“How much are we talking about here? A thousand? Million?” Franklin asked with a smile. It's going to take more than just mere pennies for him to work for the enemy even if he was no longer working for Derek.“A million dollars and more. But we have to meet up.” Franklin shook his head, “I need something from you. I'd be using that to do whatever job it is you want to carry out.”“Which is?” Byron asked.“The tape from Mrs Beatrice and also, one of the cards you took from the vault.” Franklin explained.“What do you need Beatrice's tape for?” Byron raised a suspicious brow.Franklin shrugged, “It's not useful to you. And I'd love to make some cash with it.” He explained, building Byron's interest even more.“We have a deal then.” Byron smirked, “There's a white statue of the Greek god in Crescent Park, I need you there in an hour.” Byron explained, “Do you have a brown suit?”“Yes.”“Wear it and a red tie. That way, we'd know who you are once we arrived.” Without waiting for a respon
The three men paused as they watched Franklin disappear into the lake. “They wanna drown the mic on him, just in case.” One of them said with a frown. In a few minutes, Franklin was out, walking on the other side of the lake, his clothes soaking wet. He felt disgusted walking with wet hair and clothes. “Hey, Mr. This is for you.” He heard a voice behind him then he turned and saw a little kid handing him something. He didn't care to see what it was, he quickly waved his hands at the kid, “Listen kid, go meet your Mama, I'm not interested.” He said harshly. “I'm not selling the phone. Some dude gave me 30 bucks to give this to the first wet guy I see.” As the kid explained, the phone started ringing, “Here.” The kid said once more then Franklin reached for it. As he placed the call close to his ear, the kid ran off. “You see the building in front of you?” Sucre said as soon as the call connected. “Yes, I see it.” “Go inside.” Sucre said. Franklin frowned, his palm form
“Shit!” Sucre dropped the call and immediately ran out of the building.Byron didn't take his phone, so they don't track it and now? He was over 40 minutes away from him! How would he get to him in time?He kept bumping into people but didn't stop running towards the building where Byron was.`Franklin walked close to Byron, reaching to collect it from his hands, “We should hurry. It's only a matter of time till Derek finds out we are in the same building together.” Byron moved his hands away, not allowing Franklin touch the tape or the card in his possession. “Who needs the tape? And where are you taking it to?” Franklin smiled, “Well I'm going to make sure the tape gets in the right hands, so…”“Whose?” Byron cut him short.Franklin swallowed hard, “A friend.” Byron cock a brow, “What kind of friend?” “He is an influential and powerful person. Does that answer your question?” “I need you for a job. This tape holds a lot that might break my sister.” Byron said calmly, “And if y
A splash of water on Sara's face woke her up immediately. “Ah…” She exclaimed as the cold water splashed on her face for the second time.“Wake the fuck up, bitch! You’ve been sleeping like a pregnant cow!” Sara yelled the roar of a man. She slowly opened her eyes, scanning the room. Her heart pounded in her chest. She wasn't fully conscious of where she was until her blurry vision turned bright. Then she realized she wasn't in the warehouse.A white man walked and sat in front of her with a smirk on his face.“Hmmm.” She tried to scream or probably run but then, she was tied to the chair she sat on and her mouth was covered with a piece of clothing.“Shhh. You're going nowhere.” The man smirked sensing she was trying to free herself from the ropes he tied around her legs and hand.“There's one thing about me that will make a great deal to you; is that I am reasonable.” The man stated, “If you tell me what you know, you get to go. And if all this is done, we could get to grab a piec
“....We set a time. I'd be meeting up with Franklin Rock himself in two hours from now.” Byron explained to Lincoln and the rest.“How did you know that guy wasn't the real Franklin Rock?” Tbaj asked.“Yeah…. I thought he was accurate.” Lincoln added.Byron sighs, “He was nervous when he walked into the room.” He said, “I already suspected when he asked for Beatrice's tape. I knew something was off when he made that request. But what convinced me more was when he said he was an asthmatic patient.”“Could he be lying about that?” Tbaj asked.Byron nodded, “He called a random name as what he used in his inhaler. He isn't asthmatic. He was sent by Derek.” “How did Derek know we'd be contacting his former employee?” Sucre shrugged.“No idea, but Derek would always try to be one step ahead of us but we are smarter for him not to know our next step.” “That's the spirit.” Byron smiled and stood to walk away.“Where are you going, meh?” Lincoln and Tbaj asked almost at the same time.“To Sa
“It's almost 5pm, it's going to be dark soon, don't tell me to relax, Sucre.” Byron warned, walking back and forth in the warehouse.“I know you're worried, in fact, we all are. She's our little doctor here. But hey… do you think it's enough reason to reschedule your meeting with Franklin Rock?” Lincoln asked. “Why not calm down and wait for an update from your men, I'm sure they'd find her if indeed she's missing.”“He is right, Byron. Who knows, we could wake up to find out Franklin is dead just like Beatrice, and then what?” Tbaj said truthfully.“Listen I don't know about you but I'm tired of walking without being cautious of a stray bullet or an attack.” Tbaj added.“Fuck you all!” Byron grabbed his jacket and stormed out of the warehouse in anger. He got into his car and zoomed off to the location he was meant to meet up with Mr. Rock. By the time he's done with the man, Sara better be back home or his men better have good news on her whereabouts before this was no longer funny
It was 8;45 in the night, and already dark. Sucre, Byron and the rest had split up to look for Sara.Byron's men had no positive updates, no way to track her as her phone was switched off. And Byron didn't settle for ‘By tomorrow’ Something was off, and he had a huge hunch that it had something to do with Derek. He placed his hoodie on and glasses as he car stopped at Derek's neighborhood. He got down from his car, and carefully walked over to Derek's gate. He hid himself not too far as he scanned the tall building in front of him.He wasn't with the rest, so no one could stop him from going into that mansion and pulling Sara out of his stomach or wherever it was he kept her.Just then, he saw Derek's car driving out of his gate. He caught a glimpse of the people inside the car and he was able to see Derek inside.“Where is he going?” Byron muttered as he watched Derek's car drive further away from his gate.He contemplated if he should tail his car or go into his house to go get
He increased the volume of his TV, before placing his glove on both of his hands. Just then, he heard a knock on his door.“Who the fuck is that?” I raised a brow, staring at his door.The knock stopped then the only thing he could hear was the sound of his TV and the running water from his bathroom.He decided to continue with what he was doing but then, he heard the knock again. He frowned and took off his gloves.Just while he was at it, he saw the door slowly opening. Quickly, he dropped everything then rushed to the door, stopping the person who attempted to walk in.“Oh, sorry dude, I thought you stepped out.” The guy apologized as he saw Liam appear in front of him, closing the door halfway.“No… I'm still around.” Liam replied, shutting the door a bit but the guy's leg didn't allow him to close the door properly, plus, the guy didn't stop.“Okay… just that a couple of guests and neighbors are complaining about the volume of your TV….” The guy said, his eyes darting around th