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Tyler's long strides carried him swiftly out of the ward, his determination and urgency evident in every step. He rushed to the garage, his eyes fixed on his car, his mind racing with the thoughts of the crucial interrogation ahead. He got into his car and drove off to the barracks, the wheels screeching as he sped through the gates.As he arrived at the barracks, he walked down from the car, his presence commanding attention. Everywhere, soldiers bowed their heads to greet him, their eyes cast downward in respect, while some saluted him with crisp precision, their faces set in solemn expressions.The sound of boots snapping and fists clenching echoed through the air, a symphony of discipline and loyalty, as Tyler's authority and leadership were acknowledged by his troops. His eyes scanned the scene, his jaw set in a firm line, as he strode towards the building where Matteo was being held.Matteo sprang up from the floor, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and relief, as soon as he saw
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Tyler burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the room like a wave of mockery, as if he hadn't heard the veiled threat in Judas' words. "And you think I am going to release him just because you ask me to?" Tyler asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm, his smirk twisting his face into a cruel grin.Judas' eyes narrowed, his voice low and menacing, like a storm cloud gathering on the horizon. "You don't have a choice but to release him if you don't want to see my wrath," he growled, his words hanging in the air like a challenge.Tyler's laughter exploded again, the sound mocking and dismissive, like a slap in the face. "I called just to tell you to prepare for me, because I am not going to go easy on you and your family," he sneered, his words dripping with malice, his eyes glinting with a sinister light.The air was electric with tension, the threat hanging like a sword of Damocles, waiting to strike. Judas' face darkened, his eyes blazing with anger, as he realized that Tyler w
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Tyler walked back to the house, his footsteps echoing through the silence like a solitary drumbeat, his eyes fixed on the door like a magnet. He entered the house, his presence like a dark cloud, and made his way to the bathroom, his movements swift and purposeful, like a predator stalking its prey.As he entered the bathroom, the soft glow of the lights enveloped him, like a warm embrace, and the sweet scent of lavender filled the air, like a soothing balm. He walked to the towel stand, his eyes fixed on the plush towel, like a haven, and placed it neatly on the rack, like a soldier standing at attention.Then, he turned to the jacuzzi, its bubbling waters like a siren's call, beckoning him to come and relax. He slipped off his clothes, like shedding a skin, and stepped into the warm, swirling water, like a baptismal rebirth. The jets of water massaged his tense muscles, like a gentle lover's caress, and he closed his eyes, letting out a deep sigh, like a storm finally subsiding.As
The Return Of General Tyler You can’t do this to me!
The assistant, a slender figure with a calculating gaze, like a surgeon assessing a patient, nodded curtly at Tyler before turning to the bouncer."Is there a problem here?" he asked, his voice crisp and efficient, like a scalpel slicing through tissue.The bouncer hesitated, like a student unsure of the answer, before nodding towards Tyler. "He claims to have a card, but I haven't seen it."The assistant's eyes locked onto Tyler, like a laser targeting a precise point. "I see. And who are you, exactly?"Tyler's jaw clenched, like a vice tightening, as he struggled to maintain his composure. "I'm Tyler. I was invited to this event by Mr. Albert himself."The assistant's expression remained skeptical, like a scientist examining a dubious experiment. "I wasn't aware of any such invitation. Let me check."He pulled out a phone, like a gunslinger drawing a weapon, and dialed a number, his eyes never leaving Tyler's face.Tyler's heart raced, like a rabbit in a snare, as he waited for the
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"You can't drag me out of the party!" Judas yelled, his voice echoing through the room like a thunderclap, his face red with rage, like a volcano erupting. "You promised to give me this contract! You can't drag me out of here like a nobody! I paid so much money to be able to get this contract!" he shouted, his words tumbling out like a waterfall, his eyes blazing with indignation, like a wildfire burning out of control.Mr. Albert's expression turned cold, like a winter frost, his voice dripping with disdain, like a slow-dripping faucet. "You can't say you spent money; do I collect a dine from you? Did I promise to give you this contract? I never promised you; you're the one who made your imagination run wild," he said, his words cutting like a knife, his eyes piercing like a sharp gaze."Why will I give a contract to someone who's not worth it? Do you think I didn't hear all the news about you?" he continued, his voice rising like a crescendo, his words painting a picture of disgust,
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"Guards!" Mr. Albert called for the second time, his voice echoing through the room like a thunderclap. Two burly men rushed to his side in a swift, fluid motion, like a well-oiled machine. Their faces were stern, like granite statues, their eyes fixed on Judas with a firm gaze, like a hawk zeroing in on its prey."Take Judas out of here," Mr. Albert commanded, his voice firm and authoritative, like a general leading his troops. The guards nodded in unison, their heads bobbing up and down like puppets on a string. They moved closer to Judas, their footsteps echoing through the room like a drumbeat."You guys shouldn't come near me!" Judas yelled, his voice rising like a siren, his eyes blazing with anger, like a wildfire. But the guards were unfazed, their faces expressionless, like a blank canvas. They grabbed Judas by the arms, their grip like a vice, and dragged him out of the place, his legs kicking and flailing like a wild animal."You can't do this to me!" Judas yelled, his voic
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"When? Next week? Next month? Next year?" Marco asked, his voice heavy with sarcasm, like a weight crushing Judas's excuses. "You've had three days already, and what have you done? Nothing!"Judas shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes avoiding Marco's piercing gaze, like a guilty criminal avoiding a detective's spotlight. "I'll go get him, I promise," he muttered, his voice barely audible, like a whisper in a hurricane.Marco's face turned red with anger, his eyes flashing like a knife. "You'd better, Judas. You'd better bring Uncle home safe and sound, or you'll have to answer to me," he warned, his voice low and menacing, like a predator stalking its prey.Judas nodded, his head bobbing up and down like a puppet on a string, his eyes fixed on the floor, like a guilty man staring at his own shame. He knew he had failed, and he knew he had to make it right, or face the consequences."I will, Marco. I swear it," he said, his voice laced with determination, like a warrior preparin
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The private investigator sent the address to Judas, and he walked out of the gate, his long strides devouring the distance as he assembled his remaining guards. Their faces were etched with worry, their eyes darting nervously at each other, but they didn't dare show Judas they were scared. They knew better than to betray any weakness."I need you all to go get my uncle from this address," Judas said, his voice cold and detached, like a snake slithering through the grass. The guards nodded, their faces expressionless, their voices low and hesitant. "Yes, sir."As they replied, a message popped into all their phones, and they checked their screens to see the address Judas had sent them. One of the guards, a burly man with a thick beard, spoke up, his voice laced with hesitation. "Barrack, sir?" he asked, his eyes flicking up to Judas's face.Judas's expression turned glacial, his eyes freezing into ice chips. "Yes, do you all have any problem with that?" he asked, his voice dripping wit
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