A simple call was all it took; the intoxicating power of the Blackwood heir.Jessica's eyes were filled with bewilderment as the Doctor who happened to be the Chief medical officer was escorted out of the hospital premises by the security.Camelia met him on the way as he was shoved shamefully into a black van tagged the same hospital he threatened to send her mother to if she did not pay him. Their eyes locked and his gaze was marked with both fury and shame. She gawked at him, wondering why he was gazing at her with such a feisty stare.She was utterly confused.She ran up the stairs in a flight, towards what used to be her mother's room but it was empty.As she ran out to the corridor, about to raise an alarm about her mother's disappearance, she and Jessica meet at the entrance.“Camelia!” Jessica called out to her, trying to calm her raging nerves. She could see the panic in her friend's eyes.“Where is my mother? Where was she moved to? Is she alright?” She bamboozled Jessica wi
The pungent stench of nothing in particular travelled through Camelia's nostrils and her eyes fell open speedily.She felt bang on her head and an “ouch” escaped her lips, followed by silent moans.Then she noticed that she could not be audible enough and her hands were tied to the chair. Her burrows got sweaty as her heart cut apart from the knowledge of where she was.“I have been kidnapped!” She yelled through her muffled lips and began to squeak and scream, kicking her legs, vehemently fighting to set herself free.Unfortunately, freedom was such a luxury that Camelia could not afford and it was too costly to attain.Her heart palpitated more than usual as she wriggled and twirled, trying to free herself from the piece of clothing that held her down.“Let me go!” She yelled out , “I want to go and see my mother.”Her defiance gradually wore out giving room to her panic and fear, as she became engrossed in scary thoughts about what would be the end of her.She wondered what her fat
The Blackwood's complex was still lit as Marcus' meeting with Luciana Pedro was still ongoing. It was the second time they were having a meeting regarding the Mandii school project.The only next person who was there at the meeting was Sam; his personal security guard.Luciana was seated across from his table as she flashed her teeth while they conversed indepthly.“The intricacies of this case is quite confusing and can take a bend that is unexpected,” Luciana suggested, twisting her lips.Marcus nodded. He understood exactly what she meant. The case was not a straightForward one. After their previous conversation, she was convinced that she had the way out till she went on to do some more underground findings and discovered that Magnus legally bought the school which was a fact unknown to Marcus.“You know what I think,” Marcus began to say, “I think we need to arrest him right away. He is trying to demolish the structure. I doubt that he has got any good intentions for that school
The violence persisted, ferociously upon her body. Each passing minute was yelling, kicking, punching or hitting against her body.Camelia let out shrieking screams till her lungs could no longer supply her the required air to let out screams and she simply moaned in pain.Yet, her defiance overrode her nagging desire for freedom from the terror she was forced to endure.The raunchy looking fellow who seemed like the leader of the gang that Derek invited to handle her, held up his hand to stop his fellow rogues.“Lady, are you ready to start talking now?” His hoarse voice queried Camelia with his hard gaze fixed on her swollen face.She could barely see as her left eye was swollen and the right one was bloodied.She shut her eyes and let the tears flow down freely, trying so hard to keep her shaky lips calm.The fellow jabbed her aggressively, growling at her to respond or he would resume his torture.“Do whatever you like!” Camelia groaned and burst into heartfelt tears. “I will neve
Jessica was walking out of the hospital to meet up with Marcus where he was waiting in the car for her and then her phone rang.She stops in her tracks to see the caller. Her heart raced with excitement as bestie appeared on the screen.“It is Camelia! Camelia is calling me!” She yelped with excitement and rushed to Marcus's Side of the car.Marcus got down from the car to hear the phone conversation. He did not seem quite convinced and thought a foul play was probably going on with her abductors.Jessica took the call and expectantly only to hear a male voice call her name:“Jessica…”Her heart sank. The voice was familiar. A few weeks ago, she had heard Camelia having a phone conversation with Mr. Derek and this was the same voice that she heard that day over that conversation.She felt a pang of fear knock against her chest and she became sweaty and uncomfortable.Yet, she had to ask for confirmation.“Who is this?” Her words were loose and shaky.“Jessica…Jessica. Today is World F
Her mind was still racing uncontrollably. She could not keep a hold on her emotions. She was depressed by her friend's disappearance and more by the man who held her captive.Her hands were visibly shaking and Marcus could see it as he drove her to a gadget store.“You need to calm down, Jessica. I understand that you might be too scared and perturbed by the entire situation but I advise that you maintain Calmness as that can keep you an edge over him.”Though his voice was calm yet it was not soothing for her. It was a scary era for Jessica.All the while that her friend Camelia talked about how dangerous Derek was, she never saw it in the light she now did.Now she understood better how cruel he was and she could not help but feel scared and perturbed. Her heart beat rose and fell hastily.“I have plans on how to get him down. You need not bother. I would just need you to get Camellia to release the passcode to him and then you will have a mic and a tracker on you.”Jessica glanced
