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The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Impersonation: Hannah Kidnapped
Leon studied Andrew for a moment before letting out a small chuckle. “So, the infamous Andrew Everest, huh? I’ve heard of you.”Andrew raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”Leon nodded. “I have heard of you in the news, a college kid who built an empire from scratch. A billion-dollar conglomerate and you aren't up to thirty yet” He shook his head slightly. “People like you aren’t supposed to end up in places like this.”Andrew smirked. “Neither are people like you.”Leon shrugged. “Fair point.” His expression darkened. “I’ll help you, Andrew. But on one condition.”Andrew leaned forward slightly. “Name it.”Leon took a deep breath. “My grandmother. She’s the only family I have left. I took care of her for years, but since I got locked up, it’s been… difficult for her to survive.”Andrew listened carefully, his expression unreadable.Leon continued. “She’s old, and the money I saved up for her is long gone. If you want my help, you’re going to make sure she’s taken care of.”There was no hesitation
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Prison Break
The next morning, Andrew lay on his cot, staring at the ceiling. His mind was already made up. There was no other option, he was going to get out by all means.As he sat up, he looked around his cell one last time. It wouldn’t be home for much longer.The moment the guards opened the cell doors for morning roll call, Andrew walked over to Fredrick, Taylor, and Leon.“I’m escaping tonight.” They all turned to him, stunned.Taylor blinked. “You’re serious?”“My girlfriend has been kidnapped. If I stay here, she dies. I don’t have time to wait.” Andrew nodded. Fredrick folded his arms. “You do realize escaping a maximum-security prison is nearly impossible, right?”“Nearly impossible isn’t the same as impossible.” Andrew gave a small smirk.Leon leaned against the wall, studying him. “And you have a plan?”Andrew nodded. Taylor let out a slow whistle. “Let me guess—you need us to help.”“No. This
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Finding Her 1
Hannah found herself in a warehouse, with dim yellow lights flickering from the ceiling. The air smelled of rust, gasoline, and cigarette smoke. Metal crates and wooden boxes were stacked carelessly around the space, some covered in dust, others with markings from overseas shipments.Several men in dark clothing stood near the entrance, their faces shadowed under their hoods. They were armed, their postures tense. A few rats scurried along the walls, their tiny claws scratching against the concrete.At the center of the warehouse, a man in his mid-twenties sat on a worn-out chair, smoking a cigarette. He had slicked-back black hair, sharp eyes, and a relaxed but dangerous posture. The burning tip of his cigarette glowed in the dim light, the smoke curling around his fingers.He exhaled slowly, his gaze settling on Hannah who was in front of him.One of the men near her grabbed the black sack covering her head and yanked it off. Hannah gasped for air, He exhaled slowly, his gaze settl
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Wanted
The Lamborghini Aventador moved through the empty street, Andrew gripped the steering wheel, his jaw tight as he focused on the road ahead.Then as his car zoomed off a nearby police the excessive speed limit could be seen on the officer's speed gauge *Ssssssh!* The walkie talkie sounded."Attention all units! A suspect has been spotted exceeding speed limits on Grand Avenue—driving a black Lamborghini Aventador, license plate 45GW-244.""The suspect has white hair," the officer reported urgently.Upon hearing this detail, the head of the police department immediately reacted. "I need a visual on the suspect," he commanded, focusing intently on the monitor displaying the state’s CCTV camera feeds. The footage began to shift rapidly, to monitor the vehicle in question.The technician operating the computer zoomed in, revealing the suspect's face clearly. "It's him!" he announced over the walkie-talkie. "All units! I repeat—Andrew Everest is on the run. Engage pursuit immediately!"An
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain It's A Trap!
