Reed watched Mike receive a phone call, moving farther away so that Reed wouldn't listen in to his conversation.
Reed moved around as if trying to pick things up while craning his ears.
Mike went white fast, making Reed wonder what was going on, that was when his eyes snagged on the suit Mike had on.
Reed's eyes widened when he placed the Brioni custom-made suit.
That suit costs thousands of dollars! He would know because back then when he used to profile high-value clients, most of them had a Brioni suit in their collection.
“How the fuck was Mike able to afford that on a salesman's salary?”
Reed carefully cataloged everything Mike was putting on for his birthday dinner while he talked and summed the total up to be $3-5k.
Reed immediately did some digging and found Mike's apartment, which was a very luxurious building on State Avenue…he was still working at the car wash.
Mike was no big fish, born into a wealthy family so the logical explanation was…the owner of the car wash
He was a drug dealer, meaning Mike had to be doing some scheming on the side to get his cut
Reed watched him leave in a hurry, obviously to do his boss's bidding, feeling amused that this was the kind of person his wife would buy a $700k watch for.
Then again, she could already be in jail so it wasn't his business anymore.
But then worry sank in, the longer he thought about it.
Mandy was stuck in the home of a drug dealer and that would put her in harm's way.
Reed was about to leave when suddenly Mike appeared, making him turn around so his back was to the entrance.
He was holding out something.
“I wanted to give this to you.” Mike was handing over the box that contained the watch Kayla bought.
“Why?” Reed didn't take the box from him, feeling in his gut that something was off.
Mike fidgeted, trying to play it off as worried. “I don't want anything to happen to Kayla so I figured that I would return it in hopes that…you could drop the case since you had your money back.”
Reed sensed the lie. Mike didn't give two shits if Kayla went to jail or not. This had to be about something else…
His instincts told him something felt off, especially when he saw Mike repeatedly glance over his shoulder like he was waiting for something
Reed reached out to take the watch when Mike's eyes flickered and he drew back.
“Whatever, later man,” Mike called out in a rush, leaving as quickly as he came
Reed heard the sound of tires on gravel and realized that he had a visitor, which was why Mike took off
He turned around, too slow if he might add, and saw two fists heading straight for his skull
Years of training kicked in immediately, pushing aside the shock and he ducked to avoid the punches
Two, tall mean-looking men dressed in suits and clean-shaven heads came at him with fists swinging, aiming for his skull.
He ducked to avoid a blow to the face, watching the guy's expressions so he could predict their movements.
He narrowly escaped the first one as it is.
Reed grabbed the first man's hand, then struck the other man with his free hand.
The force Reed used was more than he expected, causing a fracture on the other guy's leg Reed hit him, making him fall to the floor
Twisting the other man's hand in his hold, Reed hit him on the left-hand side, above his ribs while simultaneously twisting back his hands and knees
The first guy crumpled to the floor with a cry of pain, openly sobbing.
It wasn't over yet though.
The second guy clutched his left side where Reed had hit him, moving quickly so he could reach for his pistol tucked into his back pocket.
Reed caught the guy's movement and ran forward to stop him.
The man had already raised his hand, but Reed was faster than him, wrapping his fingers tight around the guy's hand and raising it
In the guy's panic mode, he squeezed the trigger firing off several bullets into the sky.
Reed, in anger, struck the man's throat hitting a vital vein which instantly led to his death.
Wrenching the gun out of the man's grip, Reed walked over to the first guy who was whimpering on the floor.
His eyes widened in fear when he saw Reed approach and started to beg. Reed was deaf to his pleading, looking him in the eyes while he aimed
Two shots rang off, bullets embedded in the man's heart and head respectively.
Tucking the gun into his waistband, Reed ran off to check the car the men drove in, searching for any sign of guns or things that could implicate him.
Finding none, Reed searched around for Mike.
Judging from his behavior, that slimy weasel would have known that the killers were on their way and he drew Reed into a conversation to buy time, stalling him.
Reed checked the back entrance and doors for any possible place that Mike could be hiding but found none…
Knowing Mike, there's a possibility he had escaped…heading home.
Which was where his daughter was.
She was stuck in a mine house, just waiting to explode and the innocent kid didn't even know it.
The safety of his child was more important to him than anything else.
So first things first,
Reed needed to figure out how to get into that luxury apartment undetected without raising any alarms…
Just stay safe, Mandy, Daddy's coming.