The large, dusty warehouse reverberated with the voices of Magnus and Maxwell as they drew out plots on how to take down their common enemy, Marcus.He had become such a thorn in their flesh that they simply could not wait for him to be brought down or torn down like a piece of clothing.The two men stood, facing each other, surrounded by their heavily guarded men, they dissected possible options in how to destroy Marcus.“His guts eats me up daily,” Magnus sneered, throwing a furious glance at Maxwell.“You know I feel worse! He just wants to prove that his family is the richest and most influential at all times, like we all need to worship the ground he walks on.”Magnus sipped his spirit and shook his head.“We really should not have let him go weeks back when we had the perfect opportunity to end his game by taking his life, you know.” His voice was deep with regrets.“I still think we did the right thing, Magnus. He just stepped into the limelight and any foul play would have lef
“You would not tell me the passcode, right?” Derek asked Jessica, shaking her vigorously. She was blue with fear and uncertainty and Camelia was not regaining consciousness yet and then Marcus had not arrived yet.She was looking at their lives as over. Her mind dabbled in fear.“Why are you two being adamant?” His voice roared through the entire warehouse. “Your friend would not let out the passcode, neither would you!”“I could get her to tell you the passcode if we can resuscitate her,” Jessica begged, her voice rusty with anxiety.“And if we resuscitate her and you are unable to carry out this promise? What would become of you?”Jessica swallowed hard as his question raised doubts within her. She wondered if she would succeed in convincing Camelia. She knew that her friend was a very firm person and would not easily tilt towards another view point and if she had given her life almost, protecting this cause, she may as well keep it to herself forever.There was no way for her to re
As the sun began to rise over the city, casting a golden glow on the streets, Clara and her team stood outside the docks, their breaths still heavy from the fight. With Magnus apprehended and his henchmen scattered, the sense of victory was palpable.“Is it really over?” Mara asked, her eyes reflecting the morning light.“Feels like it,” Clara replied, a cautious smile creeping onto her face. “We’ve fought too hard for this to slip away now.”Marcus stepped forward, pulling out his phone to call the authorities. “They’ll want to take Magnus into custody. This time, he won’t be able to wriggle his way out of it.”As the police sirens wailed in the distance, a mixture of relief and anticipation washed over the group. Clara could hardly believe how far they had come since they had first banded together to confront the darkness in their city.In the following days, word spread about Magnus's defeat and the disbandment of his criminal network. The community began to breathe a sigh of relie
Together, they had become a force to be reckoned with, as they shared a collective nod, a silent agreement that they were all in this together. Marcus carefully jimmied the lock open. The door creaked as it swung inward, revealing a dimly lit corridor lined with rusted machinery and crates.“Stay quiet,” Marcus whispered, leading the way with Clara right behind him. They moved in a tight formation, with Mara and Eli covering the rear.As they ventured deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of muffled voices began to filter through the walls. Clara’s heart raced—this was it. They were getting closer to the action.“Let’s split up,” Marcus suggested, peeking around a corner. “Mara, you take the left side. Clara, you and Eli cover the right. We’ll converge at the main room in the center.”“Got it,” Clara replied, feeling a rush of adrenaline. She and Eli moved stealthily down the right corridor, keeping low and watching for any signs of movement.The voices grew louder as they approached
As they shared a collective nod, a silent agreement that they were all in this together, Marcus carefully jimmied the lock open. The door creaked as it swung inward, revealing a dimly lit corridor lined with rusted machinery and crates.“Stay quiet,” Marcus whispered, leading the way with Clara right behind him. They moved in a tight formation, with Mara and Eli covering the rear.As they ventured deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of muffled voices began to filter through the walls. Clara’s heart raced—this was it. They were getting closer to the action.“Let’s split up,” Marcus suggested, peeking around a corner. “Mara, you take the left side. Clara, you and Eli cover the right. We’ll converge at the main room in the center.”“Got it,” Clara replied, feeling a rush of adrenaline. She and Eli moved stealthily down the right corridor, keeping low and watching for any signs of movement.The voices grew louder as they approached the main room. Clara exchanged a determined glance with
