I think I’m beginning to like Evans. I hope he meant good. Plus, what’s it with Turner???? What does he want??🤦♀️ Thanks for reading guys 🫶❤️
The moment Turner called out "Ryan," it was as if a switch had been flipped. Ryan's instincts kicked in, and without a second thought, he moved swiftly, darting behind Mr. Evans. The security personnel, trained to react instantly, formed a protective shield around Ryan and the mysterious figure that sought refuge behind him.With Ryan now concealed, Turner tried to introduce himself, but the initial confusion subsided when Mr. Evans took a closer look at the man who had appeared out of the blue. Recognition dawned on him, and he gestured for Turner to join him in a quiet corner.Amid the hushed conversations, Mr. Evans disclosed the unfortunate truth to Turner. Ryan had lost his memory during his healing process, a revelation that weighed heavily on both of them. The reason for Ryan's sudden disappearance now made sense to Turner. Turner felt a pang of sadness, understanding the ordeal his old friend had been through. As Mr. Evans spoke, Turner shared what he had overheard at the c
"Turner!” That name echoed in Ryan’s mind as he retreated to his room. It was like a distant bell ringing, it sounded familiar but still distant. The more he thought about it, the more elusive the memories became. Turner was a cipher from his past, a name that danced on the edges of his recollection.Lying on his bed, the weight of curiosity pressed upon him. He longed to unravel the enigma of Turner and uncover the secrets it held. The name acted as a key, but the door it could open remained hidden. Ryan knew that his identity was fragmented, like a jigsaw puzzle waiting to be assembled. But Turner? Deep in thought, Ryan wrestled with his desire to grasp the significance of Turner's name. Who was this person, and what was the role they played in his life? “Why does the name sound familiar? I don’t even know him.” He hissed. Each moment felt like an eternity as he tried to connect the dots.Before he knew it, sleep enveloped him, leading him into a realm of dreams. In this dre
Shadows remained silently observant, his allegiance swaying between the various arguments. The room was divided, and the decision to be made would have a profound impact on Ryan's fate.But it was Turner who still stood apart, his unwavering conviction in stark contrast to the other voices. "Like I said before I won't be a part of this and I won't let you harm Ryan. Unless I’m not aware of the plan at hand."Smith knew that convincing them to see Ryan as a threat, as he did, would be a tough challenge."This isn't personal," Mr. Smith argued, his voice tinged with desperation. "It's about preserving our futures. Ryan is a time bomb, and I won't let him destroy everything we've worked for. If you stand in my way, you'll all pay the price."Turner stood there, his presence a silent protest amid discord. “Pay the price?” Turner asked as though his ears were deceiving him. “You heard me right, Mr. Turner. I don’t mind clearing anyone that says on my way to get what I want.” Smith said f
As Thunder, Rain, and their team geared up Shadow and Ramen spoke in hushed voices. "Remember, we need to secure Ryan first," Shadows reminded Ramen, "He's our priority."The night was shrouded in darkness, the moon hidden behind thick clouds. The group assembled at the back of Mr. Evans's mansion, their faces masked.Ramen nodded in agreement. "Yes, once we have him, we can take control of the situation. Just be ready for whatever security measures they have in place."Shadow didn't say much more, and the team advanced cautiously toward the mansion's entrance. They had trained for this, prepared for the unexpected. It was the culmination of their shared commitment to Mr. Smith's cause.Inside the mansion, the evening had transformed into a serene haven for Ryan. He was in his room, poring over some old documents and photos of Mr. Evans's past. The warmth of the room and the dim light from the desk lamp created an intimate ambiance.Feeling a sense of purpose in reconnecting with hi
Turner who had been following up every move pulled up to the mansion, and his heart raced. The sight of the ajar gate and unconscious security personnel sent alarm bells ringing in his mind. He knew something was amiss. He hurriedly parked his car and approached the fallen security guard.He gently shook her, attempting to revive her. "Hey, wake up," he urged.As she regained consciousness, groggy and disoriented, the shocker device concealed in her pocket delivered an unexpected jolt. She gasped and inadvertently pressed the button, unleashing a jolt of electricity into Turner's hand."Whoa! What was that?" Turner exclaimed, the shock still coursing through his body.The security guard, now fully awake, realized her mistake and quickly turned off the device. "I'm so sorry! I thought you were an intruder."Turner winced as he recovered from the shock. "No worries, that thing packs a punch," he muttered, rubbing his tingling hand.The security guard, her pulse returning to normal, sc
Inside the dimly lit mansion, tensions boiled over within the gang, as the room transformed into an arena for dissenting voices. The division amongst its members couldn't have been clearer, as one faction insisted on involving Mr. Evans, while the other vehemently opposed it, resorting to threats to enforce their views.Ramen, his voice edged with frustration, argued, "We should seriously consider getting Mr. Evans involved. He could have valuable information that might work to our advantage. Furthermore, leaving him behind poses risks – what if he contacts the authorities?"Rain, echoing the sentiment, chimed in, "I'm with Ramen on this one. Mr. Evans could be a game-changer. If he plays his cards right, he could be a valuable asset. But, of course, if he becomes a liability, we could always deal with him swiftly. That’s what we’re called to do in life.” Amidst the heated exchange, Ryan, consumed by fear and uncertainty, sought solace in the background.His heart pounded in his che
Inside Mr. Evans's mansionAs the police cars sounded to them like they had arrived at the scene, sirens blaring and officers rushing out, Shadow and his gang realized they were trapped. “Freeze!” The officers shouted as they approached Shadow and this gang. There was no way to escape now.Ramen grumbled, "We should have eliminated Ryan when we had the chance."Shadows, defeated, raised his hands, conceding, "Or we should have left earlier you meant? Well bad for you all, there is no way out now. We're done."The police quickly apprehended Shadow and his gang, securing them in handcuffs. Their grand plan had unraveled before their eyes.Rachael and Turner, having helped Ryan untie Mr. Evans, rushed outside. The sight of Shadow and his gang being led away in handcuffs brought relief and satisfaction.Mr. Evans walked up to the police officers, grateful for their swift action. He acknowledged their efforts, saying, "Thank you for your quick response. You've averted a potential disast
Rachel, the security personnel, called out to him as he approached his vehicle."Turner, I appreciate you for being here tonight and for bringing up ideas that helped us navigate through this situation. Your presence was a great help, and I’m not going to deny it," Rachel said, her voice filled with genuine appreciation.Turner turned to Rachel, offering a warm smile. "Rachel, you don't have to appreciate. I mean, we were all in this together, and it's a team effort. I'm just glad we managed to keep everyone safe."Rachel nodded in agreement. "True, but your quick thinking and support meant a lot. We need more people like you."They continued to chat briefly about the evening's events, sharing their perspectives on what had transpired.Turner could see the exhaustion in Rachel's eyes, but her determination and dedication to her job were clear.Before parting ways, Turner decided to take a step forward. "Rachel, I'd like to stay in touch, just in case there's any emergency or if you ev