Reed had no means of transport, so he used the car of the killers, driving it at top speed to Mike's apartment building without bothering about the dead bodies.It was simple logic. No gangster wanted to be caught with his shit flying about especially where the police were concerned, so they could clean up his mess quickly before the cops caught wind of itReed parked carelessly in front of the building, rushing out with his heart in his throat as he barged in without identification.The security guards went on alert instantly and tried to stop him“Hey, where do you think you're going?” the fat one yelled, running up to him.Closing his eyes in annoyance, Reed turned around to set his leg so the man fell to the ground, and to his companion, one punch to the face was lit.Conscious of the ticking clock, Reed ran up the stairs until he got to apartment 17.One knock and a minute later, the door is swung inward to reveal his daughter who gaped at him in disbelief“Dad!” She exclaimed, r
Reed drove carefully on the streets, staring out the window and at the rearview mirror for signs of approaching cars.He needed to get Mandy somewhere safe before those men found him again.The safehouse…Reed used to have many safe houses scattered around the city, but in his state of panic, the only one he could remember now was the one he built when he used to lead the Scavengers, creating a haven for them.He debated driving over to that place but hesitated, not sure if it was still safe to use.Nonetheless, Reed drove over to the nearest safehouse whose address was stuck in his memory.Only to drive into the parking lot and find out that the shop that was used as a shelter above the safehouse had been turned into a pub.Fuck!“Hey, Mandy, wake up!” He gently shook his daughter awake.Tired, blue eyes fluttered open as she rolled around on the seat.Reed got down, bending so he could scoop her up into his arms but Mandy wriggled, wanting to be let down.As they walked into the pub
Reed knocked on the door, thrusting his hands into his pockets while he waited for a response. Not long after, the door was flung open and a short, stocky man with beer gut and rounded glasses perched on his square face opened the door.“What do you want?” He barked, giving Reed a once-over.“I want to see…” Reed's words trailed off because the client, Anna was already standing behind her father, staring at him with eyes as wide as saucers.It was obvious they were fighting. Her lashes were wet with tears, her cheeks sunken and even her clothes hung off her frame. Guilt slammed into Reed when he took in her appearance, especially when he knew that a large part of what was happening was his fault.Making a decision there and then, Reed decided to return Anna's money even though it went against the rules of his profession…in return for a small favor.“Can I see you for a moment?” He asked politely.Anna glanced at her parents and then at him, nodding eagerly. “Sure.”Her Dad wasn't so
Reed stood in the hospital room, his heart sank with worry. His mother, who was supposed to wait for him in the bed, was nowhere to be found, “why did she leave?” The question kept replying in his head. Reed couldn't bear the thought of losing her, especially not now. As he sat there, his thoughts turned to Walker Rhomes, Rhomes was ruthless and lacked regard for human life. Reed hoped that he hadn't a hand in her leaving. Reed's mind raced with questions and fears. He wondered what would prompt his mother to leave the safety of the hospital room. Was it the fear of being trapped in this sterile environment, or was there something more sinister at play? He couldn't shake the feeling that Rhomes would stop at nothing to harm her if he set his eyes on her. But before he could protect his mother, Reed knew he had to leave the hospital. He couldn't risk Rhomes or any of his men showing up and causing chaos. With a heavy sigh, he stood up from the chair and glanced at his mother’s empty
Sarah's grip tightened on Anna's shoulder, her voice filled with determination. "We won't let them harm you, Anna. We'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe." Anna nodded, tears streaming down her face. "Thank you, Mom. We need to leave immediately. Mark looked at his wife and then back at Anna. He realized that his daughter was genuinely concerned for their well-being. With a heavy sigh, he finally nodded. "Alright, Anna. We'll go to the cabin. But promise me that we'll come back once things are better." Anna smiled, relief washing over her. "Thank you, Dad. I promise, as soon as it's safe, we'll come back. We just need this time to regroup and take care of each other." Mark's jaw clenched, his protective instincts fueling his resolve. "We'll gather what we need and leave right away. We won't let them get to you, Anna." And with that, the family began to pack their essentials, preparing to leave the city behind and seek refuge in the safety of their family cabin As they hurri
Margie Blackwater stormed into Walker Rhomes' lavish office, her eyes blazing with anger. The room was adorned with opulent furniture and expensive artwork, a stark contrast to the fury radiating from Margie. Walker, a tall and imposing figure, sat behind his mahogany desk, a mischievous smile playing on his lips as he observed her entrance."Come in, come in, Margie," Walker beckoned, his voice dripping with false charm. He rose from his seat and approached her, his eyes never leaving her face. But Margie was having none of it. She shrugged off his outstretched hands, her voice laced with frustration and determination."You promised, Walker," she seethed, her voice trembling with suppressed rage. "You promised that if I gave you the evidence I had on you, you would leave my son and his daughter alone. But you are still having your men hunt my son. This isn't the deal we had."Walker's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. He circled his desk, leaning aga