Andrew pressed himself against the old apartment’s wooden walls, listening as the police sirens faded into the distance.He let out a slow breath, finally allowing himself to relax just a little.The elderly couple sitting on the couch stared at him as they were afraid. The old man cleared his throat. “Are you… one of those criminals?”Andrew smirked, shaking his head. “Depends on who you ask.”The old woman glanced at the TV screen, which was showing the news."Breaking News: Andrew Everest has escaped from police custody. He is considered extremely dangerous and is on the run. Citizens are advised to remain indoors—"Andrew rolled his eyes. "Yeah, definitely depends on who you ask."The old woman chuckled. “You don’t look like a bad man.”"I definitely am not" he replied as he turned toward the window, peeking outside. He could still see flashing red and blue lights reflecting off the nearby buildings. The cops were everywhere.He took a deep breath, then checked his watch GPS.Han
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Operation Blackstone
Andrew eyes locked onto the screen as he was desperately angry as he stared the young man with a black mask. He wanted to find the source of where the live feed came from then, he noticed a smaller screen on the wall—a countdown timer blinking."30 seconds."His mind snapped into overdrive."What the fuck!" Andrew rushed to the door, but as soon as he reached for the handle, the door slammed shut, the lock engaging automatically."Damn it!"Then, from the ceiling—hissing sounds filled the room with gas. Andrew instinctively covered his mouth with his sleeve, backing away."Think. Think. Think!" His eyes darted around. The vents. His heart pounded as he rushed to the wall, delivering a powerful kick to the air vent cover. It snapped off, clattering to the floor.The gas began to make his vision blur. He climbed into the vent, crawling through as fast as his body allowed."15 seconds!" The exit was just ahead"10 seconds!" He reached the edge, preparing to drop down"5 seconds!" But, t
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Operation Blackstone 2
Andrew adjusted his hood, keeping his head down as he waited in the shadows of the alley. The burner phone felt cold in his grip as he pressed it tighter to his ear. “Where are you?” Sean’s voice was sharp, tense. Andrew scanned the area. “Downtown. Southside alley. I’ll keep moving. Find me fast.” “Stay put,” Sean ordered. “We’re coming.” Andrew ended the call, shoving the phone into his pocket. His ribs ached from the earlier beating, but he forced himself to stay upright. He couldn’t afford to look weak. Fifteen minutes later, a black SUV slowed near the alleyway. The passenger window rolled down, revealing Fredrick in the driver’s seat. “Get in.” Andrew wasted no time. He slipped inside, pulling his hood lower as Sean handed him a fresh set of clothes. “You look like hell,” Taylor muttered from the backseat. Andrew exhaled sharply. “Yeah, well, getting kidnapped, beaten, and blackmailed will do that to you.” Leon, who had been silent so far, finally spoke. “What
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Operation Blackstone 3
They were now at the cockpit as they wanted to embark on their mission. The plan was risky, the timeline tight, and the stakes higher than ever. One mistake, and they were all dead.Andrew stood in front of his crew in the dimly lit safehouse. A single hanging light cast long shadows across the worn out wooden floor. “We move at 0200 hours,” Andrew began. “We only have one shot at this. There’s no backup, no second chances. If we fail, we’re dead before sunrise.”Fredrick cracked his knuckles. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”Sean nodded, checking the strap on his tactical wetsuit. “Been a while since I did a deep-water infiltration. Should be fun.”Leo smirked, sliding a pistol into his holster. “You’ve got a twisted idea of fun, Leon.”Taylor, seated at the far end of the room with his laptop, adjusted his glasses. “I’ll be monitoring everything from here. Once you’re in, I’ll disable any alarms that get triggered. But you’ll have to move fast.”Andrew’s gaze hardened. “We won’t
