Judas's gaze bore into Matthew's, filled with a deep-seated pity. He knew Matthew had unwittingly waded into treacherous waters, and the currents were about to sweep him away. The younger man's fate was all but sealed, entangled in Smith's web of deceit.Judas's voice was low and urgent, his words laced with a warning."Matthew, you don't have a choice but to withdraw from Smith's plan."Matthew's eyes widened, his face pale. His voice trembled."Withdraw? Do you think that would ever be possible with Smith?"His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of desperation.Judas's expression turned grim, his jaw clenched."You don't understand the depths of Smith's manipulation, Matthew. Once you're in, there's no escape. But you must try."Matthew's hands shook, his fingers intertwining in a nervous gesture."What makes you think I can get out? Smith has a hold on me, Judas. A hold that's tightening by the day."Judas's eyes burned with conviction."I've seen it before, Matthew. I kn
Tyler's expression turned grave as he ended the call with Judas. His mind began racing with possibilities."What could have happened between Matthew and Smith?" he wondered.He paced around his sleek, modern office, his eyes scanning the cityscape outside the window.Tyler's team, assembled in the adjacent conference room, noticed their leader's sudden unease."Judas called me," Tyler announced, striding into the room. "He told me Matthew confessed what he had with Smith."Sanya's eyes widened in astonishment, her brow arching upward. "Really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper."Yes, I was still in shock, just as you are," Tyler replied, his expression reflective.Alex leaned forward, curiosity etched on his face. "What made him confess?" he asked.Tyler's gaze drifted, his mind replaying the conversation with Judas. "Hmmm, I'm yet to figure that out. It surprised you, and I'm surprised as well," he admitted.The room fell silent, the weight of Matthew's confession hanging
Judas approached Tyler with a sense of desperation, his footsteps quiet on the grassy clearing. The warm sunlight cast a golden glow, but Judas's face was etched with worry. Sanya and Alex had discreetly stepped aside, their figures fading into the nearby trees, giving Judas space to persuade Tyler.Tyler stood tall, his broad shoulders relaxed, eyes fixed on Judas. His expression changed from calm to curiosity as Judas drew near. "Tyler, I really need your help in a battle," Judas said, his voice laced with urgency.Tyler's eyebrows shot up, surprise etched on his face. "You need my help?" Tyler asked, his deep voice tinged with skepticism.“Yes, you are the best person to help us out in this situation,” Judas said, his eyes locked onto Tyler’s, filled with a mix of desperation and hope.Tyler’s brow furrowed. “Which situation?” he asked, his deep voice tinged with curiosity.Judas’s voice dropped to a whisper, his words laced with urgency. “Matthew had made a lot of mistakes by goin
Tyler's brow furrowed in skepticism. "Hmm, this is a good idea, but I asked Matthew who Smith worked for, and he claimed he wasn't aware of anyone."Alex's expression turned incredulous. "How could that be possible? Matthew's been working with Smith for years."He leaned forward, his voice filled with conviction. "Matthew knows a lot about the people Smith has worked with. He's not telling us everything."Sanya's eyes narrowed. "We shouldn't be fooled by Matthew's gimmicks. I agree with Alex – he knows more than he's letting on."Tyler's gaze intensified. "We need to press Matthew for the truth. He's hiding something."Alex nodded. "We should bring him in for further questioning. We can't afford to take his words at face value."Sanya's voice took on a resolute tone. "Let's get to the bottom of this. Matthew's secrets are key to taking down Smith.""He's not saying anything, he insists he doesn't know much about Smith," Tyler reported, frustration etching his face.Alex's expression t
Matthew took a deep, cleansing breath, filling his lungs with the warm air of the tranquil space. His eyes drifted shut, and he allowed himself to surrender to the emotions swirling within. The gentle hum of the room's soft music and the soothing scent of essential oils enveloped him, creating a safe haven for vulnerability.As he focused inward, a wave of sadness crashed over him, threatening to engulf him. But instead of resisting, Matthew let the emotions wash over him, allowing himself to fully feel the weight of his pain. His chest tightened, and his throat constricted, but he persisted, breathing through the turmoil.Minutes ticked by, and slowly, the intensity of the pain began to subside. The knot in his stomach loosened, and his breathing steadied. Matthew's eyes fluttered open, and he met Judas's compassionate gaze."Thank you," Matthew said, his voice laced with gratitude. "That helped."Judas's warm smile spread across his face, lines of empathy etched around his eyes. "It
The moment Matthew stood up, he began pacing around the room, his mind racing to recollect every detail since he started working with Smith.Suddenly, a specific night flashed before his eyes. He was with Smith, planning to harass Tyler's family. Matthew's eyes widened as he recalled a crucial detail. One of Smith's boys had come around, and Smith had said..."Stephen would be perfect for this job."Matthew's voice filled with excitement as he screamed. "Oh, oh, oh! Stephen! That's it!"He rushed to his desk, grabbing a pen and paper. "Stephen," he scribbled. "Smith's right-hand man."Matthew's thoughts flowed rapidly. "Stephen was there the night we planned the attack on Tyler's family."He remembered Stephen's eerie smile. "Stephen knows everything," Matthew realized.Judas's eyes snapped towards Matthew, surprise etched on his face."What is that, Matthew?" Judas asked, his voice laced with concern.Matthew's excitement was palpable."I remembered something just now, and that coul
Judas leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper. “Matthew, this is a perfect opportunity to kidnap him, don’t you think so?” His eyes locked onto Stephen, his gaze piercing.Matthew’s brow furrowed, hesitation etched on his face. “Is it not too fast to do this?” he asked, his voice laced with caution.Judas’s expression turned resolute. “There’s nothing fast about this, Matthew. We have to be swift. Who knows if he’s been sent to trail us?” His words dripped with urgency.Matthew’s gaze darted around the dimly lit room, the soft music and laughter of patrons contrasting with their sinister plan.“You’re right,” Matthew agreed, his voice firm. “We can’t let him compromise our plan.”Judas nodded, his eyes never leaving Stephen. “Let’s pretend we didn’t see him. Act naturally.”Matthew nodded, his eyes locked onto Judas. They both turned back to the music, masking their intentions behind neutral expressions.Judas and Matthew had meticulously planned Stephen's kidnapping at the guest
Matthew and Judas rushed to Stephen's room, expecting chaos. Instead, they found Stephen as they had left him.Matthew's anger flared, his face inches from Stephen's. "Stephen, don't try to play smart with us again," Matthew growled, his hand clenched.Stephen's eyes blazed defiance, his chest heaving. "Release me now, or you'll regret it," Stephen warned.Matthew's grip on Stephen's shirt tightened. "You're in no position to make threats," Matthew snarled.Judas intervened, his voice calm. "Matthew, ease up." Matthew's glare lingered before he released Stephen.Stephen's breath came in ragged gasps. "You're running out of time," Matthew warned.Stephen's gaze flicked between Matthew and Judas. "I won't talk," Stephen spat.Matthew's smile twisted. "We'll see about that."Judas stepped forward. "Stephen, cooperation is your best option."Stephen's laughter was laced with desperation. "You'll never break me."Matthew's eyes narrowed. "We'll see.""I think it will be of your own good if