He began breathing fast, and his hands began shaking while losing a tight grip on the steering wheel. The past could play in his head very vividly, and his heart was beating fast. All of a sudden, finally losing grip of the steering wheel, his car swerved near the ditch, and he gasped, immediately pressing his foot on the brakes, and the tires of his car screeched for mercy before his car came to a sudden halt. Steve had already driven about 50 meters ahead of Alaric when he heard the sound. All the cars behind Alaric were first to stop as they noticed the unexpected event. All of the members of the A-V squad were on alert. Steve immediately stopped the car, and the commander, seeing that no one else was driving, stopped too. Steve immediately unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car. He rushed to see what had happened with Alaric and had his heart in his head, as he went there. He reached where Alaric was, and he peeked through the window. Alaric was still trying to r
"But…he has not stepped out of the vehicle. Are you sure everything is alright?" "I don't know, Steve. How about you go and check for yourself?" He asked. "Okay, young master, I will," Steve said and turned to head to the commander's car. 'God, let it not be what I am thinking,' he muttered to himself, as he took his steps, heavy from the burden that lay on him. Steve walked forward through the road, his steps heavy with a sense of impending doom, and his footsteps echoed along the deserted road. The gravel crunched beneath his boots as he approached the commander's car, the knot in his stomach tightening with each step. An ominous thought whispered in his mind, suggesting that the world around him was about to unravel, and he desperately wished it were a mere figment of his imagination. He was sure the commander wouldn't have been harmed. As he drew closer, the car door swung open, revealing the commander's stern face, etched with concern, as he immediately came out. Steve's
"I think we will also have to get permission from the young master for that. Let's go see him," Steve said to the commander. He went and walked up to Alaric's car, followed by the commander behind him, but was shocked by what he saw. Alaric's head was raised, and his hands shaking on the steering wheel, whilst trying to remain calm and breathing heavily. "Y… young master. A… are you all right?" He asked, really worried about what was really going on with Alaric. Steve was surprised that he was in that kind of position, and it seemed like Alaric was really afraid, or maybe something like that. He wasn't sure what the problem was, or what Alaric's expression showed, but he knew that something was wrong. Alaric, jolting to reality, immediately wore a straight face, trying to pretend as if nothing was wrong with him. They didn't want to express his feelings, since it was the determining point of events, and making a single mistake, or having anyone worry about him, could ruin the
"If you're not planning on returning to the hospital today, young master, when are you planning on doing so?" Steve asked, with concern etched in his face. "When I have the assurance that Evelyn is alright. When I dig deep into the matter and get the truth of what really happened, and highest of all… when I finally put that criminal in his place," Alaric said with a firm resolve, his eyes suddenly burning bright. Immediately, he found the strength he needed. The fear that overpowered him was now submitting to his strong will, and he felt relief all over his body. His heart stopped beating as fast as it did, and he could the energy running through him. Steve, noticing some weird movements, as Alaric tried to get comfortable, looked with surprise. "Is anything wrong, young master?" He asked. "Nothing is wrong, Steve," Alaric replied. "As a matter of fact, everything is alright. I feel so much better now that I have found a purpose to keep striving. I was almost losing my purpose,
"Are all of them ready to go?" Alaric asked. "Yes sir!" The commander replied. "Good. Order them to go, but I will drive forward first, to go and see my mother. You all should follow behind. Don't forget what I told you to give me when we get there. I can see the lights. We are near," Alaric commanded. "Your wish is my command, sir!" The commander said, giving a salute, as he stomped his feet on the ground. "Young master, I will be in my car," Steve said, and Alaric nodded. "Catch you 50 m ahead," he said, immediately igniting the engine, and he stepped on the gas pedal, zooming off. The commander looked at Steve. "Do as he says. What did you want to give him?" Steve asked. "It was the chip that we had planned to use for communication. The young pastor assaulted me to give him the chip so that we could communicate while he was discussing with the criminal," the commander replied. "Okay," Steve said. "Good luck with your communication." Steve headed over to his car and
"But young master, what you're about to do is really dangerous. How are you going to put this off?" Steve asked, really worried. "The only way I can kill this danger is by facing it, Steve. No human in life can move on if they don't get over their fears, and make the first steps, to get that. For that reason, I'm going to confront the criminal now," Alaric said, with a hint of strength in his tone. Steve already knew that nothing he said would be able to stop a determined Alaric, but he had a valid point after all. "But young master, you can't really deny that this is a very dangerous thing to do. How can you go alone by yourself? At least some members of the squad should follow you or protect you in case anything is bursting out of the blues," Steve suggested. "If I have to depend on guards to protect my own life, then I will always leave with them. It means that I will no longer be able to do things on my own because I need guards to protect me at all times, but that's not the
"Very good, Steve. I told you to the executive secretly and you did it perfectly as planned," he said. Steve smiled and nodded. "If not for the ransom, you would have probably taken 10 grand." "Don't worry, young master. I don't need all that to do my job well. I'm happy with whatever I have, and I will stick to the Wright Empire till the end," he said. "Good. Now, put it back. I will drive to the place to go and see that dumbfuck. Today, he'd know the power of $1 million," Alaric said, with strong determination obvious in his eyes. Steve was actually surprised by the amount of intensity he could read in Alaric. He expected Alaric to be the downcast one, but that was not how the case would be. "So how are you going to take the money inside? Someone could see you and suspect that you have something going on in the briefcase. Are you just going to walk to the building?" Steve asked. "I'm going to drive my car inside that street. I've been there before so I know my way around here. T
"What the fuck! Why hasn't he come yet? What the hell is wrong with this guy called CEO? He is supposed to be here by now but he hasn't come. I really want to know the truth about everything and dig this up till the last thick of the matter," Norton yelled in frustration. He took a plank of wood, which was the decimated part of an old chair, and threw it to the wall. The impact made the ceiling shake a little bit, and Norton couldn't help but be annoyed by how weak everything was inside the house. He took out his phone and called Lucas. Lucas, who had escaped really quickly from the company before anyone would suspect him, and was at home going through some documents of the past, saw his call. "What? Norton is calling me? Already?" He said to himself, assuming that Norton had already gotten the million dollars. "I think I will have to pick up this call. Do I smell good news?" He said, excitedly. He picked up his phone on the center table and answered the call. "What happened,