Following the map closely, with the blueprint carefully tucked away in his pocket, Richard was led to a seemingly abandoned set of warehouses at the outskirts of the city.
The warehouses most definitely belonged to Comet, as he could see their logo plastered everywhere, but he wasn't exactly sure what Comet was using them for. He found a set of thick bushes in a corner, where he decided to observe his surroundings from, as he didn't want to be ambushed by any unknown assailants. The region seemed void of life, but was littered to the brim with scores of machine parts, but Richard was too far away to tell what machines these were. Quickly becoming unsatisfied with his position behind the bushes, Richard decided, after maintaining his position for over 30 minutes, and still not noticing any sign of life, that he would move around to Investigate the area. Once he did this, he began observing all the brokenSeeing what was going on, Richard quickly headed towards a large crate containing Sky Quazer drone parts, so he could hide and wait for whatever came next."Come out Richard Dawkins, I don't really have time to play games with you" said a masculine voice which could be heard at the very end of the warehouse.Respond to this, but he could tell by the man's voice that he was still relatively far away, so in his mind, he still had some time to think up an escape plan."Stop wasting everyone's time, Dawkins, you might think you're hiding, but you're not" the masculine voice said again.Richard didn't respond, and at this point, he actually started to wonder why his assailants were talking so much.He still needed to find a way to navigate around this warehouse from this box he hid behind, that way, perhaps he could find a way out of his current situation.Suddenly, the masculine voice could be heard sighing loudly in the distance."Yo
Quickly stepping out of his hiding place with two guns in hand, Richard Dawkins was now face to face with his two assailants, pointing a gun at each of their faces. Speaking of their faces, Richard could immediately see why his assailants didn't seem to show any reaction to the smoke bomb he used.They both had on Guy Fawkes masks, and Richard believed that they probably had a sort filtration system, hidden within the mask that allowed them to still breathe properly when the gas filled the warehouse."So Comet sent only two men to take my life... you must not think very highly of me" said Richard, trying his best to pretend to not be intimated by the two large men.He was no small man himself, but seeing the two large men in front of him, barely even flinching despite having a gun pointed as both of their heads was certainly unsettling."Oh, do not sell yourself short Richard Dawkins... the very fact that the two of us are here is proof
Dean couldn't believe what he had just heard Richard say, and by the look on Richards face, even he was just as confused as he was.Even Carlos had quickly walked over to where his boss and Dawkins were, so that he could confirm if he had indeed heard what he thought he heard "What did you just say?" asked Dean as he tightened the grip on his blade lightly.Seeing that Dean had let his guard down, Richard quickly knocked the knife out of his hand and pushed him away.Dean slammed his fist on the ground the moment he saw that Richard had once again escaped from him."OH, is that what this was?... A TRICK!?" yelled Dean, enraged with himself that he had fallen for such a cheap trick.However, unlike before, Richard wasn't trying to run away anymore.Instead, he just stood a few feet away from Dean, clutching injured shoulder, and staring at Dean.Dean noticed this and was slightly taken aback by it, but even more than
Dean awoke from his slumber, his head pounding heavily from all the thinking he did the previous night.He looked to his side to see Mia lying there, sleeping happily without a care in the world, and as much as he had always promised himself that he would do everything in his power to keep it that way, he slowly began to feel like perhaps he wouldn't have enough power to protect Mia as well as he would have hoped.Dean looked at his watch, and the time was 5:17 am, usually, Dean would start doing his routine exercises at this time, but instead he remained in bed thinking about everything that had happened over the last three days.The shocking revelation that Richard Dawkins, the man he had just been trying to kill two days ago was his brother, still haunted him.It felt like a dream, one he could never be wake up from.After Richard Dawkins had explained to Dean that he was his brother, both men had realized that there was no longer any point
Christopher Newton sat on his office chair with his face buried in his palms.This was absolutely not how he thought everything would be going one year later.Ever since the assasination of his father by those unknown culprits, it seemed like his entire world had been turned upside down.Culprits whose identities, he still did not know.This ached him in his heart more than he had ever thought possible.He had hoped that he would have been able to uncover their identities by now, but they were like ghosts... invisible to everyone and everything.It seemed like everything that could have gone wrong had ended up going wrong, and now he was losing everything he thought he'd have by now.After the destruction of the Phillips security building, Christopher had seen the perfect chance to increase his power, and the power of his entire family by essentially buying out the Phillips family.However, due to Eric Phillips stubb
"Well well well, if it isn't crippled Mia" said Raymond as he slowly approached Mia's table.Dean turned to stare at the man in anger, not appreciating how he had just spoken to his wife."What the hell do you want Raymond?" asked Mia, annoyed, while also trying to not escalate the conversation."What's the matter Mia?, I mean you no harm... I'm just here to congratulate you on getting your legs back, I mean when I heard it had happened I couldn't believe my ears, but I guess now that I see it... my eyes do not deceive me" replied Raymond, his voice maintained a mocking tone throughout his reply."Well thanks a lot Raymond, you've seen me... I've got my legs back, so please leave me alone" pleaded Mia, as she desperately tried to get the man away from her.However, her attempts proved futile, as Raymond wouldn't let up.Chuckling lightly, Raymond said, "Even after everything your family has done, you still end up here, at the cor
Dean awoke at the Hamilton family residence.Neither he nor Mia had gotten any real amount of sleep, as the entire family was completely freaking out over what had happened to them last night.What's worse, their panic became even greater when they saw Mia return to the house without Dean, in a car riddled with bullet holes.Dean couldn't help but stare at the recording box Richard had sent to him several days earlier.The box had contained an emergency message from his father, a message for his two sons, informing them of all the events that were transpiring between the Bradson family, and the other members of the four heavenly kings of Reville.Richard had gotten the box through his years of investigating the Dean of their family, and it was the key to how he had acquired all the information he told Dean about.Dean knew that the danger hadn't passed from last night, he could feel it in his gut.However, after everything th
Both Dean and Richard stood outside of the Phillips family mansion, neither man saying a word to each other for several minutes.At long last, Christopher Newton, the main man responsible for everything that had happened to him and his family, was finally dead.However, he didn't feel fulfilled, not quite yet... because his revenge was not yet complete."The Hudson's" Dean finally said, as Richard turned to look at him."What?" asked Richard, not exactly sure what Dean was trying to say."The Hudson's are the last piece of this puzzle, they're the last of the four heavenly kings of Reville, responsible for the death of our mother... for the death of our family" said Dean.Richard sighed, the Hudson's were an enigma, even to a detective such as himself.They ran the Hudson petroleum company, an oil drilling and processing company that owned many refineries, plants and facilities, with the largest one being located right