Magnus and his men stormed the MANDIS building site with bulldozers ready to take down the school.“Crush this trashy structure down and leave no brick standing,” Magnus ordered the bulldozers drivers.He then turned to his own men.“Secure the entrances of this surrounding area. I would not want to be faced by unnecessary visitors. Whoever wants to come to me will have to come through you.”His agents nodded and stood on strategic corners of the building.He and the Bulldozer drivers got into a conversation.***Meanwhile, Marcus was with Luciana at his office. She had showed up immediately and she was invited by Sam.“I had the documents ready earlier last week but I noticed you were a bit busy with Camelia's case so, I had to let you handle that first.”Marcus nodded.“But, we have got to move really fast because some information reaching me now is that Magnus has gone down to that building with Bulldozers and is about to start crushing it. I really cannot let him do that.”Marcus
Thomas led his men with heavy guns and weapons of warfare as though they were going for a major battle.The instructions were given by Magnus who was too tired of being dragged back by Matthew’s existence, hence he made up his mind that the only way to maintain his claims to the building was by taking out the one man who would be called to testify in court.“When you get there, take him and his entire family out. Clear them all out, if possible, burn down their home for want of evidence destruction. Do I make myself clear?”“A whole family is about to be brought down,” Thomas sighed to himself. He had been Magnus man for quite some time and it was jobs like this that got him rethinking his job.“Be on guard guys!” He reminded his men. “This was an ex Local government officer, his house must be well guarded.”“And you're right boss,” one of his men whispered, “I see ten men, heavily armed, standing around the gate.”He has looked through the binocular lens on his gun. But Thomas was no
The evening sun cast its auburn rays into the hospital room, making the room lit with a shade of red natural light. The two friends, Camelia and Jessica were sharing a carton of Pizza and fruit blends.They had ordered it from the hospital canteens.“This tastes so good,” Jessica moaned, while taking a huge bite off her Pizza.“We are getting this executive treatment because Marcus paid for it all. Money is good,” Camelia chuckled and the two ladies laughed heartily. They were truly in their element.The news flashed with the headlines of the crimes committed by Derek and the voice notes of him taken by Camelia was played on the TV.“Look!” Jessica yelped with excitement, “isn't that Derek on the TV?”Camelia was stunned to hear the recordings playing and turned to Jessica.“Wait a minute, you saved the files I sent to you that day?”Jessica smiled heartily. She had never told her that she had the file and had in fact given it to Marcus who in turn transferred it to the police.“Yes.
Marcus hurriedly left the hospital, unable to let the ladies know why.The case before him was a very serious one and with this, his hopes of gaining the MANDIS building project was quite bleak.He drove roughly through the streets, overtaking cars as though he was participating in a car race.“I cannot believe this!” He slammed his hands on the horn, honking loudly at a driver who was moving slowly in front of him.“How did this happen?” He kept asking himself aloud, whilst navigating through the toxic city traffic.Once he arrived at his home, he turned off the car ignition and sat still for a few minutes to gather his thoughts before rushing out of the car.Sam and Uncle Richard were in the living room, waiting for him to return.Uncle Richard knew how devastating the news of Matthew's death would be for Marcus because Marcus was hoping to take back that property and Matthew was his only witness.“How the hell did this happen?” Marcus asked loudly, slumping onto his couch.“We have
Marcus was too stunned to speak. He knew that this was definitely a mix up and he did not know how to start clearing his name out immediately.“Look officers, I am going to come with you to the station but you need to treat me with some respect because ordinarily, I should never be in this kind of situation. As matter of fact, I am still in awe of this terrible mix up.”Officer Salam nodded. Deep down, he knew that what Marcus stated was the fact He could not be treating him like a piece of trash. “I apologise to you Mr Marcus. Please forgive my initial manners,” he gently pointed towards the door for his mate's romgo through it and waited for him and Marcus outside.“You just have to come with us to the station now. There, you would have to speak with your lawyer to discuss possible bail while the court decides what would happen to you.”“Call Luciana immediately!” Marcus ordered Sam before joining Officer Salam to leave the house.It seemed like a dark day as he was led like a lam
“If your lawyer does not get here on time, you may have a delayed case. We are trying our best to hasten things up for you, considering your personality.”This was Officer Salam to Marcus. He was being a bit more helpful than earlier in the day when they had come to arrest him. Knowing who Marcus was, it was only reasonable to treat him with maximum respect, this is the richest man in the planet, not some common criminal.They had prepared a judge who was ready to sit on the case that very day but Luciana had not shown up yet. However, Marcus was not perplexed. He knew Luciana too well to know that she would certainly show up and do her jobs perfectly.“Well, I guess my lawyer is having a delay or she is probably trying to get things in order; evidence and all that proves my innocence before getting down here. I bet you, she is going to be here at any time.”“In that case, I am just saying whatever happens, she needs to get here instantly.”“I do understand that, Inspector.”Officer S
Marcus was filled with rage at the display by those two men. He could not believe that Maxwell was also standing with Magnus just to fight him. “I would suggest you ignore those fools boss,” Sam expressed with a grunt voice. “They are lucky that I and Uncle Richard did not arrive too early. They would have seen the worst of us.” Sam said.Marcus nodded. He knew that the best thing he could do was to ignore them and focus on getting himself out of the situation that he had been plunged into.“Have you contacted Luciana?”Sam nodded.“She was handling a case briefing at the court. She said I should give her about two hours from when I called and that we should say nothing at all to anyone.”Marcus sat back on the seat. It was time for him to be taken back into his cell when the guard appeared at the door way.“It is time sir, you gotta go back in there.”Richard was sad by the fact that he was going through this level of humiliation. He was pained that Maxwell and Magnus would dare to
Luciana got to the station the following day after she had put a call through to different law firms, to make sure she had legal strength.Marcus was slightly worried that she had not shown up yet and she was probably going to leave him all by himself but Richard and Sam assured him that they had been keeping in touch with her and that she was working behind the scenes to secure a quick court proceeding for his case.The news outlets still had the news of Marcus being in jail as their headlines and they kept dishing out both true and untrue news regarding the situation.Marcus was downtrodden. He was basically unhappy and cools not to rise past the situation.Once again, the guard appeared at the doors with his bunch.“Good morning,” he greeted Marcus. Marcus barely responded. He was not really in the mood to reply to greetings. All he wanted was for the case to go to court so that he could get his fair hearing and find his freedom.“Your lawyer is here now,” the guard announced and
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