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Andrew stood alone in the corridor outside the med bay, his back to the wall, arms folded tightly across his chest.It had been three days since she’d thrown a glass at him. Since she’d screamed that she hated him.Since she’d looked at him like he was a stranger.He hadn’t gone back in. Dr. Yuen had kept him informed—quietly, professionally. The scans were coming in clean. The baby was fine. Hannah was recovering. Physically.Emotionally? That was a different story.Taylor passed him once, pausing with a hesitant glance. “She’s still not speaking to you?”Andrew didn’t answer, Taylor didn’t press. He just gave a short nod and disappeared down the hall.Inside the med bay, Hannah sat curled on the edge of the bed, knees to her chest, gaze locked on the blank wall across from her. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun. Her IV had long been removed, but the tape still clung to her wrist.She hadn’t spoken more than five words to anyone since that night. Only to Dr. Yuen, and only when sh
She Knows
She collapsed in his arms the moment the second attacker hit the floor, Andrew didn’t breathe.For a few seconds, her head was against his chest and her breathe was shallow. He knelt, cradling her gently, brushing damp strands of hair from her forehead with his fingers still red from the fight.“I’ve got you,” he whispered. “You’re alright now. I’m here. He scooped her up, and walked out through the front door, boots crunching glass behind him. By the time he reached the secure exit and loaded her into the black SUV waiting in the alley, his voice was steady again — but his hands trembled.“Drive,” he told the AI. “Take us to fallback safehouse: Pudong sector. Level-three lockdown."He clenched his jaw, teeth grinding silently and that meant one thing: Liu Wenjie had just signed his death certificate.The SUV pulled to a hard stop in front of the secured safehouse. The reinforced doors slid open.Taylor, Leon, and Frederick stood waiting under the pale light of dusk.They barely had
They Don't Take A Break
Hannah was bored of staying at home as she wrapped her scarf tighter as she stepped out of the glass tower, with sunglasses shielding her eyes. She needed fresh air. Space to think. And for once, just feel normal.She was only going down the street. She didn't have a destination..maybe she might go to the Pharmacy, or a tea shop or maybe just walk back. But something felt wrong the moment she crossed the first intersection. The wind hit harder than it should have. "Ahhhh?" She felt pain he her stomach as she clutched her belle hard.The nearest pharmacy was only six blocks a familiar spot she’d passed during her first two days here. The route cut through a narrow café-lined street where. She kept her head down, one hand in her coat pocket.By the time she stepped into the pharmacy, her vision had begun to blur at the edges.The woman at the counter greeted her with a familiar smile. “Morning, Ms. Hannah.”Hannah forced a smile. “Hi.” She handed over her prescription card.The woman
What Did They Do To My Baby?
They sat under high-spectrum scan light, connected through a double-isolated channel into Taylor’s offline decoding rig. Three plasma monitors flickered to life, feeding raw signal patterns into algorithmic scramblers.Taylor’s eyes narrowed as lines of corrupted metadata unraveled in bursts of red and white static.“This is deep-locked military encryption,” he muttered. “But not national. Private-sector stuff. Unregistered… compartmentalized black-tier development.”Andrew stood over his shoulder, arms crossed, jaw tight. “Keep going.”“I’m looking at this code,” Taylor muttered, “but it’s like... Some of this feels familiar. But I don’t remember decrypting it.”Andrew didn’t move.“You did,” he said.Taylor looked up.“Four days ago,” Andrew continued, eyes fixed on the screen. “You hacked into Liu’s restricted medical network. You found a file tagged Carrier 6B. You told me Hannah was already being scanned.”Taylor blinked. “I… said that?”Andrew nodded. “Then you forgot.”Taylor t
Interception
The van rolled quietly through the east industrial corridor of Shanghai, escorted by silence and low fog. Its windows were blacked out. Its GPS route was shielded by encrypted pings feeding directly into Liu Wenjie’s private surveillance channel.To everyone in the command chain, everything was proceeding exactly as it should.But Andrew had built the lie before the route even began.Two Hours Earlier...In a dimly lit garage beneath a fake shell company in Baoshan District, Taylor stood beside an identical replica of the auction van. Same model. Same make. Same tires, even matched wear on the sidewalls.Andrew stood across from him, zipping up a matte-black delivery suit that bore the same credentials as Liu’s logistics personnel.“Thermal sync patch is ready,” Taylor said, holding up a small node. “Once you’re inside the real van, press this against the core. It’ll copy the biometric read pattern in case they try to match it later.”Andrew pulled gloves tight, checked the scanner ri
