J-kill and Paul ran into an unknown direction, paving through the dense forest. As they stormed through the forest, it morphed into a large open space, cluttered with rocks of different sizes. Paul had no idea about where they were headed, he just had to follow J-kill like a puppet.“Com'on, we're getting close.” J-kill beckoned and started running towards an unpaved road surfaced with gravel. The more they get closer, the more a noticeable grin masked Paul's face. For more than three years, he had never felt such a tender joy.“Is that it?” Paul asked when they stopped running.“Yes! That's our way out. We're out of this forest. Woah,” J-kill yelled.With Paul's eyebrows scrunched up, he asked, “you know about this escape route all these while?”“I think I do, I just don't remember the way. I had to think.” He answered and walked briskly towards the gravel road. They wandered through the road, though J-kill wasn't feeling hopeful, Paul was consumed with zestfulness, that he was fina
Jones' eyes widened when he saw Jason unleashing a gun, with his hand on the trigger guard already. And in a split second, a whip-crack sound exploded out of the barrel.“Jones!!!!!!” Kenny yelled at the top of his voice when he saw Jones pacing towards Jason, immediately the gun was fired.Coming to the realization that the gun shot he heard was fired towards Kenny. He quickly lunged at Jason.They both crashed to the ground together, rolled together through the wet, dirt, and the thorns and the broken branches, tearing and punching and growling at each other. A large tree root hit Jones in the head, making his ears to ring. Jones got more advantageous with the punches as they rolled down the broken branches.Jason was looking rashly for his pocket gun but couldn't remember where it had fallen. Another resounding punch came from Jones and he couldn't block it.Jason held him as he rolled, making Jones to roll on alongside. They rolled down the hill, the world flipping and flipping
It was a quiet afternoon in Twilight hotel. Jones and his colleague were still on their morning shift, waiting patiently to hand over to the new staff. “Hey man! Are you one of the new staff?” Jones' colleague asked him.“Yes I am.” Jones replied without looking at him. The receptionist outfit he was wearing matched his slenderly built body.“You are…?” The colleague said as he stretched his hand to Jones' badge, “Gene Jones, right?”“Yeah, right.” Jones replied with a wry smile. New staff were supposed to start work that afternoon, but Jones was already there since the beginning of the day and his helpful attitude to his colleague raised no argument on what shift he was.In a jiffy, two men with unfamiliar faces walked into the hotel and headed straight to the elevator. Jones had been keeping records of everyone that recently checked out, but these two men seemed unfamiliar. The colleague sensed that Jones facial expressions were altered when those two men walked in. “Hey Jones,
“Who the hell are you?” He asked with his eyebrows scrunched up.“The guy you didn't count on.” Jones said with a wintry smile.“What do you mean?” He asked as he stood up elegantly, keeping his fears aside. He pressed on to the question with so much anticipation.Although his face was wizened, his agility didn't support his old age. “Sit down,” Jones said with a calm voice, but it seemed like his calm voice was too calmed to be obeyed. Tomica refused to listen.“Sit down,” He said, pronouncing every word slowly. There was some action in his tone and Tomica could feel it, but that had nothing to do with him sitting down. The gun Jones pointed at him was the control that ducked him back to his seat.“How do you expect me to answer every of your questions if you don't keep it cool.” Jones stated.“Keep it cool? Really?” He said, “how do you expect me to keep it cool when the police will be here any minute and my secrets will be blown out. I have fucking work for this, okay?”Jones sat
Walter drove a vintage four doors with a spacious cab that you might be able to use to camp out or play a game of bridge. He was genuinely short and unassuming slight build, diminishing grey hair, delicate voice, and his light blue eyes made people trust him.Even though his rival; Joan, operated a slightly smaller car, its rear seat was still capable of accommodating three full-size adults with their luggage in the trunk. The real point of contention between them was their association with Melvin Otani as collector of the enterprise, and they would do just about anything they could to make it.As soon as Walter spotted Holly Minard,“I have the target on sight.” Walter said through the earphone.“Get everything ready as planned.” He added as he drove to her.Holly Minard was dressed in a standard professional suit - a white blouse and black trousers. She looked seductive even in her suit because of her hourglass figure.He slammed on the brakes and spoke with almost a calm voice. “
Jones kept on staring at his wristwatch and was losing patience. Meanwhile, he was able to notice some surreptitiously movements of some residing hosts. He quickly dialed a call after he saw one of the residing host secretly taking a picture of him. It was very obvious that Melvin was very influential, since he had eyes everywhere.“Hello.” Jones fixed his golden brown eyes on the guard taking his picture, as he spoke through the phone.“Hey papi...you got her?” A male voice asked.“No, we've been made.” Jones said as he turned his gaze towards the waiter whispering through an earphone.“What? You kidding right?” He asked.“Daniel, you heard me, just keep the car running, okay? Things might go south.” Jones said.“Alright… I'm in the parking garage.” He said and hung up.It didn't take long before Joan arrived with some of the Melvin's lackeys. The screeching sound of the cars and the loud bullwhip-like crack as the supersonic bullets pierced through most of the security inspectors a
Melvin doesn't like receiving reports with flaws. So, Joan instructed some of his men to furtively wait on Jones as he pretended to be off, which made the agents to cease fire.Jones' picture was all over their phones, so it wasn't difficult for them to identify him. They trailed them.“Hey papi... We got company,” Daniel said, looking at the rearview mirror. “Keep moving… Lose them, can you do that?” Jones asked, but it sounded more like a command.“Sure!” Daniel replied as he hit on the accelerator. He finally started slowing down after a couple of minutes because of the traffic lights ahead.“Don't slow down…keep moving.” Jones commanded. He did as he was instructed. He kept moving, and the gang followed suit. Authority pursued them since they refused to pull-over for the traffic lights. It was definitely Jones' plan to get the police raider on them.The chase was no longer uniform as both cars were chased. Daniel swerved into a different lane as directed by Jones, hoping Joan's
They dashed to the forested road, where a ride was patiently waiting for them.“Man… How did you know we were gonna be here?” Daniel asked as he shook hands with the masked man seated on the car bonnet. He had a mask on, yet was easily recognized.He pulled the ski mask from his head, revealing a rugged, stubbled jaw and a handsome face topped with a mop of unruly brown hair. “Even with this mask, you recognize me,” He said, smiling.“Of course,” Daniel stated as they burst into boisterous laughter.“It was part of the plan.” Jones said, putting an end to the stormy laughter.“Now… I'm lost.” Daniel said, expecting an explanation.“Yeah… It was an alternative plan if stopping Holly Minard's abduction fails.” He said, scanning the surrounding.“And the police… Was that also part of the plan?” Daniel asked snoopily.“No… It wasn't part of the plan, per say.” He replied with his brow raised, and a smile extended all over his face.“I know you planned everything beforehand, but I'm in th