Mike's head throbbed as he slowly regained consciousness. The room spun around him, and he struggled to focus his blurry vision. With a groan, he pushed himself up, his body aching from the impact that had knocked him out."Shit," he muttered, his voice barely a whisper. Panic surged through him as he scanned the room, his eyes widening in disbelief. Mandy was nowhere to be seen, and neither was Reed. Dread settled in his chest like a heavy weight as he realized the gravity of the situation. He had failed. Walker would be furious.Mike's mind raced, trying to piece together what had happened. He had been so close to finishing Reed off, but something had gone wrong. He cursed himself for letting his guard down, for underestimating the danger that Reed posed. Now, not only had he lost his chance to eliminate the threat, but Mandy was missing too.Fear gnawed at his insides as he stumbled to his feet, his legs wobbly and weak. He knew he had to act quickly. Walker wouldn't tolerate failu
Kayla sat in the newly acquired apartment that Mike had arranged for her. As she settled in, her phone rang, and it was Mike on the other end. He requested Reed's number from her, prompting Kayla to question his intentions. "What do you want with it?" she asked curiously. Mike replied, "Walker wants to have a word with him." Curiosity piqued, Kayla hesitated for a moment before agreeing. "Alright, hold on. Let me send it to you," she said, quickly typing out Reed's number and sending it to Mike. As she waited for an explanation, she couldn't help but wonder what was going on. "What's happening? Is everything alright?" she inquired, concern evident in her voice.Mike sighed on the other end of the line, his voice filled with frustration. "Nah, getting rid of Reed is proving to be more difficult than we initially thought. But now the boss has found a leverage on him," he revealed, his words hinting at a complicated situation.After Kayla angrily dropped her phone, frustration and anger
The setting was picturesque, with the tranquil lake shimmering in the sunlight and the gentle breeze rustling through the trees. Friends and family had gathered along the water's edge, their faces reflecting the joy and anticipation of the moment.Reed stood proudly by Ryan's side as his best man, while Kayla stood beside Anna as her maid of honor. Both couples shared a bond that went beyond friendship – they were family, bound together by love, loyalty, and shared experiences.As Anna and Ryan stood hand in hand before their loved ones, the air was filled with a sense of excitement and anticipation. This was a day they had been dreaming of – a day to celebrate their love and commitment to each other.Anna was radiant in her wedding gown, her eyes sparkling with happiness as she looked into Ryan's eyes. With a trembling voice, she began to speak, her words filled with emotion and sincerity."Ryan, I never thought I would find love again after the tragedy that befell my family," Anna b
As the weeks passed, the city slowly began to heal from the wounds inflicted by the conflict with Omega. The streets, once littered with debris and stained with blood, were now bustling with life once more. But despite the outward appearance of normalcy, the scars of war still lingered, a painful reminder of the price that had been paid for victory.Dimitri's trial was a somber affair, the courtroom filled with tension as the former Omega leader stood before the judge to face his crimes. Reed sat in the gallery, his eyes fixed on Dimitri with a mixture of anger and sadness. For years, Dimitri had been a thorn in his side, a constant reminder of the injustice that had been done to his son. Now, finally, he would be held to account for his actions.The trial was swift, the evidence against Dimitri overwhelming. Witness after witness took the stand, their testimony painting a damning picture of a man consumed by greed and ambition. Reed watched as Dimitri's facade of arrogance began to c
Ryan too was not exempted from the fight as he and the other police squad fought in a gun fight pushing back omega forces.Ryan's heart pounded in his chest as he ducked behind a crumbling pillar, the staccato rhythm of gunfire echoing through the air. Around him, the dimly lit corridors of Dimitri's mansion were alive with chaos and violence, the acrid smell of gun smoke hanging heavy in the air.With each passing moment, the tension in the air seemed to thicken, the weight of the battle pressing down on Ryan's shoulders like a leaden weight. But he refused to let fear consume him, drawing strength from the knowledge that he fought not only for himself, but for the safety of countless others.As he peered cautiously around the edge of the pillar, Ryan could see the flickering outlines of his fellow officers, their faces etched with determination as they exchanged fire with the Omega forces. Bullets whizzed past him, striking the walls with a deafening cacophony that reverberated thro
