Mike’s mind raced, trying to piece together every thing and how to go forward but things aren't going the way he wanted it to. He decided to stay quiet, letting Garry have a moment to gather himself. Garry walked over to the window, his gaze lost in the rain that had started to fall outside, he was almost whispering when he spoke again, his voice loud, “I am so stupid, Mike. Hated them with everything I had. I didn’t question it because… because at the time, it was the only thing that made sense.” He turned, his expression worried and filled with sadness, “But now… what’s left to do? Where do I start from?” Mike stepped closer, his footsteps soft against the floors “There’s more, Garry,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady, “There has to be. We’ll figure out what comes next, together like we used to.” Garry shook his head, “How do I undo all what I did due to rage? How do I undo everything I did in hunting down their every move, every single wrong… I thought I was fighting
Bethany’s heart pounded as she staggered out of the cab she had boarded, her mind filled with questions which she could barely wrap her head around. Everything was becoming quite vague and she just felt helpless. She had gone to little Hilary's school to look for answers but what she got was not what she was expecting at all. She was told that Hillary was no longer coming to that particular school and that her adoptive parents had both agreed to withdraw her from there and put her in a better school. Bethany was pointed in the direction of where Hilary's adoptive parents were staying. The address the teacher had given her was now in front of her, a simple looking brick house with a brown door and well-kept lawn. It looked peaceful, ordinary, like any ordinary home on a quiet street. But Bethany’s life felt anything but ordinary right now. Her world was shattering by the second. Her chest was tight with a mix of confusion, anger and fear. She still couldn’t get over wh
Marie stood up and led Bethany through the house, down a hallway that opened up a door leading to the lawn laid out outside. Bethany could see a large backyard with a swing set and a small sandbox. And there, in the middle of the yard, was her daughter. The sight of her nearly brought Bethany to her knees. Her daughter, her little girl, was sitting on the grass, playing with a toy horse, completely unaware of the turmoil unfolding around her. She looked so happy, so content, and that only made Bethany’s heart ache more. As she approached, her daughter looked up, her face lighting up in recognition. “Mommy!” she squealed, dropping the toy and running toward Bethany with outstretched arms. Bethany’s heart broke and healed in the same instant as she carried her daughter up in her arms, holding her tightly as if letting go would mean losing her forever. She could feel the warmth of her little body, against her, it was a moment she never want to let go of. If she could freeze i
William D’Cruz can be seen pacing about in his office, looking very restless for someone of his caliber. He clenched his fists and jaw in determination. It had been months, years even, of failed attempts to bring down his brother. Everything he had ever done was leading back to one truth; his brother, Terrence Bentley, was untouchable, his company Blue Net Group was untouchable. The company had become an impregnable fortress, its walls fortified by layers of security and a network of allies who owed Terrence everything. But William D'Cruz was far from defeated, he felt he must find his way to make sure everything he had worked so hard for must come to pass. He threw himself into his chair, opened his laptop, and began scrolling through a series of encrypted files. His fingers then scrolled and stopped over a document labeled 'Plan Disfunction'.He had created dozens of these so called ‘plans’ and each one had ended in disaster in other words, a dead end. Terrence had buil
William D'Cruz lowered the gun but didn't let down his guard. "You’re lucky I didn't put a bullet in you," he muttered. "What are you doing here at this hour?" Thomas Miller closed the door quickly, locking it behind him. "We have a problem," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "Your brother… he knows everything. I don't know how, but he’s watching every move you make. I think he has someone on the inside, someone who tipped him off." William’s eyes narrowed. "Inside where? My team is airtight. No one would risk crossing me like that." Thomas Miller shook his head, swallowing nervously. "Not your team, his. Someone inside Blue Net itself, feeding him intel on anyone who tries to bring him down. You’re not the only one who’s tried, William. But Terrence has… ways of dealing with people who come too close." William D'Cruz felt a chill run down his spine. "What are you saying?" Thomas Miller ’s voice defeated, “He calls them his 'shadow operatives.' They’re people you’d nev
Two nights later, William D'Cruz found himself in the corner of a lounge, holding a drink as he watched bodyguards and bouncers patrolling, other people walked in and out of the bar. His eyes never left the door, finally after what seemed like an eternity, the one he was waiting for stood in front of him, Anna Kim. She entered with care as she was scared of being seen there by someone she dreads, Terrence Bentley or his men. So her eyes kept sweeping through the entire room before she took another step. William D'Cruz waited a bit and then approached her, making his movements casual, almost accidental. He slid onto the stool beside her, giving a slight nod. "Anna Kim," he greeted smoothly. "Interesting choice of place." She stiffened but didn’t turn to look at him. "Who are you?" "Just someone with an offer," he replied, his voice low but confident. "Someone who knows what it feels like to feel trapped in Terrence’s world." Anna Kim’s expression wavered, but she kept h
Few days later Anna Kim swinged into action, she was scared but she felt this was the only way to gain her freedom, to be free of her terrific boss (Terrence Bentley). Over the next several days, Anna Kim worked carefully and quietly, sneaking around, doing her best by slipping bits of information to William D'Cruz when she could one at a time. Although she knew this was betrayal and that if she was caught, it won't be so easy to come out of it. So whenever she passed the smallest of details to William and every time she entered Terrence’s office, her heart raced, terrified that he would see through her lying face and just shoot her down right where she stood. But then William has assured her that they would be very careful and that Terrence’s watchful eyes wouldn’t catch on. Even after such assurances from him, she was still filled with anxiety that whenever she stood in front of her boss, she became clumsy. But then every thief eventually gets caught and unfortunately for
The next day, early morning, as the sun casts its first light, Terrence Bentley was very much awake, he needed to do things, especially with his employees being all nosy and his most trusted worker betrayed him for his brother, he needed to be up and running and to make sure he doesn't overlook any details. A few hours later, he was sitting in his office, his back against the wall of windows that overlooked the Blue Net headquarters. He was very much lost in thought, until a knock was heard at the door, it brought him back to reality. "Come in," he called, The door opened, and his son, Logan Hudson Bentley, walked in looking bright and sharp. Logan was very ambitious and determined, even cold much to Terrence's satisfaction and of course loyal, it is his son after all. Logan had recently been promoted within Blue Net’s security division and had proven himself capable of handling even the most delicate issues that came with the family empire. Logan looked at his father, s