“Excuse me… what are you doing here?” The man asked, raising his both hands as he saw the gun Byron pointed at him. “Don’t ask questions, just do as I've said and no one gets hurt.” Byron said and moved closer to the man. “I need you to call up to the tower with a message for H629Jk.” Meanwhile, on air, the pilot heard his radio from the tower. “H629Jk, this is an operative reporting from your tower, we just got word from another craft that your plane should be land immediately.” After listening to it, the assistant pilot looked around as if not understanding what he was hearing, they rarely had an immediate landing, then he placed his walkie-talkie close to his mouth, “Tower clear across the board here, am really good for landing?” As the pilot spoke, Byron and the man could hear from the radio. “Tell them they need to land at the south end, following emergency protocols.” Byron tilted his head, his gun still pointed at the man who had worry etched on his face. He shook his he
Meanwhile, Derek was in his apartment, fuming with anger. He grabbed the nearest flower vase beside his TV and smashed it across his door.“Are you all fucking kidding me right now?!” He yelled on top of his lungs. “Are you telling me that that bastard had been working in Gate Corporations for weeks now and no one had a single idea!” What if Bianca didn't find out?Sophia, Alex and Richard all sat in silence. Beatrice wasn't here, she was at out, while they had to face Derek themselves.They hate to break it to her but they all saw this coming. They were aware that Derek was definitely going to find out sooner or later. It's been what? Just three weeks and he already found out.Will they be getting what Beatrice promised them? Because the one month she promised was now remaining just one week. But now that Derek had gotten the news, did they just waste three weeks of loyalty to Byron, or Beatrice for nothing?“Calm down, I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding, are you sure Byron and th
Sucre slapped the tired man one more time before grabbing a seat then placing it in front of him. He sat face to face with Henry White who was tied to his seat and had blood dripping from his nose and mouth.“You love to get tortured, don't you?” Sucre said to him. “Make the fucking call!”Sara on the other hand walked over to the bathroom as she was starting to feel some kinda way due to the blood she was seeing from the man.He deserved it and more but for some reason, she felt like throwing up. She was a doctor and seeing blood wasn't new to her but she just had this weird feeling.“Are you okay?” Byron asked as he saw her right from where he stood.She nodded, “Yes.” Before walking away.Byron stood not too far from Sucre as he watched him trying to get the old man to make the call.Yesterday, he had expected Beatrice or Derek's men to come after them since they had what he wanted. Fortunately, they were able to shoot back at them and get over to this mansion at pinnock estate.Th
Meanwhile, Sara sat on the chair Lincoln had placed opposite Henry and had been talking to him while Lincoln watched from afar.She held his phone that has been ringing non-stop for about 5 minutes now but he has refused to pick up.“Your boss has been calling a lot, they must be wondering where you are.” She said to him, looking down at the caller ID, it was Beatrice and Derek calling.Henry smiled faintly, “You're right. They must be wondering. The longer they do, the more danger you in particular are in.” Henry explained. She was the only female here, and since the men weren't close, this was his time.“Just call Beatrice and Derek then say what Byron wants you to say to them.” Henry laughed, “Then what? You'll let me go?”Sara cocked an eyebrow, “Never. But Byron would make sure you spend the rest of your life in a decent facility without a death penalty.” Sara explained calmly.“Hahaha!” Henry laughed out loud, “Whichever way. If I make that call…” his gaze fell on his phone on
“It's for the best. At least he's willing to turn himself in.” Sucre said but Sara objected. “No! None of you get it do you? It's a plan! It's staged. This is on national news.” Sara explained. With all Henry had said to her earlier, she believes he had something up his sleeves. Calling the news was more than suspicious. The Henry White she has heard of loves the luxury life and would never do anything to be locked up. He would probably never confess that he had a hand in faking his own death just for more money. “This goes wrong? We are all back in jail.” Tbaj said with a hint of disappointment. He saw some sense in what Sara was saying. Henry had given out their full address and finding them would be as easy as fucking a stripper when you got cool cash. “Let's get out of here, the cops might probably be on their way here.” Lincoln said, grabbing Henry with him. “You're coming with us.” They all walked outside when suddenly, Henry, who had seen the gun Byron placed
“Come with me, I let the girl go.” Byron furrowed his brows. He could have sworn he knows who owns that voice but he wasn't pretty sure just yet.“Do what he wants, Byron.” Sucre whispered, his eyes darting to the gate that was being knocked down, to the dead body that was right in front of them.“Let me think.” Byron whispered back then he slowly walked over to the masked person.“Hey! Hey! Don't come any closer!” The strange masked guy barked.Byron's heart was in shreds just by seeing the terrified look on his wife's face. Her face was pale, she seemed to be breathing faster like she was going to run out of breath.“I thought you wanted me? Let her go so we can both leave, the cops are going to burst in; in less than seconds!” Byron said to him.“You can outsmart everyone except me, I am your worst nightmare, Mr. Guidotti!” Lincoln and the rest all turned to each other in extreme shock as the masked guy just addressed Byron with his new identity. Only a handful of people knew th
“Do it now!” Terrified, the lady quickly went to get the keys.“Don't give it to him!” Other cop barked but the lady didn't listen as she threw the keys to Sucre who caught it immediately as he had no one wrapped under him.“This looks uglier than I thought.” Lincoln said as he watched the chaotic battle between his cousins, Sucre and the cops.He finally got the signal from Byron and without hesitation, he started the car and drove out of the gate.“Don't fucking move!” A cop pointed at the car but Lincoln obeys no one. With the highest speed, he drove out of the estate, down the highway.“Sucre start the car!” Byron yelled, his sweat rolling down his jawline.Sucre nodded, opened the driver seat door and got in while Byron was still out, pointing his gun at the cop he captured.“This is your last chance, I'm not going to tell you again!” The leader of the cop threatened as he walked close to Byron.“One more step and I drop him!” Byron warm, breathlessly, indicating he was gonna p
Sara didn't say a word, she went as fast as she could, bringing scissors out of her box.She placed the scissors at the top of his shirt, slowly cutting his bloody shirt in half.Her box was more like an advanced first-aid box and she had all the equipment in treating wounds. “Sara, can you handle this?” Byron asked.Sucre could get immediately arrested once he was admitted to a hospital and they would make use of that to make sure that he's back in jail. So they could only treat him here.Cool thing is, he could use the Miller Guidotti identity to walk freely but could Tbaj, Lincoln, Sucre and Sara walk freely without Derek trying to manipulate everything to make sure he gets to him?Sara nodded, “I'd give it my best shot.”Byron smiled faintly, “Okay,” Then he turned to Tbaj, “Come with me, I need your help.”-“Increase the volume.” Beatrice said to Alex as she walked in. She dropped her bag before taking her seat close to the TV as Alex increased the volume of the TV news.“....O