Gabriel decided to make up for refusing to hang out with Anna the other day by meeting her for lunch. They met at a cozy little bistro in the city. Anna's eyes lit up when she saw him, clearly happy to see him."Thanks for meeting up with me, Gabriel," she said, smiling warmly as they sat down."Of course, Anna. I felt bad about turning you down the other day," Gabriel replied, returning her smile.As they began to eat, their conversation flowed naturally. Anna leaned forward, genuinely interested. "I heard about your supermarket. How's everything going with that?"Gabriel sighed, shaking his head. "It's been tough lately. We've had some incidents causing trouble and affecting the business."Anna's brow furrowed in concern. "Is there anything I can do to help?"Gabriel smiled appreciatively but shook his head. "I appreciate the offer, Anna, but I think I've got it handled. Just need to take some extra measures."Their conversation was brief, filled with casual banter. Soon, Gabriel c
Gabriel couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness as he stood near the chaotic scene. His heart ached for the hostages trapped inside the bank. Observing the situation, he noticed that the police were hesitant to take any decisive action.He moved closer to the police line, blending into the crowd of onlookers. Amidst the confusion, he saw a tall, middle-aged man with graying hair and a sharp suit yelling at a negotiation expert. The man had a commanding presence, and his nametag read "Henry Jenkins," indicating he was the bank manager."How could you botch this so badly?" Henry Jenkins shouted, his face flushed with anger. "You got one of my employees killed! What kind of negotiation was that?"The negotiation expert, a frazzled woman named Sarah, looked equally frustrated. "Mr. Jenkins, we’re doing everything we can. The robbers are highly unstable. We need to proceed with caution."Gabriel edged closer, straining to hear their conversation. The police officers around them looked c
Gabriel held his ground. "I understand the risks, but I also know how to talk to people. Let me help."The inspector frowned. "If you think you can just walk in there and solve this, you're mistaken.""I don’t intend to just walk in," Gabriel said calmly. "But I do think I can help diffuse the situation. We need to approach this with a clear head."Realizing Gabriel was determined to get involved, the manager, Henry Jenkins, took him aside, handling the situation delicately. “Master Wellington," he started softly, "I must insist you reconsider. This situation is far too dangerous. We can't risk your safety."Gabriel shook his head firmly. "Henry, I appreciate your concern, but I'm not leaving. I'm here to help. And please, just call me Gabriel."Henry sighed and nodded, stuttering, "Alright, master Wellington… sorry, I mean, Gabriel. But be careful."Gabriel returned to the police, now more resolute. He leaned in towards the inspector and said quietly, "I have some martial arts train
There was a moment of silence as the words sank in. Zoe, despite herself, began to see the logic in his argument. The officers around them exchanged glances, their skepticism slowly waning.However, the scene took an unexpected turn. The eyes of the manager, several sergeants, and other officers lingered on Zoe’s ample chest, which seemed more visible through her shirt than it should have been.Their gazes were filled with inappropriate fantasies and imaginations, their movements betraying their lack of professionalism.Gabriel noticed this and leaned closer to Zoe, who instinctively tensed, ready to react to what she thought was an advance. Instead, he whispered, "Be conscious of the wolves around."Zoe followed his gaze and noticed the lingering eyes. A flicker of realization crossed her face. She straightened, fixing her shirt, and glared at the ogling men. The manager, caught in the act, quickly averted his eyes, embarrassed.Gabriel stepped back and gave a subtle nod to the mana
As the makeshift medic tended to the man, Gabriel continued to keep the robbers engaged in conversation, subtly diffusing their tension with his calm demeanor.Meanwhile, Zoe kept her stance, her hand still on her gun but her mind was now clearer. She admired Gabriel's ability to handle the situation without escalating it. She could see the robbers' initial aggression slowly melting away as Gabriel's wise words took effect.Gabriel's focus on the hostages' well-being created a temporary truce, allowing everyone to breathe a little easier. As the elderly man’s breathing steadied, the robbers seemed less inclined to act violently, giving Gabriel and Zoe a small but crucial window to plan their next move.As one of the robbers whispered something to the head robber, his expression turned severe. He stood up and pointed his gun at Gabriel, his voice filled with disdain. "I don't give a damn about these hostages. Let’s talk about what’s more important."Gabriel remained unperturbed, his
Zoe’s emotions churned as she waited, her faith in Gabriel wavering amidst the uncertainty.The air inside the bank became thick with tension and frustration. The head robber paced back and forth, his irritation growing with each passing minute. Finally, unable to contain his anger any longer, he marched over to Zoe, grabbed her by the hair, and yanked her to her feet."Where is he?" he snarled, his face inches from hers. "Why has your partner taken over an hour to come back?"Zoe, her eyes blazing with defiance, glared at him. "I don't know. Maybe he's negotiating for your lives right now. Maybe he's making sure you don't get yourselves killed."The head robber’s face contorted with rage. "Don’t play smart with me." He slapped her hard across the face, causing her to stumble but she quickly regained her footing and he grabbed her by the hair again. Around them, the hostages started to murmur anxiously. Fear and frustration bubbled to the surface as their hopes of rescue seemed to b
Their heated argument drew the attention of everyone around them. The inspector and other officers watched in surprise as the situation grew more volatile. "You don't understand what's at stake," Gabriel snapped."And you think you do?" Dan shot back, his voice rising.Suddenly, in a burst of anger, Dan lurched forward, his fist swinging towards Gabriel. The officers gasped in shock as the conflict spiraled out of control, adding another layer of chaos to an already dire situation.Gabriel blocked Dan's initial punch with a swift, practiced movement, his hand meeting Dan’s fist with a resounding smack. Dan's face turned pale as he stumbled back, shocked by the unexpected resistance. Gabriel stood firm, his stance calm and unyielding. Dan, refusing to back down, launched a series of reckless punches. Gabriel dodged each one effortlessly, his movements fluid and precise. Finally, with a quick maneuver, he pinned Dan to the ground, his grip firm but not injurious."Enough!" the inspe
Inside one of the vehicles, the head robber, now driving, glanced back and barked, "Tie them up properly."The robber sitting beside Gabriel and Zoe obliged, tying Gabriel's hands tightly. When he moved on to Zoe, he took his time, looping the rope around her upper body in an effort to grope her. He ogled her ample chest, leaning closer to peer down her shirt. Zoe, seething with rage, gave him a hard headbutt, sending him sprawling back against the seat.Gabriel snarled at the groper but was helpless, his hands bound. The robber attempted to retaliate, raising his hand to strike Zoe, but the head robber roared, "Enough! One more stunt like that, and you're dead!"The car jerked to a stop at a dilapidated villa, the robbers' hideout. As they approached the entrance, they were greeted by the sight of two men arguing heatedly. Suddenly, one of them pulled a knife and stabbed the other, who fell lifelessly to the ground. The robbers were momentarily distracted, providing Gabriel, who ha