. We did what we had to do," he said."Was there any moment you thought you wouldn't make it back?" another reporter, a young man with eager eyes, pushed forward to ask. His recorder was practically under Eric's nose."Every mission has its risks," Eric replied and maintained his composure. "But we trusted in our training and in each other."A lady with a notepad in one hand and a pen in the other managed to squeeze her way to the front. "What's next for your family now, Eric? Any plans now that you've got them back?"Eric paused, a far-off look in his eyes. "First thing's to