“Talk to me! What the fuck is going on? Why are the cops here?!” She demanded an answer from Liam and Jack.“Mr. Bella,” Liam called calmly before pointing at Byron, “This pauper here stole one of our precious clients car keys and just as he was about driving their car out, I caught him in the process.” Bella shook her head in disappointment, “May I know who this customer is or evidence that a customer in there is the owner of this car?” Jack quickly added, “I have been looking at this angle for quite a while and I never saw this young man drive in with this car. He is simply a petty ass thief.”The manager didn't hesitate. Without warning, she raised her hands and gave both Liam and Jack a thunderous slap.Her left hand landed on Liam's cheeks while her right hand landed on Jack's, hitting them at the same time.“I will not let your foolishness cost me to lose my job!” She barked coldly before turning to face the cops, “I apologize for this trouble. My boss can't try to steal his c
“....In the news…. Mrs Smith was found dead in her apartment, about an hour ago… more updates will be brought to you shortly….” Sara ran her fingers through her hair then her eyes left the TV in front of her and darted over to Byron. “This is impossible.” Sucre and Lincoln said almost the same time.. “She can't be dead!” Lincoln frowned. As they all expressed their dissatisfaction about the news, Byron had an expressionless face, while going through his phone. “I'm sorry.” Sara tapped Byron's shoulder. “Why are you sorry?” Byron scoffed, zooming into the dead pictures of Beatrice online. “Well… she's your stepmom and….” “I never considered her family.” Byron cut her short, “If anything, she deserves what she got but it would have been more deserving if I was the one who squeezed life out of her the way she did with my father.” Byron explained. “The tape we got is useless.” Tbaj said, biting his lower lip hard. “I feel bad for Alex, how do you think she'd feel?” Sucre said out
Derek poured out the smoke in his mouth with bitter pain evidence on his face. Sophia, Alex and Richard all bowed their heads as he unleashed his anger.“So… you all wanna tell me you had no idea Byron was Miller Guidotti?!” He barked breathlessly. What a nice way to be surprised. He laughed out loud at the thought of being fooled by a person like Byron.He had always thought there was more to Miller Guidotti for not always showing up even on important meetings, aside from the fact that he prefers being emailed than receiving a call. Though whenever he calls, Miller Guidotti's voice was far different from the Byron's voice he was used to. He believed Byron must have used a settings on his phone to fool him with a different voice.‘Smart.’ He thought with a frown.Sophia and the rest shook their heads in fear. “Personally, I had no idea at all. I promise, Derek.” “None of us were aware.”“I would have been the first to let you know if I was, Derek.”“I swear! He looked nothing like B
“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