"I don't know, my heart..." Adrianna screamed, her voice piercing the air, her words trailing off as she clutched her chest, her face contorted in agony."Fuck!" Tyler exclaimed, his profanity laced with worry and fear, his eyes wide with panic as he rushed to her side.In one swift motion, he swept her into his arms, cradling her like a child, her frail body trembling against his chest. He raced out of the extra room, his footsteps echoing down the hospital corridor, his heart pounding in his chest.He gently laid her on the bed in the ward, her eyes closed, her face pale, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath. Tyler's face was a mask of concern, his eyes fixed on Adrianna's face, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.Without hesitation, he sprinted to the doctor's office, his feet pounding the floor, his heart racing with urgency. "Doctor, my wife..." Tyler said, his voice laced with desperation, his words tumbling out in a rush.The doctor stood up almost immed
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
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
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 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
"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,
"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
"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
Matthew's heart pounded in his chest, its rhythmic beat echoing through his entire being. A sense of trepidation washed over him, settling heavy in the pit of his stomach. The air seemed to thicken around him, heavy with an unspoken tension that threatened to suffocate him.Judas's eyes glinted with a knowing spark, a hint of mischief that made Matthew's skin crawl. His smile grew wider, his lips curling up into a sly, knowing grin. The atmosphere around them grew increasingly oppressive, weighted with an anticipation that seemed to vibrate through every molecule.The door to the room burst open, and Tyler, Sanya, and Alex stormed in, their faces set in determined expressions. The sudden intrusion caught Judas off guard, and his eyes widened in shock, his smile faltering. For a moment, he seemed frozen, his mind reeling as he realized he had been outmaneuvered.The air in the room seemed to shift, the balance of power suddenly tilting in favor of the newcomers. The tension was palpabl
"This is beyond what we thought," Alex replied, his voice filled with surprise and a hint of concern. He looked at Tyler, his eyes wide with alarm. "Judas is escalating things faster than we anticipated."Tyler's face was set in a determined expression, his eyes narrowed in thought. "We need Matthew's response," Tyler said, his voice low and muttered, as if he was thinking out loud.Alex paced around the room, his footsteps echoing off the walls. He was deep in thought, trying to process the latest development and come up with a plan to counter Judas's move. The air in the room was thick with tension, and the silence was oppressive, punctuated only by Alex's footsteps."Judas is overstepping his boundaries," Alex said, his voice firm and resolute. He stopped pacing and turned to face Tyler and Sanya. "We need to take a stand and show him that we won't be intimidated."Tyler's eyes narrowed, his expression thoughtful. He was considering Alex's words, weighing their options.But before
Tyler stood up from his seat, his eyes scanning the room as he began to pace back and forth. His mind was racing with thoughts and ideas, and he needed to move to process them. "Matthew, can you help us?" Tyler asked, his voice firm and resolute. He stopped pacing and turned to face Matthew, his eyes locked onto his.Matthew looked up, a hint of confusion on his face. "What do you mean, Tyler?" Matthew replied, his voice tinged with curiosity. He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, as he waited for Tyler to elaborate.Tyler took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving Matthew's face. "I mean, can you use your resources to help us track down Judas and Rayna?" Tyler asked, his voice clear and concise. "We need all the help we can get if we're going to take them down."Tyler took a deep breath, his eyes locked onto Matthew's. "You have to be our bait to Judas and Rayna," Tyler answered, his voice low and serious.Sanya's eyes widened in surprise, her brow furrowed in concern. "How?" s
As they discussed, Tyler's eyes suddenly darted towards the entrance, his gaze locking onto a figure walking in. He nudged Matthew discreetly, his eyes never leaving the newcomer.Matthew followed Tyler's gaze, his eyes widening as he spotted Rayna walking towards them. Her eyes seemed to be fixed on them, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.Matthew's instincts kicked in, his mind racing with possibilities. "Could Rayna be stalking us?" he asked, his voice low and cautious.Tyler's expression turned serious, his voice steady. "Yes, she can," he replied, his eyes never leaving Rayna's face. "We need to be careful, Matthew. We don't know what she's capable of."Matthew's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. "Let's attack her," he said, his voice low and menacing.But Tyler's expression turned cautious, his voice determined. "No, let's leave," he said, his eyes scanning the surrounding area. "This place is not safe for us. We don't know what Rayna is capable of, and we can't take
