After a while, the doctors were told to dispatch and so they left the room. Logan slowly walked towards his father whose skin was rather pale with a heavy heart. A heart filled with guilt that if he had known he never would have left. “Hi son, it's been a while. I have missed you.” An old man in his early fifties Terrence Bentley uttered; Logan in shock was consumed with sadness. The man he calls his father was the opposite of who was beside him right now. Seeing his once vibrant father, down him this way due to ALS was almost as though he was dreaming. “Dad!!” “Son, I am sorry for everything. I know that you feel my actions were desecrating your mother's legacy, all that she was. But I will tell you the reason why," Logan's hatred for his father's love for womanising was undisputed, but he wanted to know why he would do that to his own wife. “When your mother died, I lost my purpose in life, she was my everything. My strength, my joy and my better half, so losing her to the co
After those words, Logan's thoughts went back to three years ago, when he had a fiancee, a beautiful and stunning lady with long blonde hair, Patricia Howard. She is from a rich family and both families engaged them from childhood, so they could get married someday. But as Logan grew up, he felt confined and just didn't like the fact that he had no say in his love life. He had craved for freedom all through his life, so when he had the opportunity to leave, he left home and ran away simply because he felt he had found someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He ran into Bethany's arms and left Patricia because to him, he felt pressured to marry her and he didn't want anyone to choose for him. But after everything he had been through in his supposed love life, he felt guilty and embarrassed. “I clearly remember her father, she was my fiancee.” He uttered with his head bowed in shame. He had no idea how she was feeling and how much he had hurt her. “It's a go
It was Logan's former colleague. Not knowing they will ever meet again, but as fate would have it, here they are. Seeing her in such a state brought anger and rage to him. "Get away from her, you bastard!" Sarah Palmer was known for her beauty, even back then in the company Logan worked for, she was often complimented for it. They weren't that close because Logan was of course a married man and he is known for his loyalty to his wife. So any other females he didn't pay attention to them that much. Besides at the time, his wife Bethany was very harsh and overly insensitive that seeing someone as beautiful as her close to him would cause chaos. Bethany was known to be crazy and whoever respected themselves would steer clear off him so as not to attract rage. Logan was not happy seeing that she was being sexually assaulted by an uncouth individual. What he was doing to her, was unacceptable he totally forgot that he was being chased by security guards and did what any upright pers
As soon as the manager Henry finished those words, a resounding slap that left marks on his face could be heard. It turns out Logan had slapped him hard across his face, leaving everyone including Henry stunned by this move. The security guards wanted to really subdue him but the cold stares from Logan made them halt, they had no idea who he was but they didn't want to take risks so they remained transfixed. Logan, who didn't have time for this, immediately dialed Mr Damon's contact. “Damon, I ran into a situation at the company, I cannot get through the security, fix this ASAP.” He uttered and Damon replied; “It will be done in a second, young master.” Everyone was staring at Logan, some in awe others in pity as they felt he was just acting and would be thrown out of this company or worse arrested. Not long after, a group of people rushed into the office of the manager, and they were personally led by the CEO of Blue Net Group. Arnold Cage is a well known figure, he is one of
Although the directors and the representatives of Blue Net Group who had followed Arnold Cage were all puzzled by this sudden behaviour from the CEO, they immediately bowed to show their respect as well. Seeing this made everyone present shocked the most surprised individual was Sarah Palmer because this was his former colleague, someone who people mistreated and walked all over, a laughing stock back then, was being respected by the chief executive officer of Blue Net Group? She was beyond baffled. Everything was like a movie for her, it was like she was meeting him for the first time. Meanwhile, Henry Donald the manager was surprised by this, he had earlier framed Logan and now he was so uneasy seeing this. Everything was becoming strange to him, that he almost peed in his pants from fear. 'What is going on? How would Arnold Cage bow before him, who is this stranger? Could it be that he was not lying? Shit! I am in deep trouble.' Henry Donald thought. Logan then asked with a st
Some hours later, Logan clocked out of the company, he had learnt a lot about the company for one day and he needed to rest. He had no place of residence except living in a hotel room ever since his arrival from the Netherlands. So Arnold Cage the CEO of Blue Net Group provided a driver for him, not just any driver, a very beautiful and gorgeous lady who was very good at her job. “This is Sharon, she will be your driver from now henceforth.” “Good day, boss.” Sharon uttered, her hands behind her back, she looked like someone who was trained in the army, her professionalism was top notch. “Good day to you too Sharon, nice to meet you.” Logan uttered and she smiled, bowed and said; “If you will excuse me boss, I need to go get the car ready.” Logan only nodded and Sharon bowed and left. “May I ask why she is a woman and not a man?” Logan asked as he wasn't expecting such, the surprise look on his face says it all. He just wanted to just stay far away from women as he was still h