The clash between Reed and Dimitri reached a fever pitch as their weapons collided with a resounding clang. Reed's spear held firm against Dimitri's sword, each combatant striving to gain the upper hand in their deadly dance.With a swift sidestep, Reed narrowly avoided Dimitri's next strike, his movements fluid and precise. Seizing the opportunity, he launched himself forward, his foot connecting solidly with Dimitri's chest. The force of the blow sent Dimitri staggering backward, momentarily off balance.But Dimitri recovered quickly, his eyes flashing with fury as he retaliated with a swift counterattack. As Reed moved in for another strike, Dimitri caught his leg with lightning speed, his grip like a vice around Reed's calf.With a guttural cry of pain, Reed felt Dimitri's boot connect with his abdomen, the impact sending shockwaves of agony coursing through his body. He doubled over, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to regain his composure.Dimitri loomed over him,
Reed's heart raced as he moved cautiously through the corridors of Dimitri's mansion. Every shadow seemed to hold a potential threat, every creak of the floorboards echoing like a warning in the silence. Gripping his gun tightly in his hand, he kept his senses on high alert, his eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of movement.Suddenly, without warning, Dimitri appeared from the shadows, his figure looming menacingly before Reed. In one swift motion, he lunged forward, his katana sword slashing through the air with deadly precision. Reed's instincts kicked in, and he dove to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly blade as it sliced through the space where he had just been standing.Rolling across the floor, Reed felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins as he scrambled to his feet, his gun slipping from his grasp and clattering to the ground. With Dimitri closing in, Reed knew that he had to act fast if he wanted to survive this encounter.As Dimitri advanced, his eyes
Reed and the other scavenger operatives advanced on Dimitri's estate. And outside the interiors Ryan and his police squad with some Omega operatives, the floor with drowned in blood, bodies from both sides dropped as they fell and died.As they approached the inner part of the estate, Reed's heart pounded in his chest, his adrenaline surging as he braced himself for the coming fight. He knew that this would be their best chance to take down Dimitri and put an end to his reign of terror once and for all, but he also knew that the odds were stacked against them. Dimitri's men were well-trained and well-armed, and they would stop at nothing to protect their boss.As they pushed back Omega operatives inward, the sound of gunfire erupted around them, bullets whizzing through the air as they exchanged fire with Dimitri's men. Reed ducked behind the cover of the pavements, his heart racing as he returned fire with his own weapon, his muscles tense with adrenaline as he fought for his life.T
Mecca's breath came in ragged gasps as she shed her jacket, as she wielded it as a makeshift shield against Viktor's gleaming dagger. Across the chamber, Viktor circled her with predatory intent, his eyes alight with a sinister gleam as he prepared to strike once more.With lightning speed, Viktor lunged forward, his dagger flashing in the dim light as he aimed for Mecca's vulnerable flesh. But she was ready, her reflexes honed by years of training as she used her jacket to block his deadly thrust.As the dagger glanced harmlessly off the fabric, Mecca seized the opportunity to strike, her leg lashing out with deadly precision. Her foot connected with Viktor's buccal region with bone-jarring force, blood spewing from his mouth as he staggered back in pain.Viktor spat out the blood, his grin widening as he regarded Mecca with a mixture of admiration and contempt. "Impressive," he remarked, his voice a low growl that reverberated through the chamber. "But you'll have to do better than
Viktor Petrovsk's voice cut through the silence like a knife. "Let's do this again," he declared, his words dripping with malice as he charged towards Mecca, his movements swift and merciless.Mecca braced herself for the onslaught, her muscles coiled with anticipation as she prepared to face her adversary once more. But even as Viktor closed the distance between them, she knew that this time would be different, that the stakes had never been higher.With a sickening thud, Viktor's blow connected with Mecca's scapula region, sending a wave of searing pain radiating through her body. She gritted her teeth against the agony, her vision swimming as she fought to maintain her footing.Before she could recover, another blow landed with brutal force, this time striking her nose with bone-shattering impact. Mecca cried out in pain, blood streaming from her battered nose as she struggled to regain her bearings.Viktor seized the opportunity, his fingers closing around Mecca's neck with a vice
Reed and Mecca shot at Dimitri's men, then Viktor came up behind them, shooting, but soon there were being overwhelmed by the scavenger forces and Viktor flees."There he runs," Reed whispered, nodding towards the imposing figure slipping further into the depths of the mansion."I'm going after him," Mecca declared. Without waiting for acknowledgment, she darted forward, her movements fluid and silent.Reed watched her disappear into the inner part of the mansion, a surge of admiration mingled with concern coursing through him. He knew Mecca was capable.As Mecca pursued Viktor. Men emerged from other parts trying to stop her. Mecca's training kicked in, her instincts guiding her through the onslaught.Mecca dispatched her assailants. She disarmed one with a swift kick, the metallic clatter drowned by the echo of gunfire as she neutralized the threat with deadly kick.Another adversary approached, his footsteps muffled by the soft carpeting beneath their feet. Mecca spun, her body a b