Operation: Lot Forty Three
Andrew stepped out of the car without a word, coat collar turned up against the wind.The driver didn’t wait. The door shut, and the sedan rolled off without hesitation.He stood at the entrance of what looked like a derelict opera house—abandoned, forgotten, walls choked in vines. But beneath the flaking columns, two men in black suits stood with biometric scanners.He approached slowly. “Invite,” one barked in Mandarin.Andrew handed over a sealed card embossed with a gold crescent. Inside was a chip and nothing else.They scanned it. No names were exchanged.The door opened with a soft hydraulic hiss, and Andrew stepped into a new world.The auction hall was nothing like he expected.Carved deep into a retrofitted bomb shelter, the chamber resembled a museum merged with a theatre. Velvet seats, polished floors, and glass exhibits under halo lights surrounded the central podium.No one spoke loud enough to be heard.Above it all, a massive chandelier shaped like a spinal cord rotated
Experiment
Rain fell slowly, steady rain drops fell across Shanghai skyline, turning the penthouse windows into a blur of lights and water. Andrew stood frozen in the hallway, his hand still gripping the handle like it might anchor him to something steady. But nothing about him felt steady.He had seen not just her bare skin — the soft curve of her shoulder, the flash of skin above her waistband — but the shock in her eyes. The way her arm moved, instinctively covering herself. “You idiot...Damn it, she is still as sexy as ever" he whispered, pressing a palm to his forehead.He leaned against the wall, chest rising and falling faster than it should’ve."You shouldn’t have walked in. You should’ve knocked, called out—anything." He swallowed hard, running a hand down his face.“I’ve seen it all before,” he murmured, almost in defense of himself. “There’s nothing there I haven’t held. Nothing I haven’t kissed.” It was a weak excuse. But it gave him a thread to hold onto. They’d shared a past—eve
What's Going On?
Andrew jolted upright, gasping. His breath came in short, ragged bursts as he scanned the room—dim morning light filtering through gray curtains, the quiet hum of the air vents, and the soft weight of his coat folded on the chair.He was in his room. “But… how?”His eyes darted around, confused. The last thing he remembered was… the rooftop. Hannah. The conversation. And Taylor—Taylor was tracing the KAIROS list.He staggered out of bed, his bare feet brushing the cold floor, tension rippling through every muscle.Something was off.He murmured, “I don’t remember coming back.”He rubbed the side of his neck, checking for signs. No injection point. No bruising. Just a faint pressure behind his eyes, like something had been pressed into his mind and then hastily pulled back.His gaze landed on the phone lying face-down on the desk.He walked over slowly, picking it up.“What was the last thing I did?” he muttered.“Taylor…” The memory came back in pieces. “We were tracking access to Han
KAIROS ACCESS 6B
Liu's penthouse was unusually quiet. Andrew stepped out of the elevator onto the top floor of Liu’s tower, his footsteps muffled against the marble. He turned into a narrow corridor and approached a blank wall panel concealed behind a decorative wood carving. He pressed his palm against the biometric scanner. A soft beep, He stepped inside. It was the surveillance room, on the main display, six monitors cycled silently through camera angles—each one a different section of the penthouse. He tapped a command key, isolating the feed from the lounge. There she was Hannah, she was curled up on the far couch, wrapped in a soft gray blanket. A cup of tea rested untouched on the table beside her. She looked tired. Andrew watched her in silence, she shifted slightly, pushing the blanket off her legs. As she stood, her hand moved instinctively over her lower stomach. He stared as she walked to the kitchen and opened a cabinet, and retrieved a small pill bottle. Two tablets into he
