Mugglers. That was the word that came into Logan's mind. For how long they've been following them, Logan couldn't tell. Right now, they were surrounded on all sides by these men. By Logan's calculation, there were twelve of them. Isabel was terrified. "What do you want?"The leader chuckled, producing a knife. "Just your valuables, pretty girl. Hand them over, if you value your life."Logan waited for the FRIDAY to drop an emergency Quest but nothing happened. Isabel on the other hand was preorder to depart with her valuables. She had only brought her necklace and bracelets along with her. "You can have mine," she said, trying to unhook her necklace. "Just leave us alone."But Logan stopped her. His gaze met the leader's. "I'm sorry but you won't be getting anything out of us tonight."The leader's grin Widened. "You must the tough guy, huh? Trying to impress your girlfriend by playing hero?"Logan smirked. "I'll have you know that I'm a master in ten martial arts styles. I ha
Ava's private jet touched down smoothly at Seoul's Incheon International Airport. She didn't like landing her jet at her grandfather's airport, Taeyang Jetport, for personal reasons. Yuna was the only one out of the Taeyang sisters who lands her jet at Taeyang Jetport.Before she made this trip back to Seoul, Ava's mind had been an ongoing battle of mixed emotions. She felt nothing but jealousy and a burning desire to know what had transpired between Logan and Isabel. Ava didn't mind sharing as long as it's just Logan and her sisters. She was just unhappy with the fact that he rejected her, yet chose Isabel to be the first woman he had sexual relations with. Ava's pride was wounded. She needed to set things straight. She needed to know why he chose Isabel over her. "Didn't he find me attractive?" She pondered. "What does Isabel have that I don't? She's oblivious isn't hotter than me. She doesn't even give off any sexual appeal. So why her?"The door to the jet opened, and Ava
Logan stepped out of the small room, feeling light headed. His new quest made him excited. He found himself in a luxurious Italian Villa. He reached the end of the hallway and pushed open a pair of heavy oak doors. The sunlight poured in, revealing an expansive courtyard filled with beautiful trimmed hedges and elegant fountains. In the center stood over fifty men, all dressed in black suits and holding black umbrellas. As Logan stepped into the courtyard, a hush fell over the crowd. The men turned to face him, their eyes filled with respect.Before Logan could say a word, they moved in unison, bowing deeply to Logan. "Good morning, Boss," they said in unison, their voices echoing through the courtyard.Logan took a moment to survey the men before him. One of the men, stepped forward. He was a fall and imposing man with a scar on his face and a broken hooked nose. Friday displayed a screen. [This man's name is Scar. He is your right hand man. Scar is very loyal to you, Logan
Spaghetti carbonara was served to Logan by Bistro himself. He wore his chef outfit while he laid out the dish for him. Logan's mouth watered the moment he saw his meal. "This looks delicious."Bistro gave him a wane smile. "It's today's special but I made it a lot more spicy. Just the way you like it."While they ate, Logan and Bistro talked business. Bistro told Logan about the latest challenges the business was facing. The Santino were causing them a great deal of trouble. The roads were now dangerous to use as the Santino had organized men to highjacked the truck bringing in their drugs. If it weren't for Fish's good experience with the roads, he would have ran into those thugs any day. There were numerous shortcuts to the restaurant but the most important route which was always used was no longer safe to use. By using these other shortcuts, fish could risk running into the cops. Logan thought deeply about what he said. It seemed the Santino were getting more and more dang
The crocodiles snapped their fangs hungrily, gazing up longingly at Ginny. Ginny was as pale as the belly, of a fish. Logan had never seen anyone so frightened in his life. Scar grew a crocodile pond. He never knew scar had a crocodile pond until he mentioned he wanted to derive information from Ginny. Scar suggested the crocodile pond. He always had a thing for crocodiles. That was what led them to this very moment. Ginny yelled at Logan. "Let me out of this thing. Let me out."Logan didn't say anything. Even her voice sounded like a dying frog. "I've got a few questions for you, buster," Logan said, pointing at the muscular dude. " What's your name?""Clive!" He said, raising his voice so Logan could hear him clearly. "My name's Clive."Scar had ordered someone to bring a chair for Logan.Logan wandered over to the fancy cushioned chair and settled down on it. "Clive, huh," he crossed his legs, eyeing him dangerously. "That's a nice name. Now listen to me, Clive. I want you t
In this world, Logan his own private jet. On board the jet was Ginny, Scar and three extra men.Pouring a glassful of Hennessy in the two glasses before him, Logan handed one over to Ginny and leaned back on his seat. "Alright, let's start from the beginning," he said. "What do you know about Nagisa?"Ginny sipped her drink silently. Scar sat opposite us, his eyes watchful. He didn't trust her more than he trust a snake. Ginny began. "Like I mentioned earlier, she's one of the Mona Lisa's front men. She specializes in poison and has a black belt in karate. She also does takewondo and knows kung Fu. I was one of her students."Logan exchanged looks with Scar. This just keeps getting better and better. Ginny went on. "I was her worse student. Martial arts weren't my thing. I was already good with the knife. It was poisoning that got my interest. And so I learnt poising from her. Not much is known about Nagisa but here's what I can offer. She's single, she's a lesbian, she travels
Logan emerged unscathed from the explosion, the shockwave rolling over him without leaving a mark. As the debris settled, he stood up, dusting off his suit with a calm expression. He strolled through the wreckage, his eyes scanning the room while his brain worked. It was clearly possible that someone had set up the bomb with the right timing. Their intentions were to kill him while everyone is out of the meeting hall. "Thank you FRIDAY," Logan said genuinely. "This system has done nothing but protect me from disastrous situations."Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and a group of servants rushed in with gas masks and fire extinguishers. They were prepared to rescue Logan, but as the smoke cleared, their eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "Boss! Are you okay?" one of them stammered, his jaws dropping as he took in the scene of Logan standing unharmed amidst the destruction.Before Logan could respond, Umberto and the other pillars of the Rossi clan bursting into the room.
Logan walked into the room where Scar, Ginny and Sienna were waiting for him. They all looked up as he walked in. Logan didn't wait for anyone. He began talking. "Alright, everyone listen up. I arranged for this meeting cause we're on a special mission." He paused to let that sink into their skulls. When no one answered, he proceeded. To Ginny, he asked, "what've you got for me, Ginny?"Ginny crushed her cigarette. She was seated beside the window. "Nothing special. I showed Scar Nagisa's home. Her family are made up of numerous families all together. Uncles, grandparents, aunties, cousins and so on. It's an extended family. They're scattered across Japan. Nagisa lives with her Uncle. She works as a geisha at her uncle's Chashitsu."Logan frowned. "What's a Chashitsu?" "It'sa Japanese architectural space designed to be used for tea ceremony gatherings," Scar explained. "That's all we could did up."Logan knew a thing or two about geisha. He once fantasied about sleeping with one