In that minute, Matthew leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on some point in the distance as he replayed Rayna and Judas' conversation in his mind. He was resonating with their words, his intuition picking up on the undercurrents of tension and urgency that had flowed beneath their exchange.As he wondered if he could intervene, a spark of curiosity ignited within him. But it was quickly followed by a more primal urge - a desire to take action, to insert himself into the situation and shape its outcome. Matthew's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities and scenarios.Just as he was pondering his next move, he heard Judas's voice, soft and urgent, drifting from the other room. "We must act quickly, Rayna," Judas said, his voice lowered to a whisper. Matthew's ears perked up, his interest piqued. Who was Judas talking to? And what did they need to act quickly about? Matthew's curiosity was now fully aroused, and he found himself leaning forward, his ears straining to pick
"Yes, but you heard a step," Rayna said, her voice firm, her eyes locked onto Judas's."Yes, I heard a vo...," Judas replied, but he couldn't finish his statement as they heard a loud, exploded sound. The ground shook beneath their feet, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of smoke and burning metal.Rayna and Judas were shocked, their faces pale with fear. They stumbled backward, their eyes wide with terror, as they tried to escape the spot.Judas peeped through a window, and from afar, he noticed that it was a car bomb. The vehicle was engulfed in flames, the metal twisted and charred beyond recognition. Judas's eyes widened in horror as he realized the magnitude of the explosion."What was that?" Rayna whispered, her voice trembling with fear.Judas turned to her, his face grim. "It's a car bomb," he replied, his voice low and urgent. "We need to get out of here, now."Rayna breathed heavily, her chest heaving with fear. "What is that?" Rayna asked, her voice trembling with
Matthew sat on the couch, his eyes fixed on some distant point as he became profound in his thoughts. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, and he couldn't help but sense an unease that had been building up inside him for days. It was a feeling that had been growing in intensity, and it all centered around one person: Judas.His trusted brother, his confidant, now seemed shrouded in a veil of secrecy. Matthew had always thought of Judas as his rock, the one person he could always count on. But now, he wasn't so sure.Days turned into weeks as Matthew found himself spying on Judas's every move. He noticed the unwavering acts, the subtle changes in Judas's behavior that seemed to hint at a deeper, darker truth. Matthew's gut told him that something was off, that Judas was hiding something from him.As he sat on the couch, lost in thought, Matthew heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He looked up to see Judas standing before him, a backpack slung over his shoulder."You are ready to
"Matthew, nothing happens to the team," Judas answered, his voice steady and reassuring. He knew he had to keep Matthew calm, to prevent him from spiraling out of control."But how?" Matthew demanded, his voice rising in frustration. "They were here, and then they just vanished into thin air. It doesn't make any sense."He added, his words tumbling out in a rush. "They are not here anymore. I've searched everywhere, but there's no sign of them. It's as if they never existed."Judas's expression remained calm, but his mind was racing. He knew that Matthew was telling the truth - Tyler and his team had been taken out, and it seemed like a professional job. But who could have done it? And why?Judas hesitated, his mind racing with the implications of Matthew's words. He had to come up with a plan, a way to salvage the situation and turn the tables in their favor. He took a deep breath, his eyes locked onto Rayna's as he began to think out loud."We need to dig deeper," Judas responded, h
Rayna's eyes darted around the dimly lit surveillance room, her fingers flying across the keyboard with a soft clicking sound. The air was thick with tension as she worked to bypass the security system. Judas sat beside her, his gaze fixed intently on the screens in front of them, his eyes scanning the feeds for any sign of movement."We are almost there," Rayna whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the computers. Her eyes locked onto the screen, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Just a few more minutes..." she trailed off, her fingers moving swiftly over the keyboard.Judas nodded silently, his eyes never leaving the screens. He was a man of few words, but his presence was reassuring. Rayna knew she could count on him to have her back, no matter what they were up against."No, we are not winning yet, Tyler and his team escaped," Judas said, his voice filled with disappointment and frustration. His eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger.Rayna's eyes widened in shoc