As much as Dean wanted to call Carlos back, to inquire about his call, he held himself back. He knew that things were about to get pretty heated, so he'd rather have a proper rest before confronting whatever Carlos threw at him the next day. Before he went to bed, Dean sent Carlos a message, telling him to head to their regular meeting place at the Shadow Acre, and wait for him there. Carlos would promptly respond with a thumbs up, informing his boss that he'll be there by at latest 9:00 am. With this arrangement finalized, Dean went to sleep. .... Once Dean awoke from his slumber, he checked his watch, the time was 6:14 am. He turned to look at Mia who was supposed to be beside him, and saw that she was still asleep. Once he got out of bed, at first he wanted to do his daily morning exercises, but then he got another idea. He quickly rushed into the bathroom and had a quick shower, he was going to attempt to be more punctual than Carlos for once. While Dean always used to be
Dean took one large gulp of his wine, before draining his entire glass. He poured himself another glass, drained that one as well, before pouring himself another. Carlos noticed his Boss's current pattern of drinking, and could instantly see that the man was worried. While he couldn't blame him, he felt genuine fear as he read his own report on Richard, but it still felt strange to see his boss be worried about something that didn't have anything to do with his wife, Mia. Dean was even more worried about the fact that he really had no way to track down Richard Dawkins. No one knew where he came from, his origins were a complete mystery, and what was worse, the report made no indication of any familial relations, friends or even partners. Dean grabbed the report once again, and flipped through it until he found a clear enough image of Richard. The man wasn't particularly frightening, or intimidating, but then again... no one knew what exactly that yellow raincoat was hidin
"Honestly boss... I'm not so sure about this" remarked Carlos."Wouldn't it raise too many eyebrows if two members of the four heavenly kings of Reville, just happened to die within two months of the other?" asked Carlos.Dean thought about what Carlos said for a moment, he then took another sip of his wine and replied."You know, I would have rather preferred to not kill two members of the four heavenly kings of Reville within months of each other, but I guess fate has forced my hand""I don't know, Boss, I think there has to be another way" said Carlos."No there isn't Carlos, I understand that this might make things a little messier than perhaps we initially intended, but this is the only guaranteed way to stop Richard Dawkins in his track" responded Dean.Dean drained another glass of wine, which made Carlos feel slightly uneasy."Don't you see Carlos?, The only reason we are being investigated by Richard Dawkins, is because the Phillips family hired him to find out who was respo
Carlos and Dean, at long last, had finished their lengthy discussion at the Shadow Acre, and it only took them draining three bottles of wine to achieve it.Upon agreeing that Eric Phillips was to be taken out, Dean and Carlos tried going through a list of ways they intented to achieve this, but ultimately decided it wasn't worth thinking about this just yet.They intented to wait until after Eric Phillips had officially signed the partnership agreement with Comet defences technologies, before they'd make their plan of attack, as they had no idea what unforseen future developments awaited them.With their conversation wrapped up, Carlos left Dean with the copy of the report he made on Richard Dawkins, just incase he intended to go through it once again, and then he departed the Shadow Acre, leaving Dean behind.Dean remained seated for several minutes, tapping his finger on the table, contemplating what move was best suited for him to take next.Ultimately, he decided that it was best
"More than you ever wanted, were the words that kept echoing in Jason's head"What exactly did the Maestro mean when he said this?, he had to find out."Uh... boss, I don't, I don't exactly know what you mean" confessed Jason.At this point, Jaskns stammering was beginning to really irritate Dean.It was sort of sad to see a man who had usually tried to crack jokes with him, reduced to a bumbling, stammering mess out of pure fear.Even more annoying, was the fact that he couldn't just order Jason to stop mumbling like an idiot, otherwise, it might cause him event more distress, and would lead to his mumbling getting worse."Well Jason, as it turns out, Comet defences technologies is about to become a rather significant part of Comet as a whole" said Dean."And you, as the new head of Comet defences technologies is about to become the head
Jason's limousine sped down the Reville city highway, as he headed to the Phillips family residence.He had called Eric Phillips to organize this emergency meeting, the moment he got off the call from the Maestro.As he sat on the back seat of his limo, he couldn't help but think about his future.If Eric Phillips accepted the partnership offer, and signed the new contract, then truly, he would have gotten everything he ever wanted.Of course he had to sacrifice his privacy for this, but he ultimately scoffed at the thought.I mean the government was already spying on everyone and everything, so he felt that he didn't really care much if it was his boss who was doing the spying.Soon, his limousine would grind to a stop as it arrived at the gates of the Phillips family estate.After the gates were opened from the inside, the limo driver l
"wha... what are you talking about Eric?" asked Jason, trying his best not to stammer, in order to hide his rising anxiety."Oh, don't play dumb with me Jason... did you think I really wouldn't spot that clause, in a contract THIS short?" asked Eric, confidently smiling."I can assure you that...""What, is this also standard contract wording?" asked Eric again, this time in a mocking tone."Yes Eric, it is standard procedure... I don't see how why we shouldn't be mandated to help each other, if we're supposed to be partners that is" was Jason's attempt at at a rebuttal.Eric however, started laughing rather hysterically, while Jason merely sat in his chair, looking at him with a slightly offended expression.After almost a minute had passed, he finally wiped a tear form his eye, before glancing at Jason once again."You know, usually...
Eric was taken aback by Christopher's sudden call.It hadn't even been 30 minutes since he started calling members of his family, and Christopher had already called him."What the hell are you talking about Christopher... is this one of your threats?" asked Eric, annoyed."Threats?, Oh is that why you believed that you could do this, that you could make a deal with Comet, BEHIND MY BACK?!" yelled Christopher."How on earth do you know about that Christopher, are you... ARE YOU SPYING ON MY FAMILY?!" asked Eric, now getting enraged."Don't you dare change the subject Eric, you took something that was supposed to be mine, and gave it someone else... you will pay for that""You have no right to call my family's possessions yours, Eric, no right at all" iterated Eric."We might not be what we used to be, but we will never be beholden to you, not why you wo
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
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
"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
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
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
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
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
Seeing 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
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 broken