"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,
Norton gasped, realizing the possibilities of the assumptions they were making. The matter was urgent, and they needed to know the truth. "That could be right. Maybe he has already figured it out. But how do we know that this is right?" He asked. "I don't know, Norton, but if this is true, then you should leave that place immediately because you're in big danger," Lucas said, with anxiety in his voice. Norton was lost for words. You didn't know what to do at that point. He just froze, having many thoughts flowing in and out of his head, and assuming things. "No way," he muttered to himself. "That shouldn't happen. If it does, then I'm in big trouble," he said, acknowledging the fact. For the first time, he admitted that he was really scared, and Lucas was surprised. "So many things could escalate quickly if you don't leave that place immediately. Go from that place before anyone catches you there because if the boss sees you there, they are definitely going to serve your time for
Norton was about to reciprocate when he heard some sound. He didn't know what it was and wanted to check whether someone was around, so he went to the door of the house, slightly opened it, and was shocked by who he saw. Not who he was expecting. Now, he could be in real trouble. He stared at who it was for about some seconds, before finally being able to speak. "Are you getting here just now? Do you know how long I have been waiting for you? I told you to come really fast, if not, you wouldn't like what I will do because I'm not a man of patience, and you still have the audacity to come by this time?" He said with a raised voice. "I'm sorry. I had to arrange for things to be done so that nothing would go wrong. I hope I have what I came here for, and give you what you want," the person, who was a man, said. "This is the only time I will be merciful and forgive you. You should always be at my service whenever I need you, and nowhere else. Does anybody ever pay you like I do?
"I don't care about what losers you got in the past. Who do I need to attack?" The goon asked. "A young dude. I'm sure he's not as big as you, and he's smaller. But, there is a plan," Norton said. "A plan?" He asked. "Yes, a plan. We have to use a special method to get to him, or else, everything will go to ruin," Norton said. The man nodded. "Come in," he ordered, and what happened next was enough to leave Norton speechless. Some other men with a similar build like the man who was standing in front of him came inside the house. They were looking all jacked and stood still. "These are all the people I brought with me. They are about 5 or 6, and they will be with me on guard till when you order us to attack," he said. "You have really done a good job. I thought I was the one who would enlighten you on what to do, but it seems like you know everything about this. You are a pro in this," Norton said. "You don't need to praise me for anything. We have been doing things long en