Benjamin stared at the screen, still processing what he was seeing. "Oh, so there's a club in here?" he muttered, his tone a mix of disbelief and amusement.Cipherella nodded, her eyes still on the screen. "It seems he comes here to have fun," she said, watching the scene unfold.On the screen, Darnell strolled casually over to a plush sofa in the middle of the club and sat down. With a casual wave of his hand, he dismissed his men, who scattered into the crowd. Some of them headed toward the snooker tables, others gravitated toward the women, engaging in casual flirtation and laughter as they began to enjoy the night.Within moments, waiters appeared in front of Darnell, setting down bottles of expensive wine and crystal glasses. He poured himself a drink, took a long drag from his cigarette, and leaned back, completely at ease. His eyes scanned the club until they landed on a group of beautiful girls dancing nearby, their bodies swaying seductively to the music.Darnell smirked and
After two hours of relentless watching, Benjamin was starting to feel the weight of exhaustion. His eyes drooped, and he nearly dozed off several times, but he forced himself to stay alert. Suddenly, he saw movement on the screen—Darnell and his men were leaving the club and heading back to the reception area. Instantly, Benjamin snapped awake, adrenaline surging through his veins. Jumping up from his chair, he quickly opened the trunk in the room and pulled out a pistol. He glanced around cautiously before heading to the window, unlocking it and carefully tossing the gun outside into the bushes below. He knew he couldn't risk carrying it through the hotel unnoticed, so he planned to retrieve it once he was outside. Next, he grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled a note: "I’m going out to follow Darnell. I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry. -B." He left it on the desk, just in case Cipherella woke up while he was gone. With everything set, Benjamin quietly slipped out of the room. At th
Benjamin’s eyes darted to the disappearing convoy. If he lost sight of Darnell, everything would fall apart. In desperation, he leaned toward the driver. “I’ll give you $5,000. Just drive, please.”The young man shook his head furiously. “No. I can’t, I don’t want to die.”“$10,000!” Benjamin raised the stakes, his tone becoming more urgent.“I said no! Darnell Peterson is too dangerous. I don’t want to die for money.”Out of options and running out of time, Benjamin sighed, frustrated. He pulled out his pistol, aiming it squarely at the trembling driver. “Then you’ll die here if you don’t move.”The driver’s eyes widened in terror, and his hands began to shake. “Please! Don’t kill me!” he begged, his voice cracking. “I’m just an orphan, I’ve been working as an errands boy to survive! I’ve got no family, no one to care for me. I’ve worked for years just to put food on my table. Please, brother, I don’t want to die!” Tears welled up in his eyes as he continued pleading. “I’ll do anythi
Abdelkarim hesitated but finally pulled out his phone and dialed his boss. The call connected, and immediately, a loud, angry voice burst through the line, “Where’s the damn car, you idiot?!” The voice threw out a string of insults, clearly frustrated.Abdelkarim winced, holding the phone away from his ear briefly before replying, “I-I have the car, boss…”Benjamin smirked and nodded toward the phone. “Tell him you want to buy the car. Ask how much he bought it for.”Abdelkarim looked at him with wide eyes, a bit nervous but obeyed. He cleared his throat and nervously spoke into the phone, “Boss... um, how much did you buy this car for? I... I want to buy it.”There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by a surprised laugh. “You want to buy it? You can barely afford your own lunch! It cost me 30,000 dollars, you fool. Now quit wasting my time and bring the car back!”Abdelkarim swallowed hard, glancing at Benjamin as if to say, "See? Impossible.”“Tell him you’re going to bu
Abdelkarim hesitated but finally pulled out his phone and dialed his boss. The call connected, and immediately, a loud, angry voice burst through the line, “Where’s the damn car, you idiot?!” The voice threw out a string of insults, clearly frustrated. Abdelkarim winced, holding the phone away from his ear briefly before replying, “I-I have the car, boss…” Benjamin smirked and nodded toward the phone. “Tell him you want to buy the car. Ask how much he bought it for.” Abdelkarim looked at him with wide eyes, a bit nervous but obeyed. He cleared his throat and nervously spoke into the phone, “Boss... um, how much did you buy this car for? I... I want to buy it.” There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by a surprised laugh. “You want to buy it? You can barely afford your own lunch! It cost me 30,000 dollars, you fool. Now quit wasting my time and bring the car back!” Abdelkarim swallowed hard, glancing at Benjamin as if to say, "See? Impossible.” “Tell him you’re
Abdelkarim, still focused on following Darnell’s car, glanced nervously at Benjamin. “Their car slowed down, that’s why I stopped,” he explained. As he resumed driving, their car once again trailing Darnell’s vehicle, he turned to Benjamin and asked, “But you still haven’t told me—why are you doing all this for me?”Benjamin studied him for a moment before replying. “You remind me of someone,” he said, his voice low but serious. “And I see potential in you. If you stick with me, you’ll have more than just a car—you’ll have power, protection, and a future.”Abdelkarim blinked, unsure of how to respond. “But...me? You really think I can be more than just an errand boy?”Benjamin nodded. “You’ve already taken your first step. Now, let’s see where it leads.”As Benjamin looked out the window, watching Darnell’s car disappear into the distance, he glanced at Abdelkarim. The young man didn’t realize it yet, but he was about to become a major player. Once Darnell was removed, Abdelkarim woul
The three men exchanged glances, each with a growing sense of suspicion. One of them, a burly guy with a scar running down his cheek, grunted, "We tell the boss about everything, and he’ll start thinkin' we're useless. Let’s handle this ourselves."The driver, still eyeing the car following them, nodded. "Yeah, no need to bother the boss if it’s nothing. We stop, take care of this quietly."Without further discussion, the driver pulled the car to the side of the road. The other cars in their convoy kept moving, unaware of the sudden stop.The three men stepped out of the car in sync, pulling their pistols from their waistbands. Abdelkarim's hands tightened on the wheel, his voice trembling as he said, “Look, they’ve noticed us! They’re coming this way!”His face paled with fear, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. “They’re going to kill us. I knew this was a bad idea!”Benjamin stayed calm, his eyes focused on the approaching men. He quickly hid the pistol behind his back and tur
As the thug walked toward Benjamin to search him, Abdelkarim’s heart pounded in his chest. He knew Benjamin had a gun on him, and if they found it, things would escalate fast. His palms were sweaty as he glanced at Benjamin, who remained unnervingly calm, not flinching at all.The thug began tapping Benjamin down, checking him from his shoulders to his waist searching him, and then his hand finally reached behind Benjamin’s back. “What’s this?” he asked, his fingers brushing against the hidden gun.In an instant, Benjamin moved. He grabbed the thug’s hand, twisted it, and yanked the gun from his own back pocket. In one smooth motion, he locked the thug in a chokehold, pressing the barrel of the gun against his head. “I’ll blow your head off if you move,” Benjamin said coldly.What?”Abdelkarim rushed to Benjamin’s side, his face pale, completely stunned by how quickly Benjamin had taken control. The two other thugs froze, their eyes wide with shock, but they kept their guns trained