The Fox who managed to escape was in serious pain as he rolled out of the car in order to take off the bullet proof he was wearing because he took a lot of hit. Taking off the bullet proof, he groans in pain and quickly made a call. "Hello, it's me Fox!" He said and continues. "Things are seriously getting rough down here, I need help." "Why the hell do you want my help Fox, I thought you were a bit smarter?" The guy on the phone asked. "This isn't about been smart alright?" He said and continues. "We're at war." The Fox replied angrily and hung up abruptly. He passed out from so much pain. One of the bullet must have hitten one of his vital parts because the pain was intense despite the bullet proof. **** "What do you mean you can't find Garry's car?" Joe asked. "I don't know where he parked his damn car." Sam replied. "It seems we are gonna have to ask him where he parked it then!" Joe said. "Boss!" Sam called and continues. "It seems this place is no longer safe for any o
"Mike, we need to talk." Garry said. "Go away Garry, I don't wanna talk to you right now." Mike replied operating his computer totally ignoring him. "Look I'm sorry for making you so angry and all those crazy shit I said about us not pushing through with the mission." Garry apologized and continues. "It was all your brother's idea, he wanted me leave." "He wanted you to leave?" Mike asked. "Yes, he wanted me to be so angry because he knows I don't have control whenever I'm angered." Garry replied. "I'm glad you know that yourself Garry, you need to stop being hot-headed, it won't get you anywhere!” Mike replied. "Look I'm sorry alright?" Garry asked. "Apologies accepted." Mike replied and continues. "But about the mission of revenging on your father's death, I'm done!" "You're done, what do you mean you're done?" Garry asked. "I don't care about the mission anymore Garry, that's what I meant." Mike replied. "Joe was actually right, I think about nothing else but you Garry."
"I just hope the money is still in the car Sam." Joe said while they were on their way to the location of Garry's car. "We're gonna get it back Joe, no matter what it takes." Garry replied. "Yes boss, I'm sure we'll find it." Sam replied. **** "Mike!" Clary called. "Yes!" Mike replied. "I thought you left with Garry and the rest of the team?" Clary asked. "Not really Clary, I'm sitting this one out." Mike replied. "Is everything okay?" Cary asked. "Yeah, everything's fine." Mike replied. "I heard you're still mad at Garry for leaving." Clary said. "A little." Mike replied and continues. "I was mad at him too alright." Clary said and continues. "I can't believe he wanted to leave without saying goodbye to anyone of us." "Sometimes I blame him and sometimes I don't." Mike replied and continues. "It was actually my brother who wanted him to leave." "Really?" Clary asked. "Yeah, I'm sure Joe must have said something that made him angry and whenever Garry is angry, he gets w
"I can't believe we almost got blowned up." Joe said. "It's a good thing we got the briefcase on time before it exploded boss." Sam replied and continues. "We almost didn't make it out! This Fox guy is a monster!” “That I believe, why won't he just stay dead?” Garry uttered! "I guess it's all over now." Joe said. "What do you mean it's over boss?" Sam asked. "We got the money we wanted and we can all go on our Separate ways if you guys want to leave." Joe replied. "We're a team, you know I can't leave you boss, you took me in." Sam replied. "Even if we are Sam, not everyone of us wants to stay." Joe replied and continues. "And I respect all of that if they wanna leave, we lost one of ours all because of this and I don't want that to happen to anyone of you, not any more. We have had enough of this life, no more deaths." "We're are not going anywhere boss, we're all gonna stick with you till the very end right?" One of Joe's men said asking the rest of the team. "That's right!
Butler Maxwell walks into the room where Troy had been locked in and uttered; “You stink! It's time you washed up because this just might be the last time you have a warm bath.” “What do you mean by that, you bastard?” Troy Reece uttered. “Exactly what you think it is, it's time for you to leave this house permanently. You still have pride, I have had enough of you!” “Whatever!! You are always going to be Kennedy's lapdog, that's what you will always be!” Troy Reece uttered. “At least I am something unlike you. You are going to be nothing but trash after your divorce with the household's lady. I can't wait to see what you will become now. Even being someone's lap dog just might be too high for you to reach after all!” Butler Maxwell retorted with a smile. Troy Reece stared at him in rage, his eyes were filled with fear and anger. Fear of the unknown, because unlike what they think he doesn't have a dime anymore unless he goes back to his old ways which would be death
Having nowhere else to go but to his own space Troy got into a cab with hopes that his aunt would have some money to pay the cab driver. He was used to driving around and he couldn't walk for a long period of time. He finally got to his aunt's house, he came down and the cab driver uttered; “You are yet to pay for the trip!” “Give me a moment, let me go in and bring cash.” He uttered and went into the house. “Good evening aunt!” He greeted but was met with a cold stare and expression from the older woman. The large, dimly lit living room feels colder than usual, the fading sunlight casting eerie shadows across the walls. Naomi Reece was pacing furiously near the fireplace. A framed picture of her in her judge’s robe sits on the mantle, but the warmth and pride it once held now felt distant as that isn't who she was going to be known as any longer. Troy stands near the door, arms crossed, his face resolute but weary. He watched as Naomi twirls around to face him, her expres
"I don't think the Fox is gonna stop looking for us Joe." Mike said and continues. "I believe he is gonna come back." "That's the more reason why we went after the money Mike." Joe replied and continues, "That money is gonna take us somewhere far from him." "I really hope so Joe." Mike replied. Suddenly, the doctor came outside in order to speak with Mike. "Doctor is she gonna be alright?" Garry asked. "Right now she's a bit stable at the moment." The doctor replied and continues. "We got the bullet out of her leg, she needs sometime to rest." "Thank you so much doctor." Mike replied. "Can we see her now?" Garry asked. "Yeah, sure." The doctor replied and continues. "Right this way." "I'll be right back guys." Garry said as he left with the doctor. "Jessie, your mom is gonna be alright okay?" Mike said. "I can't believe this." Joe said. "Why do you mean?" Mike asked. "We need to get this little girl and her mother out of here Mike." Joe replied and continues
Troy Reece late that night decided it would be best to go to an ATM machine to find out how much was left in that credit card he was holding so as to know his next step! Staring at the stolen credit card in his hand. The numbers were printed boldly in silver, catching the dim light of the streetlamp outside. He inserted it into the ATM machine and it was Four hundred thousand dollars. Not enough to change his life. It wasn’t even his, but then again, what was left of his life that he could call his own? His achievements, his marriage, his reputation—gone, all thanks to Bethany. He hadn’t meant for things to spiral so far out of control. But when Bethany had walked into his life, everything he thought he knew about stability, about self-control, had collapsed. She had reignited that fire inside him, the thrill, the risk, the desire for more which had spiraled into his doom. He had nothing now, not a single thing! But now that he was being helpless the thoughts that h