Con sighed and nodded his head."Is it up to thirty billion dollars? I don't really need to know the full amount, just tell me if it's up to thirty billion."Just mentioning that amount put a bitter taste at the back of Con's throat. Thirty billion dollars wasn't by any means a paltry sum of money. It was big money.Huge money that he might not even have a tenth of if he was to look into his account. He was even piss poor at the moment.Xavier was a lanky silver haired man that was good with guns. Con chuckled at that. Well they had all been good with guns on his team. That was a major requirement to be honest, and it was one all his men had met.But they all had their area of specialty and Xavier's was long distance shooting.Some soldiers could hardly shoot well at a very long distance, they always had to be some yards away from the enemy but not too far away.Xavier could shoot five men from fifty yards away and make it seem like he was taking a stroll.He could shoot ten men in l
Con walked the rest of the way home. His heart was in turmoil and his steps were hurried.How would he get two hundred million dollars?His current job barely paid him up to a thousand dollars per month and he could barely make a hundred dollars in a day.To get two hundred billion dollars he would probably have to work for the rest of his life, and he knew he didn't have that much time. Jake Caswell wouldn't wait for him to get that amount before he killed off half the people at Nurain.And Con would once again be held responsible for what had happened.No, that couldn't happen again. He had, at most a year to bring that Caswell guy to his knees, and that was what he intended to do. In the space of one year, he would bring Jake Caswell and his foolish companies down and then he would put him in the same situation he had just put Adeline in.He would make them beg for him to buy their stupid company.Or, he could just settle for bringing them down and he could leave the rest of the
Two men stood behind Aubrey, both of them looked huge and menacing. They scowled as their eyes scanned the room but Con didn't really care about whatever it was they were looking for.His eyes were glued to one person and that was his landlady. She had tears streaming down her face and her hair was sticking out from the neat bun she always packed it in. She looked disheveled, like she had been roughened up a bit and for the sake of whoever had laid a hand on her, Con hoped they were in another country at the moment.If not he would hunt whoever that was down and he would make them pay for touching her.Everyone in the room felt shivers run down their spines.The men who were behind Aubrey felt it the most. They couldn't understand why they suddenly felt like running away from this place, but they did. The aura of danger that hung in the air was so strong.The man on Aubrey's left side looked around, and apart from the lady herself, there was no one else in the living room, well no on
The man who had his hand in Aubrey's hair earlier, now had only one hand.Apparently he had thought Con was joking when he had made his threat, and sadly for him he had lost one of his hands because of his foolishness.The other goon wasn't looking much better himself. He was missing a few teeth and half of his face was covered in blood.Something about the tattoos on the side of their faces still bugged Con though. He just couldn't place his hand on it yet."Hey, make sure to clean up all that blood, okay? My landlady doesn't like the sight of it."One of the men broke out in tears and Con could bet that it was the one who had pulled Aubrey's hair.He was such a crybaby.Con looked around the house and he frowned at what he saw. There were blood stains on the wall and a chair had been broken when one of the goons had crashed on it.It was all minor damage so it wasn't that much of a concern, but still, Aubrey would need to use her money to replace it, and that would be money she pro
Con went to bed with a full stomach and a sweet goodnight from his landlady. That wasn't part of the favor he had asked of her though.He wouldn't be peeping at her again from now on, since they were friends now. That would be too bad of him.An alarm woke Con up the next day and he groaned as he slammed it off. He couldn't go late to work again and Jane had begged him to come early so he wouldn't be fired.He couldn't ignore the pleas of a beauty like her, so here he was, awake at five thirty in the morning and about to prepare for work.Con barely registered taking his bath and brushing his teeth. He hated waking up early in the morning. That was one of the main reasons he always got to work late.Con slipped on his clothes and smiled at the brightening sky. Because of the recent climate changes Glover city now had longer mornings and shorter nights. For some weird reason having the sun in the sky always made Con feel better and more energetic.Con walked out his door and turned
Con scanned his surroundings for signs of whoever might be following him and taking pictures of him.It was just six thirty in the morning for crying out loud. What the hell was someone doing taking pictures of someone else at six thirty in the morning?Whoever was doing this probably had a death wish, or maybe they were some kind of pervert.Con looked around again and saw some of the people who had been looking at him avert their eyes. They were just normal people who were coming out to open their stores and get work started for the day.They would look at anybody that passed by, so they really didn't count. The main person he was looking for was nowhere to be found.In fact there was no one with a camera on them as far as his eyes could see.So why did he always keep on hearing that clicking sound then?Con turned and continued on his way to work. He would catch this person, whoever it was, and he would scare them off so they could desist with the constant picture taking.Having p
Melissa Hollow was one of the biggest names in fashion. She was a beautiful young lady of northern descent and with her father as a major supplier of almost all essential raw materials needed to create anything really noteworthy in the fashion industry, some could say that her family basically ran the business.Of course her influence was most strong in Glover City.But it wasn't really her influence Jane wanted them to rely on.It was the influence of the almost one million women that followed her on social media, among which many of them were also influential women in their various fields of expertise.It should be easy getting a woman to do something for her fellow woman right? Jane replied in the negative when Con asked her. In this case and due to the sort of person they were dealing with, it would be extremely hard.To begin with Melissa was a very snobbish person. She would never take notice of you or help you if she wasn't getting something in return, and in this case Nurai
Three more bullets had been shot at the building before Con could convince the male HR manager to hand him a gun.John looked at him warily before handing him the gun."How are you sure you're not going to kill someone?"Con repressed a sigh and ran his hand through his hair instead."I know what I can do with a gun, I also know what type of weapon is being used to fire those shots and trust me when I say whoever is shooting at the building isn't joking. They're going to seriously hurt someone if we do not take action."The male HR manager still didn't seem convinced and Con didn't really blame him to be honest.Handing over a gun to a security guard was against the rules. Con was a low rank security guard too and to the best of John's knowledge he probably had no training, a short temper, and he was always goofing around.Even he wouldn't hand a gun over so hastily to someone that behaved the way he did. But there were a lot of things that the HR manager didn't know about him and th