Troy Reece and Bethany were beyond shocked by this. 'What could possibly be happening. Why would anyone call him boss?’ Bethany thought. Bethany was not sure what was going on, this was her ex-husband, who worked and toiled for three years and during that time, he had not been given any position that would determine him having a subordinate of any kind, so why would someone of such beauty and composure call him boss? Lots of thoughts began ravaging in their minds as they stared at Logan and Sharon. Logan ignored their shocked gazes and walked into the luxurious mansion which was situated at the very top of the landscape. Initially, Troy and Bethany had been admiring that particular building but they couldn't dream or imagine of getting it as it was very much on the high end, in other words, expensive. So seeing Logan walk into the luxurious mansion was beyond shocking, they couldn't possibly believe he lives there. “I am sure he does not have any connections with that house, how
Even though he was somewhat tipsy, he was still able to control himself in front of Sharon and did not do anything which he wasn't supposed to do. “Sharon? Why are you here?” Logan asked sluggishly as his eyes were a little bit tired. “I just came back from Blue Net Group, Mr Arnold asked that I deliver this to you Asap. So here I am.” Sharon uttered holding a huge envelope. “Oh really, what is it?” Logan asked. “He said you will know, that it was your order and under no circumstances should I open it.” Sharon uttered. Logan then recalled he had earlier asked Arnold to find out something very important for him. His eyes immediately lit as he recalled and he quickly collected the envelop from her and opened it, he was eager to find out what they found on his wife's lover. He really wanted to know the person whom his wife was so smitten with that she chose him. Opening the envelop and looking at the details, he shook his head in dismay. He couldn't believe what it was saying; “
Alex stepped forward and uttered; “Then we split up.. .Sean and Miss Patricia will work on disabling the detonation from here. I and Logan, will go to the facility and stop whoever planted this.” Terrence nodded. “Fine. But if this is a trap, you’ll need backup and I will be there.” Logan grinned darkly; “I’ve got enough firepower to deal with anything he throws at us.” Alex and Logan arrived at the power hub in record time, the countdown ticking ever closer to zero. The facility was quiet, but the tension was suffocating. “They’re here,” Logan muttered, scanning the shadows. “William wouldn’t leave this unguarded of course.” As if on cue, gunfire erupted from the far end of the hall. Logan bent for cover, returning fire as masked operatives swarmed the area. ‘Council agents? They are here too? Did they sign up with William?’ Logan thought and uttered; “William’s pulling every string he has got, I believe he is working with Council Members.” Alex then reloaded his weapon,
Logan folded his arms, looking deep into his father's eyes, he then said, his tone skeptical; “And you believe that?” Patricia, seated beside Logan and didn't say anything. Damon Salvatore uttered; “William is not someone who relies solely on physical resources. His greatest weapon has always been his mind. If he’s saying he’s still a threat, we should take that seriously.” Sean, leaning against the wall, chimed in. “Sorry to say this but, I have been monitoring chatter from the Council. It’s been unusually quiet lately… too quiet.” “Well, keep an eye on them, the bone of contention here is William.” Damon Salvatore retorted. “Sorry sir, the thing is, if William has connections, they might be lying low, waiting for the right moment.” Sean said. Terrence slammed his hand on the table, his voice firm and stern; “Enough. I won’t let that snake dictate how we live our lives. We’ve fought wars on multiple fronts before now, so we can handle whatever is coming.” Patricia who has
Days later, while the Council were mourning and regrouping, Terrence Bentley decided to go see his brother William D'Cruz in prison. The air inside the prison was tense. Terrence Bentley walked through the dimly lit corridors, his shoes echoing as he walked gently and took one step at a time. The guards gave him curious looks but stepped aside as he passed, recognizing the power of authority he carried. Finally, he reached the holding cell where his supposed brother, William D'Cruz, sat slouched on a bench looking even more pathetic than the last time they met. The man who had once been a master manipulator and Terrence’s greatest rival was now a shadow of his former self, dressed in a gray jumpsuit, his face gaunt but his eyes burning with determination.. Terrence smirked as he approached, leaning casually against the bars. “Well, well, well,” Terrence Bentley uttered, his voice filled with mockery; “Look who finally got a taste of justice. I almost didn’t believe it when