.“Are we really done with Magnus?” Eli asked, stretching as he joined Clara, his face still a mix of exhaustion and disbelief.“Only for now,” Clara replied, glancing at Marcus and Mara, who were going over the plans for their next move. “But it feels good to know we stood up to him. He won’t be back anytime soon.”Marcus looked up, a thoughtful expression on his face. “We need to regroup and figure out what’s next. Magnus may be in custody, but we know he has allies. We can’t let our guard down.”Mara nodded in agreement. “And we need to find out what else he was planning. There’s got to be more to it than just controlling the city through fear.”“Right,” Clara said, her mind racing with the possibilities. “Let’s start by gathering any information we can. We need to dig deeper into his operations.”As the day unfolded, they began strategizing. Clara took charge, flipping through notes and files they had collected over time. “We need to hit his connections hard. If we can disrupt the
Eli groaned but pushed himself up, adrenaline surging through him despite the throbbing pain in his ribs. “I’m good,” he gasped, his eyes darting to the downed guard. “Let’s finish this!”“Good,” Marcus said, his breath steadying as he turned back to the entrance, where the chaos was still unfolding. “Clara, stick close to me. Eli, take the rear. We need to find a way to secure this place before Magnus decides to make an appearance.”“Right!” Clara replied, determination etched on her face. Together, they charged further into the heart of the factory, the sound of the fireworks still booming outside, providing a cacophony that masked their movements.As they navigated through the maze of machinery and crates, the atmosphere grew thicker with tension. Clara’s instincts kicked in, and she felt a sense of urgency pushing her forward. They needed to find Magnus and stop him before he could mobilize his men.“Where do you think he is?” Mara whispered, glancing around at the shadows that lo
As the group approached the factory, the moonlight cast eerie shadows over the crumbling walls. They could see the faint outline of guards patrolling the perimeter, their silhouettes shifting in the dim light. Clara felt her heart race, every instinct in her body screaming that they were heading into danger. Yet, beneath that fear was a resolute determination to confront Magnus and end this once and for all.“Okay, remember the plan,” Marcus whispered, his voice steady despite the tension. “Mara and Eli, you’ll set off the fireworks on the east side while Clara and I create a distraction on the north entrance.”“Got it,” Mara replied, glancing at Eli, who nodded in agreement.As they moved into position, Clara could feel the weight of the moment bearing down on her. She glanced at Marcus, who was scanning the area with a focused intensity. “Are you ready for this?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.“I have to be,” he replied, determination flashing in his eyes. “For everyon
“I still can’t believe Magnus is out there,” Clara said, pacing the small room, her brow furrowed with concern. “He’s not the type to back down easily.”Marcus leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his jaw set in determination. “He’ll come back. We need to prepare for whatever he’s planning. We can’t underestimate him again.”Mara, sitting on a makeshift bench, rubbed her temples, still feeling the tension from the fight. “What if he tries to retaliate against us personally? He knows who we are now.”Eli, leaning against the table, chimed in. “We need to gather intel on his operations. If we know where he’s hiding or what he’s planning, we can strike first.”“Good idea,” Marcus replied, his mind racing with possibilities. “But how do we find him? He has a network, and we’re just a small team.”Just then, Clara’s phone buzzed, breaking the tension in the air. She glanced at the screen, her expression shifting from concern to curiosity. “It’s a text from a contact I haven’t heard from
With the remaining henchmen falling one by one, it became clear that the tide was turning. The cacophony of chaos seemed to intensify, but Marcus’s focus sharpened on Magnus, who was now cornered against the wall, his bravado fading.“Looks like your little party is crashing down, Magnus,” Marcus taunted, stepping closer, his fists clenched.Magnus glared, anger burning in his eyes. “You think this is over? You have no idea what you’re dealing with!”“Maybe not, but I know what I’m going to do next,” Marcus said, his voice low and threatening. He motioned to Eli, who nodded and moved to flank Magnus.Suddenly, Magnus lunged toward a nearby table, grabbing a glass bottle and swinging it at Marcus. The glass shattered against the wall just inches from Marcus’s head.“Careful!” Marcus shouted, ducking just in time.Mara, ever vigilant, charged forward again, this time aiming a solid punch directly at Magnus’s jaw. The force of her hit sent him staggering backward. “You won’t get away thi
The days that followed the ambush were a blur of activity for Marcus, Mara, Clara, and Eli. Each moment was filled with tension, anticipation, and the weight of what lay ahead. They meticulously planned their counterattack against Magnus and his henchmen, determined to turn the tables and regain control of their lives.The small, dimly lit warehouse they had chosen as their temporary headquarters buzzed with energy as they gathered around a large table cluttered with maps, photos, and notes. Marcus pointed at a large map of the city spread out before them.“Alright, here’s the plan,” he began, his voice steady and authoritative. “We know that Magnus operates out of several locations, but we believe he’s using this old warehouse on the outskirts of town as his base of operations.”Clara leaned closer, her finger tracing a route on the map. “If we can get the jump on them here, we can cut off any escape routes they might have. It’s a perfect setup for an ambush.”“Exactly,” Marcus agree