"You… you," Stella was unable to make up a single statement, she could not believe how much his touch and their intimacy had made her lose control over everything else."I would have loved to throw this out of the window also but … uhm, it's a gun, so nope, by the way, is there any other tool I'm yet to take from your hand bag? You can use that if there is any." Tristan mocked her, and he couldn't help but laugh at the expression of shock on her face. "You are a monster, I can truly see why they haven't gotten to you yet after every attempt to do so," She mumbled with a frown, her hands itched to slap Tristan across the face, but she held back because she knew that she'll easily be overpowered."They had so many chances, but they blew it!" Tristan added with a smirk."I feel so ashamed _" You should be," Tristan chipped in, " Now to enjoy the ride home," Tristan chuckled and sat back with a fulfilling smile. / Objective 2 accomplished!/Stella found herself
After the interrogative session with Stella, Tristan was rather disappointed, only because Stella had no idea who the "big boss" was, but she gave him minor details that were helpful to him.That information was hard to get as Stella proved stubborn. Tristan intended not to hurt her, but she asked for it by constantly avoiding each question that she was asked. When she could no longer take the abuse, Stella opened up about the things she knew about the stone and who sent it. He called Stephen and they both sat outside behind the building in a sitting area near the swimming pool."Did you succeed today?" Tristan started the conversation and opened up the bottle of alcoholic wine to fill his glass."I followed them. Yes, they don't have a significant base in the state, they just keep moving from one point to another. At least that's what I'm tasked with doing, following them until I find their base." Stephen replied with a long sigh."I know where their base is," Tristan uttered and St
"Wait!" Tristan exclaimed,"You mean, after my next task, I'm done with everything?" He asked, with an expression of surprise./ Yes, that's right/"And what happens after that?" Tristan asked, to confirm what he had in mind./ You know already master, you'll no longer have the Role-play system, you'll be able to do everything on your own. If you complete the next task then you have mastered your fate, you know how to deal with competitors and threats/"But you said from the beginning that you'll not leave unless I die, or fail multiple tasks in a row," Tristan recalled the system's statement. It's been only a few months but Tristan couldn't imagine his life without the system./ I did, but that was so you wouldn't have any expectations, you were meant to believe that you are stuck with me forever, and you were meant to be, but you've completed every task and have gained full control of your fate. I believe that you can handle things from here without the help of the system/Tristan c
3 a.m. the next morning Tristan's eyes opened up with an expression of shock as if he had a bad dream, but that wasn't the case. He was shocked because he couldn't believe he had fallen asleep and probably missed the chance he had to gain access to the complex.He sat up briskly and laid his back on the bed frame. He yawned and stretched before asking the system to show him where the drone was.The screen lit up connecting Tristan to what the drone was seeing. It was so dark that Tristan began to wonder if the drone was knocked out and thrown into a waste bin."Where is it?" He asked./The drone is in a dark room, initiate the heat visions… 10 exp points… proceed yes/no/"Yeah, sure, go ahead." He said./-10 exp points//Processing//Complete/The screen lit up in the dark room, and when the drone turned around in all directions, Tristan realized that it had gone through the employee's only door."Good," he muttered, He directed the drone forward, away from the entrance. Tristan cou
"Hello Mr Briggs?" He picked up the call."Good day Mr Coleman, how are you doing today?" Detective Briggs asked with a rather sour tone."Good, is everything alright detective?" He asked, judging by that tone, he knew that something was wrong."Well Mr. Coleman, before I get to the heartbreaking news, we followed up on Marie's report, the men who were keeping an eye on her that she had reported weren't any of our policemen." Detective Briggs started. "They are one of those working for the man after you, we have told Maire to move and have given her a safe place to live for now, she's very afraid though, knowing that her life is at risk, and with Mr. Wilson death, she feared that she might be the next to die.""Hold on Mr Briggs," Tristan cut him off." Mr John Wilson is dead?" He asked to clarify that the wax in his ear was making him hear things differently." Hmm, that's the heartbreaking news sir, Mr John Wilson was shot yesterday on his way to a meeting at the conference hall, ac
"Is it just me, or is it weird that this place is called Sky Mall? Just like the hotel?" Tristan asked no one in particular as he stared at the building in front of him. As he stepped out of the car in a long jacket suitable for the weather, a hat, and a nose mask, Tristan looked like a figure from the '90s going into a mall for who knows what?As he stepped inside the busy mall, his eyes scanned the arena for all the security cameras that he had seen in the sketch sent to him from the drone and he smirked.The mall was even bigger on the inside, and it was easy for customers to get stranded looking for one item inside if not for the banners that showed the location of each item section."Is there something you are looking for sir!" A saleswoman approached Tristan, most times they were at the mall to persuade customers into buying an item, while sometimes they assisted in directing."Yes," Tristan replied."I need you to do something for me, I'm shopping alone today b
Tristan ordered another bottle of wine, while he sat down to continue listening. The talk about John Wilson's death kept on hitting him differently each time he thought about it.____"Once we get to Florida, you'll know what to do, you have the plans don't you?""I do, and I have gone through every phase.""Good, now that everyone knows what to do, will have to hurry, Tristan Coleman is no longer as easy to deal with as before. He seems smarter than a normal human being and I do not doubt that he's working with the agency to keep himself safe. Today, I'll finally know what he looks like.""I wonder though," the other man spoke up,"Why does the boss want Tristan so bad?"_____After hearing that question Tristan was all ears, he wanted to see and know if there were any reason for one man to want his life, but the response he got was rather disappointing._____" You and I don't even know who the boss is, we only know that he exists somewhere through Fred, so how do you expect me to k
As all eyes stared in his direction and Tristan's heart skipped a beat for a second. For a second he almost forgot that he was with someone else's face."Hey Bryan, are you alright? You look tense?" One of them asked him.Tristan wondered what they were doing on the computer, each one had a device in front of them and seemed to be on a very important job."Yeah, I'm good," Tristan replied and walked towards a vacant seat at the far end of the room. He believed that Bryan occupied it since it was the only vacant spot."You should be leaving for Florida soon, the flight had been arranged and everything had been sorted out. Also, we have all created a bank account with fake IDs to send all the money into."Tristan was rather clueless about what the man was talking about, but he only nodded his head and sat down in front of the computer.He immediately saw the locker that was spoken of and it had a fingerprint sensor. Tristan placed his index finger on the sensor and hoped it worked. Fort