As the remnants of the turbulent board meeting exited one after the other, Logan turned to Sam with a puzzled expression. "Why are you so insistent on making me the CEO, Sam? I'm not even Mr. Clarkson's son."Sam, turned to him, his facade cracking as he replied with a hint of frustration, "Not you too Logan. This is not just about you. We had an agreement and you can't back out now."Logan, now thoroughly confused, questioned Sam's motives as he asked further saying, "Agreement or not, the council doesn't like me. What do you want me to do, force them to accept me?"Sam, with a chilling determination, leaned in and whispered, "No, Logan. We have to eliminate the council."Logan's eyes widened in shock. "Eliminate? Are you suggesting we kill them?"Sam nodded in response but Logan quickly retorted. "Sam, that's not right. We can find another way, maybe bribe them or something."Sam, however, remained resolute. "These men won't take bribes Logan. Do you have any idea how much they've m
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the park, Logan's phone buzzed with Baton's call. As Logan picked up, Baton's voice crackled through the phone."Logan, I need a favor."Confused but curious, Logan replied saying, "Sure, what's up?"Baton instructed, "I need you to call Sam and tell him that you need to meet face to face. If he asks why, just say it's something we can't discuss over the phone." Perplexed, Logan questioned further, "Why can't we talk about it over the phone?"But Baton cryptically responded, "Trust me, it's better this way. Just keep him busy and away from his usual routine."With a shrug and a lingering sense of uncertainty, Logan agreed as Baton hung up quickly, he dialed Sam's number, emphasizing the need for discretion. "Hey, Sam, we should meet up. There's something important we need to discuss, face to face."Sam, taken aback, responded, "What's so urgent that we can't talk about it now?"Logan, echoing Baton's words, replied, "I
Hunter's voice crackled through the phone, filled with a mix of surprise and familiarity. "Sam! I didn't think I'd hear from you again. What's up?"Sam leaned against his car, a sly smile on his face. "I'm putting together a team, Hunter. A team for a job. I need people I can trust."Hunter's curiosity piqued. "A job, huh? You know I'm always in. What's the plan?"Sam briefly explained the situation, emphasizing the need for discretion and loyalty. "I'll send you some details. Keep in touch, Hunter. We're going to need each other."As the calls continued, Sam reached out to other familiar faces from his past, assembling a network of skilled individuals with a history in the shadows. Amidst the calls, he dialed Baton's number, a contact from his mercenary days."Who's this?" Baton's voice came through, feigning ignorance.Sam sighed, recognizing the game Baton was playing. "Cut the act, Baton. It's Sam, how can you lose my number after our friendship all these years?"Baton chuckled on
Logan's grandfather, puzzled by the sudden inquiry, asked, "What is it you want to figure out about Sam?"Logan, searching for answers, explained, "There are things about Sam that I don't know, and I'm on the verge of discovering them."Confused and a bit upset, his grandfather pressed, "What's the issue, Logan? Sam has been nothing but loyal. He even put in a tremendous effort to find you."Logan, genuinely surprised, shot back saying, "What do you mean, find me? How much effort are we talking about?"His grandfather sighed, "When you were missing, no orphanage could provide information. Sam put in a lot of money to track you down. He went to great lengths, even risking himself to find you. He was the one who informed me about your whereabouts in the end."Logan, still processing the revelation, asked in disbelief, "Are you sure about this?"His grandfather nodded, listing the efforts Sam had made. "He checked various places, followed leads, and even considered making samples. The ri
Baton, after hearing Logan's plan, reluctantly agreed to take him to see Mr. Patrick. They arrived at the prison where Mr. Patrick was confined, his hands bound in heavy chains. As Logan approached, Mr. Patrick, his eyes sharp and sarcastic, remarked, "Well, well, look who we have here. He looks just like him."Logan, not one to be easily baited, responded calmly, "Just like my father, right?"Mr. Patrick, amused, questioned, "So, you know your father now?"Logan didn't hesitate, replying. "Yes, I know him. Tell me what happened at the factory all those years ago."Mr. Patrick, still restrained by chains, raised an eyebrow. "Why would I tell you, Logan?"Logan leaned in, determined, "Because you're the only one who can give me the information I need. The truth about what my father did and what Sam is up to."Mr. Patrick scoffed, responding "Why should I believe you? How do I know you won't kill me the moment I tell you what you want to hear?"Logan, holding eye contact, promised, "I g
As Logan and Mr. Patrick discussed their plan in the confines of the prison, Logan proposed to him saying, "Mr. Patrick, I'm ready to help you leave the country, but you need to play along with our plan. There's no time to waste."Mr. Patrick, still contemplating the risks, responded cautiously, "I need time to think about it, Logan. This is not a decision to be made lightly."Logan, understanding the urgency, reminded him saying, "Time is not on our side, Mr. Patrick. You have no other option. Baton could eliminate you at any moment if you don't agree. If I were in your shoes, I'd take this chance."Mr. Patrick, grappling with the gravity of the situation, questioned Logan again saying, "How do I know I can trust your words, Logan? My guts warn me that you'd betray me."Logan, with a hint of urgency, asserted in response, "You have no option but to trust me Mr Patrick. Baton would kill you if you resist, and if you were to comply, Baton would have no reason to harm you. Your safety i
Sam, visibly agitated, retorted, "Do you have any idea what you've ruined for me?"Mr. Patrick, still playing his role, asked with apparent concern, "What happened, Sam? Tell me."Sam's frustration grew as he questioned Mr. Patrick about the recent events. "Where were you all along. How can you disappear at the very moment I needed you the most."In response, Mr Patrick shot back saying, "Can't you see the injury patches on my face Sam? Do you know where I've been all these while?" he snapped. "Do you think I went on a vacation or something?"Sam, calming himself then responded saying, "I noticed, Patrick. What happened to you?"Mr Patrick, slightly calming down, explained, "I was kidnapped. But don't worry, we'll find out who did it soon."Sam, pretending to be surprised, added in response, "Kidnapped? That's terrible. I had no idea. Who's responsible."Mr Patrick took a moment before replying, lying that he didn't know although he was tempted to expose Logan.Seizing the opportunity
After Logan's conversation with Sam, he quickly dialed Baton, eager to share the latest developments. "I don't know what Sam is up to Baton," Logan confessed, expressing his uncertainty about Sam's intentions. "But Sam is pushing for the murder of the board members. He reminded me to get ready, urging that I get ready."Baton, a voice of reason in Logan's tumultuous journey, reassured him in response saying, "I don't think Baton would do anything without informing you about it Logan. We also have your friend Mr Patrick to give us other information."Just as the conversation with Baton concluded, Logan's phone buzzed again, and this time it was Mr. Patrick calling. "Speak of the devil," Logan muttered to himself before answering the call.Mr. Patrick's voice carried a note of urgency as he informed Logan that he was under severe surveillance. "I have to keep a low profile for now Logan. I am being watched from every corner so I think you'd be getting your answers late." Mr. Patrick exp