The rain fell heavily, as if the clouds were crying.Thick clouds covered the sky, casting a gloomy shadow over the cemetery.They had just buried Tom.Among the people standing by was Tom’s mother, Eleanor, clutching her son’s photo in trembling hands.Her cries were the loudest, and she could barely control the tears streaming down her face.Nathan stood a few paces behind her, silent and unyielding as stone. He watched Eleanor with a hollow gaze.Tom had been one of his most loyal men—a friend, even—and now he was gone, snatched from the world in a brutal display of Darius's cruelty.The memory of that bloodstained bag, of Tom's severed head, still played in his mind.Eleanor fell to her knees by her son’s casket, continuing to cry and wail.Her voice cracked as she whispered to her son, as if he could still hear her. “My boy… my beautiful boy…”Nathan took a step forward, his heart heavy with grief.Eleanor looked up at him, her tear-streaked face etched with grief and helpless ra
“But tell me, why now? What did he do to finally push you over the edge?”Darius’s jaw clenched, and his voice was thick with fury. “He stole a fortune from me. Set me up to look like a fool, even had the audacity to give my own money away as if he were some saint.""And now he thinks he can walk away untouched?” He let out a bitter laugh.“I’m done with his games. It’s time he learns what it means to cross me.”Liam’s grin was cold and sharp. “I couldn’t agree more.” His eyes glittered with dark satisfaction as he imagined the moment Nathan would finally be brought to his knees.“So, what’s your plan?” Liam asked, crossing his arms as he leaned back against the steel beam, watching Darius with interest.Darius smirked as Liam asked him the question he had been waiting for him to ask. "You know, Liam, to really take down Lord Cloud, we need more than just anger; we need power, real power.”Liam’s brow furrowed slightly as he watched Darius with a measured gaze. “What are you getting a
The next morning, Prescott was buzzing. News anchors conveyed the shocking announcement across every major network, and newspapers bore bold headlines that electrified the streets: **Darius Royal Enters Presidential Race with Liam Smith as Vice President. The city hadn’t seen a political shakeup like this in years.Across social media, reactions poured in, flooding timelines and feeds with heated debates. “Can’t believe Darius is running. A guy like that, in charge of the whole country?” one tweet read. Others were even sharper: This is a slap in the face to Prescott’s integrity. Darius and his vice are unfit for office.But just as quickly, supporters flooded in. Comment sections exploded with praise for Darius’s “Daring Character.”To some, he was the figure who could bring real change, someone who wasn’t afraid to challenge the establishment, especially since they had seen him stand up to one of the most powerful men in Prescott.The reactions of political figures were equally mixe
Nathan turned to her, his face resolute. “Yes. Darius has turned this into something personal. He wants to brings me down.""He doesn’t care about Prescott or its people; he only cares about power. So I’ll give him a real opponent. I’ll make sure he can’t dodge the truth.”Vanessa nodded, her anger replaced with fierce determination. “Then we’ll take him down together. He’s not going to ruin this country, and he’s not going to destroy us.”They sat in silence for a moment, watching as Darius’s interview continued to play on the screen, trying to deceive everyone with his false charm. But Nathan could see the fear and desperation behind those eyes. As the broadcast ended, Nathan leaned forward, his face set with unyielding resolve. “Darius has declared war,” he said softly, a fierce light burning in his eyes. “But he has no idea what’s coming for him. We’re going to show Prescott who he really is. And when the time comes, he’ll have nowhere left to hide.” Vanessa nodded, standing bes
The political campaign had barely begun, but Darius and Liam were already making waves with their bold promises.And like Darius said, he had a plan to gain the people's trust, and he was going to do that by making just one promise: to address the abandoned factory site that had plagued Prescott’s eastern district for decades.Polluted and toxic, it had been a breeding ground for illness, with families watching loved ones grow sick, even die, from the contaminated air and soil.For years, politicians had refused to address the issue.The cleanup would require millions, and for some dark reasons, they had kept it as it was.But now, Darius and Liam claimed they would be the ones to finally dismantle it. Not only that, they were going to build a central park on top of it.As the promise spread, it was as though a spark had been lit among the people.“Darius is finally taking a stand where others have failed,” said one commentator on the evening news. Images of the factory—its rusted gat
Bianca saw the determination in Nathan's eyes, and she knew this wasn’t just politics for him; this was personal. Prescott was more than just a city; it was his home, and the idea of Darius manipulating the people’s pain for political gain was something Nathan couldn’t, and wouldn’t, let slide.Bianca nodded slowly, feeling her own resolve harden. “I’ll dig into it. I’ll find every piece of evidence showing Darius’s involvement with that pollution. If he and his allies are responsible for the condition of the eastern district, we’ll make sure the public knows the truth.”“Thank you, Bianca,” Nathan said, his voice low but intense. “I need someone I trust on this—someone who knows where to look and won’t back down.”She gave him a confident smile. “I won’t let you down.”Nathan nodded, his eyes returning to the screen where Darius’s campaign was still running. “The eastern district deserves better than lies and broken promises,” Nathan continued, and a sly smile crept onto his face. "
Bianca looked deep into the man's eyes, and she could see the torment that had brought him here to the brink of destruction.She could see that, beneath the rage and desperation, he was a father who just wanted to save his daughter.In that moment, she felt her own sense of purpose tighten; if Nathan was going to bring down Darius, then she would fight with every ounce of her strength to make it happen.“Listen to me,” she said firmly, her voice low but urgent. “You want Darius to pay for what he’s done, don’t you?”He looked up, his face twisted in pain, yet a glimmer of hope flickered in his eyes. “I do. More than anything.”“Then we need your help,” she continued. “We can’t let you destroy this place while he walks away looking like a hero.""We have to make sure everyone in Prescott knows the truth about him. And with your story, with your daughter’s story… we can make that happen.”The man hesitated, glancing back toward the abandoned site as if considering the gasoline cans once
Bianca’s heart clenched, but she have a reassuring smile. “Yes, sweetheart. I promise you, we’re here to help. You’re so brave, you know that?”The girl’s smile grew as she glanced back at her father. “Daddy says I’m his little warrior.”Bianca felt a lump form in her throat as she listened. “You are his little warrior. And you know what? Warriors like you inspire people. You’re going to help us turn this part of the country around.”The girl’s small fingers tightened around Bianca’s hand, and she leaned her head back, looking at her father. “Daddy, are they really going to help us?”Her father’s face was a mix of love and heartbreak as he nodded, his voice barely steady. “Yes, baby. These people… they’re going to make sure everyone knows what’s happening here. They’re going to make it right.”The girl’s eyes gleamed with hope. “Does that mean... they’ll make it better for everyone here?”Bianca felt a wave of emotion wash over her as she heard the question. She could see that the gir