“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
Byron lit his cigarette and poured the smoke out of his mouth. Standing at the balcony, the fresh air blows his clothes calmly.He cocked his brows at Lincoln's words.“I'm not sure you get this, do you?” He frowned.Lincoln shrugged, “I wish I care. But my son being far away from Emerald Hill doesn't guarantee his complete safety.”“Is fifteen men not enough to protect him even when he's in school? I'd add ten more if you're that insecure.” Byron said, casually smoking his cigarette.Lincoln shook his head, “Ljay plays basketball, he could go out using the toilet and then boom.”“You're overthinking this. My men are from the best in the states.” “This is going to be an endless war. Look at this for instance, Derek and Beatrice are still out there working freely and the clip we made, down the drain, our efforts, useless! Vanessa is in bigger trouble for helping us!” Lincoln expressed his dissatisfaction due to the recent development the state CID made concerning them.Their words wer
Derek sat at the edge of the seat, staring right at Beatrice, Sophia and Richard.“Our time of winning isn't over until I die!” Beatrice announced, her eyes darting from one person to the other.“Bullshit!” Roared. “This isn't a child's play and Byron for all we know could be anywhere!” He exclaimed.“Listen to me! I got this shit under control, you just need to trust me.” She was certain that Byron wouldn't dare play pranks on her. The one month she gave him was over, and she had been waiting for an alert or a phone call from him on when and how the cards were going to be in her custody.And since Derek was yet to be aware of all this, she had to act fast before Richard, Sophia and Alex started getting impatient and started asking for their pay before Derek got to know they had been working behind his back.“I have a hunch that Byron is close!” Derek continued. “And if you all weren't the failures that you are, we'd have those cards and Byron's head in our possession! Even Vanessa
The man who pointed his gun noticed this and when he looked up at the man who didn't seem to let Beatrice's hands go, he got a sneak peak at his face but the face-cap and hoodie didn't allow him get a proper view of his face.The noise in the crowd intensified as Beatrice's voice was heard and about 5 bodyguards ran over to her.“Take him down!”“Take him down!Just then, Richard punched the guy on his nose, then Beatrice's hand was set free. “Detain him!” She placed her hand over her heart, trying to catch her breath while the bodyguards placed an handcuff on the man's hand, taking him away.Seeing all this, the man with the gun retreated and started making a phone call, while leaving the hall.About four bodyguards helped Beatrice out of the crowded place. She walked outside the building, and immediately got into her van while she watched her bodyguards put the man into their other car.She took a deep breath as if just getting her breath back before looking down at her palm. That
“There's one thing I need you to have in mind, is your opinion about my brother, means absolutely nothing to me.” Beatrice took a closer look to scan Lincoln's bruised and bloody face. “The card… you said you have it? Can I have it?” Her patience was wearing thin. Lincoln scoffed, “Hold your horses cowgirl. I don't have it… but I can arrange for you to receive it.” Beatrice burst out a mocking laugh, “You don't make arrangements for me Mr. Lincoln, I have people for that… I'm not exactly certain you're even working alone.” She had a hunch he was sent by Byron. And this was probably one of their tricks to either kill her or get her out of the way, same way they did with her brother. “I work for no bastard! Believe it or not I don't care!” Lincoln barked, his expression dark. Beatrice cocked a brow as she sensed the seriousness in his tone. Byron must have done something to his cousin for him to wanna betray him this much. “Well if you really wanted to bring me the cards as you'