Nearly a dozen cops walked into the room with their guns pointed in all directions, they saw all the men on the ground except Tristan who was only on his knee."What the hell?" He mumbled,"They truly had to come after I'm done fighting? These fools have no shame."/Your task is yet to be completed master, there is still one more target out there trying to leave the bank now, capture him fast!/Tristan got that information and stood up immediately, the cops assumed that he was in on the crime too judging by the mask he was putting on, so one of them yelled at him to stop where he was and raise his hand above his head.Tristan looked at the timer while he obeyed, he had forty minutes left which was a good time, but the fact that his last target was about to leave the bank caused him to feel uneasy, and with numerous police officers in the way, running would have to be a very well calculated attempt."Don't shoot me, I'm the security man in charge of this place, I came in after them and
Carl raised his head as the door to the room opened up, he was expecting to see the same man who had kidnapped him the previous day, but instead, it was the real Tristan Coleman, alongside Detective Briggs."Haha," he laughed, "You finally came by yourself, I thought you were going to send one of your men again since you are such a wimp, Tristan Coleman.""Shut... The... Hell... Up!" Tristan walked towards Carl who was tied to the chair."You know, you are just as stupid as your brother was..."Don't talk about my brother you murderer!' Carl snapped but Tristan silenced him with a slap on the face."Quite funny that someone who has killed more people in one day than I have killed my entire life calls me a murderer." Tristan laughed and turned to Detective Briggs who joined in."I'm not here for chitchat," Tristan continued with a straight face."I'll make it simple and ask you, who is after my life and in possession of the Triadon's stone?""Even if I knew who it was, Tristan, I woul
"Are you thinking what I am thinking, Mr Briggs?" Tristan asked him as they both left the room where Carl was restricted."I am, Mr Coleman, but I would have loved to confirm all my findings from him." He replied and kept his pace as fast as Tristan was walking down the stairs."Yes, that can hold on if you don't mind, you can interview him all you want later in the day, but if you don't mind me asking, what is some of the information that you gathered?" Tristan inquired as they both walked out through the back door towards a secluded structure. The little office was filled with high-tech computers and investigative devices, it was present in every house that Tristan owned, and was where he carried out most of his investigation with the help of all Max's men."Sure sir," Briggs retorted.When they got in, he sat down on one of the chairs and Tristan did the same, but Tristan faced the computer in front of him while punching some buttons."I'm all ears," Tristan said to indicate that h
"Not yet," Tristan said.Briggs raised a brow and wondered why not, they had the solution to their problem yet Tristan wanted to delay it."Because, with this phone call, he can also track my location, which I don't want to happen, so there is only one place that is good enough for me to make this call..."And that is?" asked Briggs."Coleman's Cooperative, " Tristan replied."You company!" Briggs exclaimed, forgetting that he was told about the plan of the underworld to burn the structure down."Yes, I want to spark a negotiation with him, and at the same time, I want him to track me and find me at the Coleman's Cooperative. " Tristan smirked and turned around to face the computer again."But sir," Briggs found yet another flaw in his plan,"What if the boss himself doesn't show up? I mean, he has the power to send numerous men just to get you, what will you do then?""Fight," Tristan replied briskly, "Plus, I have a plan to make sure that he shows up, he is in Florida and I have ju
Getting towards his best friend's apartment, Tristan realized that there were several police cars scattered around the area and this instilled fear in him as he wondered what was wrong.Tristan stepped out of the car briskly and Max went after him, and as they approached the entrance of the building, an officer got out of the house with two men in handcuffs while Harry walked with them from behind."Good day, Mr Coleman," the cop greeted him and Tristan nodded his head in response while he glanced quizzically at Harry demanding an explanation without saying a word."Come in man, there is something we need to talk about," Harry explained and ushered Tristan into the house. As he walked in, he saw several policemen inside the room rounding up other men in handcuffs, and the paramedics dressing Jennes's wound on the arm."What happened here?" Tristan could no longer resist the urge to ask and walked up to Jennes to examine her arm which had a cut that had already been bandaged."Are you
"A what?" Harry asked with a quizzical expression."Well, there's been a lot of systems used for our investigation in this case, so we are close to finding out who that person is. I just have to make one phone call and the case is over, but I have to delay it for certain reasons."Oh?""Is there anything that I can do to help you, man?" Harry inquired, for a friend who lifted him of poverty on the ground that they just knew from college, Harry was willing to do anything for his brother."Actually, yes," Tristan replied,"I want you to make sure that you and Jennes are safe for the next two days, following the phase of their plan, these two days would be quite a war."His statement frightened Harry for a second and the young man stared at him stunned for a minute."Sure," he said,"But you should also stay safe and let the police handle it. I know you, you enjoy putting yourself in danger." "Listen, man, I won't make any promises to you," Tristan tapped his shoulder before walking out
"It still surprises me, sir, that you knew they were following you," Max remarked as he parked the car after they got back home."Yes, about that, now they think Tristan Coleman is at a restaurant somewhere haha," Tristan laughed, he was quite sensitive, especially in these times, and knew when he was followed to avoid it. Tristan was tired even though he hadn't done so much during the days. He got into the house and threw himself on the couch where he slept off while watching a Harry Potter movie.He woke up a few hours later, and it was already 5 pm. He went to check on Carl first, to confirm if the young man was well fed and taken care of. He didn't want to hand him over to the police looking thin and malnourished.Surprisingly, Carl begged to be released, he swore to assist Tristan reveal the big boss with what he knew. He claimed to have told Detective Briggs the truth and all he knew.But Tristan refused to be fooled easily, he couldn't trust just anyone because of his current
Dialing As the phone rang, Tristan paced from one side of the room to the other, a sanctimonious grin on his face as he waited for the recipient to pick up the call.He was rather delighted and shocked at the same time when he heard the news that those men caught in the security cameras after the police chief's death were caught in real life, detained and were on their way to florida.The recipient did not pick up for a second time, but Tristan tried again. This was the only link he had to the big boss and was not about to give up yet.It rang for a few seconds before the person picked up the call.“Hello?” The voice said.Tristan was taken aback, the voice sounded way too familiar to be the person he had in mind, he raised a brow and tried to remember where he heard that voice but couldn't recall in that moment.“Hello, am I speaking with you, the boss?”“Tristan Coleman!” The voice exclaimed and quickly disconnected the call.“Fuck!” Tristan nearly threw the device on the ground, b