"Declan King."Fisher's low voice whispered and he gazed up at his boss with a depressing look on his face. "What's that look on your face?" The Chief Warden paused his thinking to comment on the strange looking Fisher."Sir, I think we have lost him."The Chief Warden instantly froze at those words, his mind recalling. They had left Declan King alone in the interrogation room all these while. He looked down at the dead guard and recognized he was the one with Declan earlier."No!" The Chief Warden slammed his hand on the table. "That's not possible! No one escapes from me!" He growled and marched out. He pushed the emergency alarm button on the wall and the siren began to blast deafening in the air. All the other battalions marched out from their base running to the prison field. When they arrived at the field, Declan was surrounded by the guards that were with May. He had untied her and hid her behind a drum. "What do you think you're doing?!" The chief warden yelled, walkin
"What a disgrace you have become. I regret the day I took you in!" Mr. Gilbert yelled.Mr. Gilbert sat on an armchair in the Chief Warden's office, his aura emitting rage. "Sir. I am sorry... It's really not what you think." The Chief Warden cried. He was kneeling before his godFather, head bowed and hands clasped on his laps.He looked like a mere servant before his master begging to be spared."You are such a disappointment. And I will make sure you pay for bringing shame to my name!" "Sir-""Shut up!" Mr. Gilbert growled, striking the Chief Warden across his face. The Chief Warden's eyes flashed in shock as he held his face. His godFather had never treated him that way before. He used to be very fond of him and never found fault in anything he did. What changed now?No one knew the reason behind Mr. Gilbert's actions. Mr. Gilbert had received a call from Marshall Jones regarding a certain Declan King. "If they touch a single strand of his hair then you all will be doomed."Ma
"Kazuka?" Declan hissed, turning around fiercely at Kent. "How dare you call me that!" Declan Seethed. "Perhaps you have forgotten who you are and why you're here. Consider this a call back." Mr. Kent said firmly and walked away. Declan stood there stunned. His mind immediately ran through a lot of things. What was happening back home? Kent coming all the way to warn him was a really bad sign. Without wasting another second, Declan stormed out of the room."Wait!"A voice yelled at Declan as he was about to climb down the porch and he paused. He turned and saw a figure staggering up to him."Where do you think you're going? You think this is over?" Bench smirked, revealing his bloodied teeth as he limped up to Declan.Declan clenched his jaw with sharp menacing eyes "I was going to spare your life for an extra night but it seems you desire a quick meeting with your maker.""Haha" Mr. Bench roared an ugly laughter. "That would be after I sent you to yours first!" Mr. Bench seethed
Declan turned to leave but saw a car pull up outside at the drive way. He paused to see who it was and it was no other person than Mr. Gilbert."Where is that punk?" Mr. Gilbert yelled, stepping down from his car. Mr Gilbert drew closer and saw who was standing there. He squinted his gaze as he stared at Declan . "You must be—Declan King?" Mr. Gilbert said from a distance holding his two hands together in front of him. "Mr. Gilbert, I presume. It's a pleasure to finally meet your acquaintance.""Oh don't flatter me." Mr. Gilbert waved with a smile. "I'm more honored to meet you, Mr. Declan King. I have heard so much about you."Mr. Gilbert looked past Declan to the house. "Where is that punk? I came here to teach him the lesson of his life. How dare he frame and arrest a man as reputable as yourself?" Mr. Gilbert said with anger. "Not everyone knows their limit, I presume." Declan said humbly."Ignorance is not an excuse. He must kneel before you and apologize!" Mr. Gilbert ins
"No way" Mr. Gilbert gasped. He gazed from Kennedy to Declan in bewilderment. How did he end up in the midst of these powerful men?John Kenney was the son of Clark Kennedy who was the governor of Bigville city. His family is very reputable and has great influence in a small city like their own. Getting on the bad side of the Kennedys was like digging an early grave because even the governor of this city wants favor from Bigville city. "Mr. John. I didn't know it was you." Mr. Gilbert said with a nervous smile."Now you do, tell your friend to surrender himself, that way I may consider and be lenient in handling him." Mr. John said with great arrogance. Mr. Gilbert was caught in-between. He would have loved to whisper to Declan who John was and maybe Declan would be a little bit nice but from the look on Declan's face, he cared less."I have no business with you, Mr. John. The man you seek for is lying down there, you can go ahead to try to get something out from him before he d
At the living room of the Williams’ residence, May had entered not too long ago and her mom Clara came down, just seeing her."Oh my darling. You're back" Clara said, rushing to her daughter. "Are you hurt? Did they give you a hard time?" Clara asked, looking all over May's body in search of visible injuries. "I don't want to talk now, mom. Can I go in and wash up first?" May asked, tired. She had gone through so much the past 24 hours and needed the maximum amount of rest she could get."I'm sorry I couldn't get you out sooner, I tried all the connections but I'm glad you're finally out " Clara kissed May's cheek smiling at her daughter sweetly. "Thank you mom. Can I go up now? Thanks." May said ready to escape.Outside, Declan pulled up at William's residence. He stopped by to check if May got home safely. The doorbell blasted as soon May was about to climb the stairs. "Are you expecting anyone?" May asked her mom as Clara walked up to check the door. She had a broad smile pla
"What do you mean?"Mandy asked, calmly adjusting. She was intimidated by Declan's vicious stare Declan shrugged. "I assume you're not yet ready to talk. I will give you more time." Declan said with a lip smile. "Could you please excuse me?" He asked calmly. When Mandy did not move, Declan turned to go take the back door. "Declan, wait...." Mandy grabbed him by his hand to stop him.Declan's arm stiffened under Mandy's grip, hot steam exuding from it. Mandy withdrew her hand sharply looking up at Declan in shock. What was that? Declan's hand steamed like a hot charcoal. "Uhm... Please don't leave. I can explain." Mandy said when she managed to find her tongue. "I wanted to tell you but—""Tell me now, Mandy." Declan demanded, making Mandy flinch. She looked down at her hand nervously, not sure if where to begin."Not to make excuses, but I never knew what the medicine was all about. I invested because Bench told me the business was good and—""Bench. It seems you had a good rel
"Helper?" What do you mean by that?The second man asked, his eyes scrutinizing Declan where he stood."He will help you get better. He is the best doctor in the city and I'm sure he will be of great help to you two" Mandy said with a big smile. But to her dismay, the men didn't seem impressed. They had a rather hostile look on their faces."Did you understand what I just said?" Mandy asked with a blink trying to keep it cool. "We understood you well, ma'am. But we are not interested." The first man said, turning away.Mandy's smile fell. "But why? Don't you want to feel better and go back to your families?" Mandy asked with concern. What the man said had shocked her. The last time she visited them, they wanted to live so bad and had begged her to save their lives. Why the sudden change of heart? Did the maid do something to them?"What's the need of going back home when that deadly thing is still out there." The second man answered after a long drag of silence. "Yes. We saw the n