Logan stepped into the boutique Sam had mentioned, the scent of new fabrics enveloping him. He browsed through the racks, searching for an outfit that would be best suited for the occasion he was about to attend.Finding a charcoal gray suit that caught his eye, Logan plucked it from the hanger and examined it. Satisfied with his choice, he headed towards the changing rooms. He figured the suit fit well, so he went to the cashier to pay up.Approaching the cashier, a young woman with a friendly smile, Logan offered to pay. "I'd like to settle this, please."The cashier glanced at him, a hint of recognition in her eyes. Instead of taking the money, she motioned to a colleague nearby. "Ben, come here. You've got to see this."Ben, a tall guy with a chill vibe, casually strolled over. His eyes widened as he took in Logan's appearance. "Whoa, he really, really does look like him."Logan raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "Look like who?"The cashier grinned, exchanging a knowing glance with Ben.
"Nice one, Sam," and similar sentences echoed from the board members in response to Sam's reply.Logan, on his way home, sensed a particular vehicle tailing him, even after he boarded a taxi. As he settled inside, his phone buzzed, and Baton's name appeared on the screen.Logan answered, "Hey, Baton, what's up?"Baton greeted, "Not much, Logan. Just thought I'd let you know, got a lead on something. Swing by my place when you can."Logan sighed in response, "Can't do that right now, Baton. I think I'm being followed."Baton chuckled, "You? Followed? I'm pretty she you can handle it, Logan. My boys and i were pros and yet you handled us like we weren't a threat. You got this.""I'm not sure about this, Baton," Logan replied.But Baton laughed suddenly, "Come on, man, be your own hero. I'll be waiting for ya."Baton hung up quickly, before Logan could utter his next sentence. Determined, he motivated himself quickly. "I can handle this," he muttered, instructing the cab driver to drop hi
Baton explained, "There's something bigger going on, and I need to get information from him. He's not in the loop, but he's connected to people who are. We need to act before whatever they're planning unfolds."Logan hesitated, processing the gravity of the situation. "Kidnapping my grandpa doesn't sound right Baton. Isn't there another way to get the information?"Baton shook his head. "No time, Logan. This is our best shot. I wouldn't ask if it weren't necessary."As Logan failed to respond, Baton leaned in, his eyes intense. "Logan, if you really want to hit back at these folks, listen to me. I won't hurt your grandpa. Plans will be made, and I'll do my best to keep the old man safe while we figure out what's going on."Logan squinted at Baton suspiciously. "Why would you do that? Are you trying to trick me into letting you hurt my grandpa?"Baton shook his head, sighing. "No tricks, Logan. I'm not out to hurt anyone. If I wanted that, I could have bombed the hospital a long time a
Logan, still feeling the strain of his injuries, grumbled, "Fine, I'll get the damn money, but I'm not giving you my card and pin. I'll make a transfer."But Baton, leaning against the wall, raised an eyebrow. "Trust issues, Logan?"Logan shot back, "You're not exactly Mr. Trustworthy, Baton."Baton chuckled, "Fair enough. But if we're gonna work together, we need some trust here. Besides, if I wanted to swindle you, I could've done it when you were unconscious."Logan, crossing his arms, retorted, "Can't trust a criminal Baton."Bit Baton smirked, "We're all criminals here, Logan. But I get it. You still need some convincing."Logan hesitated but eventually sighed, "Fine. Take the damn card, the pin is 4020."Baton nodded responding, "Deal."Later in the day, a guy dressed as a pizza delivery man showed up at the compound. Logan's new bodyguards, T-bone and Pete, intercepted him. "We didn't order pizza," T-bone growled. "Get lost already."The pizza man, trying to persuade them, resp
As Logan managed to board a taxi, the sunlight outside intensified, making his head spin. Despite the discomfort, he dialed Sam's number, who directed him to the ward where his grandfather was supposed to be kept. Upon arrival, Logan found Sam seated, looking genuinely glad to see him. Sam urged him to seat, and Logan, almost ready to complain again, played along, feigning surprise at the situation."How could he be kidnapped if you had security watching over him Sam?"Sam, on the verge of yelling at Logan, snapped, "Stop acting like you're his grandson! Okay? The test results confirmed it – you're not."Logan, maintaining his act, replied, "Okay, the test results confirmed it and I was never interested in the family. But how can our plan work without Mr Clarkson? Besides, I don't want to die in poverty."Sam, somewhat relieved, assured Logan, "Relax. The security team will be back shortly. We'll check the CCTV footage, and everything will make sense."True to Sam's words, the securit
Logan, playing along with Sam, casually inquired, "So, who are these board members you're talking about?"Sam assured him saying, "Don't worry, Logan. I'll send you their pictures and all the details. Just relax."After ending the call with Sam, Logan promptly dialed Baton's line, sharing the latest development. Baton, always one step ahead, advised him to send the information once he received it and as they concluded the call, Sam delivered a set of photos of the board members he mentioned earlier and a text message below, urging Logan to memorize their faces.Logan wasted no time and forwarded the pictures to Baton, hoping for any insights he might have. Shortly after, Baton called him back, emphasizing the importance of staying informed. "You see, Logan, this is why you should keep me posted. These are the neutral members from the board who are likely to oppose Mr. Patrick. From the look of this, it seems like Sam and Mr. Patrick are working together."Logan, processing the informa
In Baton's makeshift headquarters, Logan confronted Baton's goon, seeking Baton's whereabouts."Where's Baton?" He asked as the young man responded saying, "Follow me, he's in the computer room."The goon guided him to a room filled with computers, where Baton and two other guys where engrossed in the operation."What's going on here, Baton?" Logan asked as Baton swiftly responded."Keep your voice down Logan. Follow me."As they headed out of the room, Logan inquired about Baton's intentions and plans.Baton responded saying, "those dudes are tracing Mr. Patrick's phone. So I couldn't afford you to distract them."Logan was about to reply when Gregg approached, notifying Baton that the prodigy had already hacked it. The team regrouped, and the Indian hacking expert shared that Mr. Peterson had just ordered pizza nearby – an ideal opportunity for Baton to strike. Baton agreed, as he explained their plan to Logan mentioning that they would infiltrate in disguise as delivery personnel,
Baton, along with his goons, cruised through the daytime streets, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Their destination was the restaurant where Mr. Patrick, the suspected puppet master, had ordered from. As they neared, the tension inside the vehicle escalated."What if the main delivery guy has already gone? We're screwed," one of Baton's colleagues voiced the shared concern.Baton shot a determined look. "We'll have to hope he hasn't. Stay focused, everyone."Moments later, a young man emerged from the restaurant, securing his delivery bag over his shoulder. Baton and his crew observed intently, hoping he was the right guy. The vehicle quietly followed him, maintaining a discreet distance, navigating the streets under the glaring daylight.The short ride ended at a nondescript building. As the young man exited his bike, Baton and his crew swiftly exited their vehicle, positioning themselves strategically. The delivery guy now headed to the building, now with a box in hand, ready