At the hidden bunker, Logan paced about, his mind lost in thoughts as the others worked. Patricia was seated at a corner desk, looking over intercepted Council files, her brows furrowed with all concentration. She might not understand what was going on, as she wasn't a part of this from the beginning, but she was willing to put her smartness to work. Despite the chaos around her, she remained focused, her mind was analysing patterns in the Council’s movements. “I think I found something,” Patricia said, and continued; “They’ve activated something called ‘Protocol Obsidian’ I don't know what it is but I believe it's… not just an attack. It’s a systematic purge. Logan, they’re coming for anyone who’s ever stood with us.” Logan nodded and said; “I figured as much.” Sean looked up from his laptop, his fingers flying over the keyboard. “We’ve got movement, lots of it. Drones, troops, the whole nine yards. They’re closing in on us faster this time.” Terrence grabbed his
Before the team could finalize their plans, Sean’s laptop blared an alert. It was a red warning that flashed across the screen of his laptop: “Network breach detected.” “They’ve found us!” Sean yelled, his fingers flying over the keyboard. Suddenly, the farmhouse windows shattered as drones swooped in, their blades slicing the air. Gunfire erupted outside as Council operatives descended in waves. “Move!” Logan shouted, grabbing Patricia’s hand. Terrence and Sean covered their escape, firing at the advancing operatives. “Go! We’ll hold them off!” Terrence barked. Thankfully, Alex the mercenary was still around so he had to protect Terrence who was able to get out of there in one piece. Logan pulled Patricia through the back door, weaving through the trees as bullets whizzed and fly past them. The roar of an approaching helicopter grew louder as it gets closer to them, its spotlight was sweeping the forest ever so ferociously. “They’re everywhere!” Patricia gasped for brea
“Logan Bentley, well, he and his father who was supposed to be our ally continues to defy every expectations. Not only did they rescue Patricia Howard, but also managed to leave a facility we designed to be inescapable, they left it alive and without so much as a scratch. Yet our building fell again, that is totally not acceptable.” The woman in the sharp suit, known only as Wren, crossed her arms and leaned against the table. “The young Bentley is a problem indeed but then the bigger issue is that others are starting to believe the Council can be challenged.” Knox turned his gaze to her, he uttered; “And what would you propose, dear Wren? You failed to keep Patricia Howard under your supervision. I trust you won’t fail again.” Wren straightened, and said, “Bentley’s recklessness is his greatest weakness. He’s predictable, emotional. He’ll always prioritize his loved ones over strategy. That’s how we’ll break him.” Another Council member, a muscular man uttered; “We’ve already
Sean pointed to a live feed on the central monitor. The image was a little blurred but it was unmistakably, Patricia Howard, Logan's last shot at love. She was bound to a chair, her head slumped forward. She was out cold and blood was gushing out of her forehead, she must have put on a lot of resistance. The background was a white room room around it were flickering fluorescent lights, thus, it was hard to decipher where she was in. “They took her,” Sean said, his voice tight with controlled fury, he added; “The Council is retaliating, their plan is to hit us where it hurts.” Logan’s blood ran cold as he stared at the screen. His hands were curled into fists to the point that his nails were digging hard into his palms. “Where is she?” Logan demanded, his voice low and dangerous. Sean pulled up a map, highlighting a remote facility deep in the mountains. “Satellite intel puts her here. It’s heavily guarded—Council operatives, drones, and likely traps. They want us to come for h
Logan was quite hot headed and an idea popped into his head and he wanted to see someone in the council, someone high enough he needed to stop playing games with them. He walked towards one of the supposed Council backups and stated sternly. “Hey you, I need to speak to your director right now.” The agent hesitated and surprised that the person they were chasing would come out to the open. And since there were other people who weren't from the council members present at the scene, there was nothing he could do but say; “The Director is currently en route to another operation… she..” “I don’t care where she is,” Logan snapped, his tone brooking no argument. “Tell her it’s about Project Solace, I am sure she’ll listen.” The agent nodded reluctantly, pulling out a secure comm device. As he relayed the message, Logan felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Terrence. His voice was low, almost a whisper. “You think Haynes is clean? This is a dangerous move.” “I don’t know if she is c
It was the figure of a man, who was staring at his screen attentively, as his face illuminated the glow of the screens. Each of the monitors displayed a different angle of the now-destroyed facility, he was very much upset. On one of the screens, this man zoomed in and saw his enemies, Logan and his team as they retreated, they were barely visible due to the fire burning and the smoke. He was wearing a suit and a silver ring engraved with a strange symbol, he smirked at the sight of this. His cold, calculating eyes didn’t waver as he sipped from a glass of Hennessy. “Impressive, I must say,” he muttered to himself, spinning the glass lazily. “Logan's resilience is… is irritating, but commendable. And Terrence, oh, Terrence, just so predictable… Always predictable as always.” He pressed a button on his desk, just then a beep followed, and the voice of an assistant responded instantly. “Yes, sir?” “Deploy Unit Seven. I want Logan tracked. Leave him enough rope to play