Antonio dragged a chair as he sat beside King Khaled, wearing a calm expression.Alone in the theatre room with no feeling of urgency, Antonio couldn't help but snicker, remembering how he had impersonated Dr khan's identity.On the previous night, he had read almost everything that had to do with his subject. From when he left the house to what he ate or drank in the hospital, even the basic things like his likes and dislikes, or familial relationships.From the data, Antonio found out that Dr Khan would take a cup of coffee every time he went to the hospital before starting his usual routine.And it was this same coffee that set as a keystone for Antonio's plan. With a little tweak, he found a way to add a moderate dose of a diuretic, an agent that stimulated one's need to use the bathroom.Afterwards, Antonio filled the bathroom with the same gaseous sedative that he used on the nurses.A few moments after Dr khan entered the bathroom, inhaling the odourless sedative, his consciou
''What do you really want?'' The question repeated itself in Antonio's head as his expression turned solemn, void of the previous playfulness.''I need access to your national database,'' Antonio uttered in a clear tone.Immediately after his words, King Khaled's eyes widened, leaving his jaw hanging.''Are you kidding me?'' he blurted out, his tone rippling with a myriad of emotions.''You want me to hand over the access to the country's national database?''''In exchange for the end of this coup, in your favour of course.'' Antonio chided in.''NO!'' King Khaled shook his head, replying in a firm tone.''You Dynasties are mere bullies, you think you can just walk in here and use my fatherland's situation against me?'' King Khaled spat out in fury.''Well, you may pretend as though you didn't know about it, but we all know that you're going to lose this war sooner or later.'' Antonio retorted in a calm voice.''While the other two contenders are busy borrowing foreign powers, you're
Elvie's solemn gaze swept across her laptop screen as her fingers sent multiple commands all at once. With a final click, she released a long breath, gulping a mouthful of hot coffee.1%… 25%… 75%…The file she was trying to download kept processing, her heartbeat spiking with every moment that passed. With permission from King Khaled to access the national database, she had been able to circumvent Omar's security, and all she needed to do was wait and complete the file download.…100%Download Successful''Yes.'' Elvie clenched her fist, opening the file.Her eyes narrowed as she gazed through her thin eyeglass, going through the content of the file.The more she went through the content of the file, the more her eyes contorted.'This prick,' she cursed with a twisted expression.Clicking a button on her keyboard, she forwarded the file straight to Antonio.***Antonio's head rested on the soft pillow, his eyes closed as he exchanged deep breaths.Ding!His eyes snapped open, heari
The States presidential villa.Caleb's eyes narrowed, his mouth puffing heavy tobacco smoke.Releasing a long breath, his eyes looked into the person before him with an intent gaze.''That bastard… what does he take himself for?'' He squinted his eyes.''So what if he's the new lord of a Dynasty?'' He smirked.Upon hearing Caleb's statement, the figure present with him in the room remained silent, his eyes dangerously calm, clad in a black long coat and a hat of matching colour.His palms were hidden in black gloves, along with the dark leather boots equipped with knives and other artilleries.Caleb had many thoughts flashing through his head, as he came up with different plans which he could use to get back at Antonio.He had spoken with his grandfather, immediately after the dinner some days back. And the revelation from his grandfather caught him off guard.''Boy, he's no longer a nobody or an easy target that you can't bite back because of some little inconvenience… let him be!''
A gunshot rang across the mansion where John and his men stayed, plunging everywhere into chaos.The alarm wouldn't stop ringing, with a red light flashing across the fortified mansion.John had gathered some of his men in the master room, while sending others to strategic places across the building.''Have you identified the intruder?'' He asked, his face contorting with raging emotions.In his right hand was a long riffle, while his black, leather belt had two handguns attached to it.''Not yet, boss.'' A young man in a plain black t-shirt mumbled, his eyes glued to the computer before him.His sweaty palms blitzed across the keyboards, sending dozens of commands all at once, but regardless of what he did, he couldn't retrieve their initial cyber control of the house.''You can't even take back the control of what's yours, such worthlessness.'' John smacked his lips in annoyance.''Everyone, spread out!'' John commanded, cocking his gun.''I've informed the leader that we're under a
''See? Just promise me to let me go, even if you want our leader's head, I'll do that.'' John dropped his gun, revealing a broken smile.Seeing the sudden turn of events, Kateb's widened eyes transitioned to a deep frown. His grip on his firearm lessened, his hands moving downwards.His men too lowered their arms, ready to listen to what John had to say.Looking at the scene before him, John couldn't help but smirk inwardly as he proceeded to press a hidden button on his jacket, close to his ribcage.Others might not know, but his vest was bulletproof, and he just had to guard his head in the fleeting moment of his escape, and the smoke screen he was about to trigger would give him that opportunity.However, just when his arm neared his ribcage, having an inch separating them, John froze.Bang!Bang!Kateb fired twice, blasting John's groin, making blood splatter everywhere followed by battered visceral.The look on John froze, his eyes closing forever before falling to the floor with
''Hey, just give me a little time to investigate further,'' Omar spoke into the phone with a twisted expression.''Did you just say that I should give you more time to investigate? After wasting all my men… honestly, I expected a better line than this.'' an aged voice filled with fury bellowed, making Omar shift the phone away from his ear.The man was no one other than the boss of the Rhino gang, Moses Tom, the leader whom John spoke about.''See, I've got no idea who the assailants were, but trust me they would soon be apprehended.'' Omar pleaded in a reassuring tone.''No, I'm done here.''Beep!The call ended, as Moses Tom hung up on Omar, leaving the latter with a dark expression.''This mad man.'' Omar cursed, switching back to his local dialect as he smashed his phone to the ground.Grabbing the telephone on his desk, he called a number. ''Tell me you've caught them and they're already begging for hell in exchange for the torture.'' His voice penetrated the mind of the figure o
''Why is he calling me, now, of all time?'' Omar frowned, seeing Antonio's number pop up on his screen.He waited for a brief second, hearing the phone ring, before he eventually picked up.Ahem!Clearing his throat, he forced a crooked smile, revising what he could and couldn't say.''Hey, young friend, it's been centuries he-he.'' Omar let out boisterous laughter immediately after he picked up the call.However, he didn't hear the expected voice of Antonio, not even a whisper.''Hello?'' Omar mumbled, his eyes raised.''O-old fellow.'' A weak voice, almost out of breath came out of Omar's phone, which made his face contort.''Antonio?'' He asked. ''What's wrong?''''I-I'll text you the de-'' The call ended halfway through Antonio's words, which made Omar feel a sense of discomfort and foreboding.He didn't call back, though, from the brief exchange they had just now, he could tell that Antonio was most probably in a deep mess. It would be better if he texted him as he said.'Hopefu