Cecil fumed in his house while he waited for his men to return. He had sent them on a very important mission, one that could possibly turn the tides of the entire drag of power. When Cecil heard that they were back, he quickly rushed down to meet with them. However, the men had a gloomy look on their faces."What is it? What happened?" Cecil asked them. The men exchanged glances before one of them spoke up "Sorry boss, but the house was empty," he said to Cecil."Empty? What do you mean empty? Lecter's mansion is never empty. It's always filled with people and we know this!" He said to the man."Yes boss. However, not this time. The mansion was empty. There was no one there. Not even a dog. It was as if they vacated the place," the man replied.Cecil was in shock. There was no way Lecter could have predicted accurately what he wanted to do, right? Or did he have a spy in his house? Someone reporting his works to Lecter?"What did you do about the house?" He asked the man. "We burn
Cecil drove back home, feeling very satisfied after humiliating the sex worker. He couldn't believe that all what he needed to feel so good was to humiliate someone else, this shifting his position as the humiliated. He drove back to his mansion, the night calling with it's dark embrace. As soon as Cecil parked his car, he stepped down and then looked at his men."Did I have any visitors?" He asked them."Not at all sir. It's been quiet since you left," they replied to him. Cecil grunted and walked into his house grumbling. As he walked, he remembered Lecter and the terrible blow that he'd been dealt. How was it that he hadn't been able to take Lecter out? It didn't make sense to Cecil, and he just found the entire thing very weird. But he proceeded to just go inside.He went into the room where he was keeping Sophia locked up. As soon as he opened the door, Sophia whimpered in fear."Why are you still awake?" He asked her with anger in his voice."Thinking about how to kill you," s
"Who are you? What do you want? Get your fucking hands off me this instant!" Cecil continued to yell as the people who had taken him led him through a rather long corridor. There was a large cloth over his head but Cecil could definitely feep where he was."I demand you to release me this instant!" He yelled again but none of them said anything. Then they stopped, opened a door and stepped inside a room. They then dropped Cecil on the ground and walked away.Cecil breathed heavily while he tried to make sense of the darkness around him. He heard footsteps approaching him and braced himself."You will regret ever abducting me! I will destroy you!" Cecil snapped. Then the cloth was taken off his head and Bruce's face came into view."You will do yourself a great favor by stopping to make threats. We both know they don't serve you," he said to Cecil who watched him slowly."Detective Bruce? What happened to you?" He asked Bruce who walked to a wooden chair and sat down."I'm not a dete
Raj's hands trembled as he dialed Anna's number. He had been trying to reach Mia for hours, but her phone went straight to voicemail. He was getting worried."Anna, it's Raj. I need your help," he said, trying to keep his voice calm.Anna's concerned tone was immediate. "Raj, what's wrong?""It's Mia. She left the house a few hours ago to meet with Detective Bruce, but she's not responding to my calls or messages. I'm getting really worried."Anna's pause was brief. "I'll try to reach her. Can you tell me more about what happened?"Raj explained how Mia had been acting strange lately, and how she had received a mysterious message that had shaken her. He told Anna about Mia's decision to meet with Detective Bruce, hoping to uncover some answers."I should have gone with her," Raj said, regret creeping into his voice.Anna reassured him. "You did the right thing, Raj. Mia needed some space. But now, let's focus on finding her."Raj's anxiety grew as Anna went silent, presumably trying t
Lecter sat in his upper minimalist office that gave him the best view in the city. The large window that went roof to floor made him feel like he had the entire world at his feet, and currently, that was how he felt. He had just closed a multi million dollar deal and was ready to call it a day when his phone rang. The caller ID showed a number that looked familiar, but he hadn't seen in a while. His brows furrowed as he picked up. “Lecter here.” He said, his voice cold. “Hello, old friend.” Came the reply, cold as ice. Lecter's heart skipped a beat. It was Bruce. “What do you want, Bruce?” Lecter asked Cooley. “Straight to the point as always. See, I have something— or rather, someone that belongs to you.” Bruce said, a sinister chuckle following his words. “Two someones, actually.” He laughed like a maniac. Lecter’s grip on the phone tightened. “What are you talking about?” “You might know Anna and Mia.” Bruce said casually, as if he was just discussing the weather.
Lecter picked up the phone. “Lecter, it's Rachel.” She said hurriedly. “I know where Bruce is. He's at an old warehouse on the east side of the city.” “Are you sure?” Lecter asked, his heart pounding. He was ready to give up all his wealth for Anna. “Positive.” Rachel replied. “I’ve been following him. He doesn't know I'm onto him yet.” “Thank you, Rachel. I owe you.” “A million dollars, I’m sure. Just get them out safe.” Rachel said. “I'll keep an eye out and make sure he doesn't slip away.” Lecter hung up and called his bodyguards. “We have a location. I’ll send the coordinates now, move out immediately!” As Lecter and his men sped towards the warehouse, he felt nothing but anger and fear. He couldn’t lose Anna and Mia, especially not to Bruce. Not like this, at least.- - - Bruce was in full panic mode now. He knew it was only a matter of time before Lecter arrived. He looked at Anna and Mia, who were watching him in silence. “What are we going to do?” Cecil ask
Bruce stared out the window of Raphael's former office, which was now his own. The city was alive before him, a web of lights and life, oblivious to the power struggles that took place within its own shadows.He had fought hard to get where he was, as far as he was concerned, taking over Raphael's organization after the old boss's untimely demise. But victory felt hollow. Ursula, his sister, had deserted him, leaving him to run the business alone. He scowled, thinking of her betrayal.And besides, he had bigger fish to fry. Lecter. That bastard had managed to slip from his hands the other day, but he wouldn’t be so lucky next time. The door to the office opened, and Bruce turned, expecting one of his new underlings. Instead, Rachel walked in, and Cecil came in after her. He gave Cecil a questioning look, and he responded with shaking his head, so he turned back to Rachael. Her presence was like a punch to the gut. He hadn't seen her since their last heated argument, and her sudden
Rachel’s eyes widened, genuine fear finally breaking through her tough exterior. She was ready to burst into tears when Bruce turned back to her, his gun still in hand. “See what happens to those who cross me? Want to be part of them?” He asked angrily. Before Rachel could respond, the door burst open. Lecter stormed in, his presence filling the room with an electric charge. “Bruce!” He shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. Bruce turned, gun raised, ready to face his nemesis. “Lecter. Finally decided to show your face? You’ve been hiding behind her all this while, haven’t you?”Lecter’s eyes were cold, calculating. “This ends now, Bruce. No more games.” Bruce laughed, a harsh, mirthless sound. “You think you can take me down? You’re a fool to think so, Lecter.” Lecter moved with lightning speed, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. He knocked the gun from Bruce’s hand, sending it skidding across the floor. The two men clashed in a brutal hand to