In his spacious office, James Rolling sat behind a large wooden desk, which looked more grand than usual. The soft light from the desk lamp shone on a pile of documents and newspapers scattered across the desk. The walls around him were adorned with family photos and certificates of achievement, which now seemed like relics of a distant past.On the television screen mounted in the corner of the room, the latest news about Alex Hughes was scrolling rapidly. Every news channel seemed to be competing to provide the most prominent coverage of Alex’s resurgence. James stared blankly, feeling each word spoken by the newsreader as a sharp knife piercing his heart. Alex, once considered a political adversary and thought to be defeated in the power struggle, now seemed to be rising with even greater strength."Alex Hughes," the television announced with enthusiasm, "has recently received a warm welcome from the public following a series of captivating social visits. The public support he has
As the election drew nearer, and time continued to crawl, The Oracle felt the need to gather all of their allies to plan the final steps. That night, the luxurious Japanese restaurant, which had become their secret meeting place, was aglow with soft lighting and an elegant atmosphere. The restaurant was known for its distinctive interior, with elegant wooden panels, red lanterns, and smooth cypress wood tabletops. The aroma of sushi and other Japanese dishes filled the air, creating a tranquil yet attentive ambiance behind the actual bustle.Outside the restaurant, chauffeurs and aides waited patiently in their luxury cars. Meanwhile, inside, The Oracle sat at the main table, surrounded by seats for their allies. The table was covered with a variety of delicious Japanese dishes, ranging from fresh sashimi to crispy tempura. The Oracle, with unshakable calm, surveyed the room before welcoming the guests.Rodrigo, representing Eagle Eye, arrived early. He appeared serious and tense, ful
A few hours before the meeting began, Aiden, in disguise, had already taken action.Aiden stood outside the elegant Japanese restaurant with a calm confidence. The night was quite cold, with a gentle breeze blowing through the streets illuminated by dim streetlights. The restaurant, with its elegant facade and gleaming signage, appeared to be an ideal location for such a secretive gathering.As a valet, Aiden wore a simple yet professional uniform—a black jacket with a small logo on the chest and a dark cap that partially obscured his face. All of this was part of the meticulous disguise he had planned. Disguising himself as the chief's aide had helped him gain access to the parking area, and now he had to perform his role as a valet flawlessly.Since arriving at the area, Aiden had incapacitated one of the original valets who happened to be at the scene. With speed and precision, he had removed the man and hidden him safely, then taken over his position. Now, Aiden stood with a relax
Nate and his team were at their headquarters, seated around a large table cluttered with documents and glowing laptops. The atmosphere in the room was extremely serious, with each team member working hard to dig up as much information as possible about the guests present in the secret meeting video. All eyes were focused on a large screen displaying images from the video.Rachel, who was in charge of information retrieval, typed quickly on her laptop. “I’ve identified several of the business leaders and officials who attended the meeting,” she said, showing the screen to Nate and the others. “Most of them are prominent figures in the London business and political worlds.”Nate reviewed the names and profiles appearing on the screen. Some faces looked familiar, while others were high-profile names in politics and business that they had not directly encountered before. Although they managed to identify most of the guests, one person remained a mystery—the elderly man Nate believed to be
In a room located in the corner of the headquarters, Rachel sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at a photo frame on the bedside table. In the photo, she and Elias smiled happily, as if there was nothing in the world that could disturb their peace. The surroundings seemed insignificant compared to the memories held within that picture.Rachel gently stroked the wooden frame, feeling its texture under her fingers. Memories from the past flooded her mind, bringing back moments when they both felt that nothing could ruin their happiness. Every laugh, every joke, and every simple moment they spent together now felt like a beautiful dream, hard to grasp.Rachel closed her eyes for a moment, trying to calm herself. She thought about how Elias had become an important part of her life. They had gone through so much together, from daily challenges to dangerous situations. In every battle, Elias had always been by her side, providing the support and strength that meant so much to her. Now, with E
Two weeks before the election, London witnessed the increasingly intense campaign of Alex Hughes. Cars adorned with prominent campaign logos and large banners featuring Alex's face decorated the city's main streets. Every day, Alex visited various areas in London, attending public events, and delivering passionate speeches.That morning, the sun shone brightly over London, and the streets were bustling with activity. Alex, dressed in a formal suit and wearing a broad smile, began the day with a visit to a busy local market in East End. There, he spoke with the locals, listened to their complaints, and promised to improve their economic conditions if elected. Hundreds of people gathered, most of them enthusiastically welcoming the presence of their prospective leader."I understand how difficult life is here," Alex said with a voice full of passion. "If I'm elected, I will ensure that we prioritize the local economy and create more job opportunities. Every vote you cast is a vote for a
In a quiet and secluded hideout, the atmosphere starkly contrasted with the chaos engulfing the city of London. Elizabeth, sitting in a comfortable yet modest living room, anxiously surveyed her surroundings. Lena, who had been assigned to guard Elizabeth and James’ two children, stood near the door, appearing calm yet vigilant.Elizabeth took a deep breath and stood up, her face showing strong determination. "Lena, I must return to London. James needs me by his side now more than ever."Lena, whose task was to ensure the safety of Elizabeth and her children, looked at her with deep concern. "Elizabeth, the situation out there is extremely dangerous. You know the risks that James and our team are facing. Your presence in London could worsen the situation."With a resolute gaze, Elizabeth replied, "I understand the risks, Lena. But James is going through tough times, and he needs to feel supported by those closest to him. I can't just sit here while he fights alone."Lena tried to expl
James sat in his office chair, staring blankly out the window overlooking the city of London. His mind was in turmoil, and his chest felt tight. The news of Elizabeth's kidnapping had shaken his entire life. On one hand, he was a politician who needed to remain calm and composed in front of the public, but on the other, he was a husband devastated by the knowledge that his wife was in the hands of the enemy.James tried to focus on his work, but every time he picked up a pen or opened a file on his desk, his thoughts drifted back to Elizabeth. The image of Elizabeth, trapped and helpless, weighed heavily on his heart. He knew very well that Elizabeth was everything to him, and without her presence, James felt lost.The phone on James' desk rang, snapping him out of his thoughts. He picked up the phone with trembling hands. Nate's voice came through, filled with urgency and a hint of concern."We've got more information about Elizabeth's location," Nate said without preamble. "But we n