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"Beautiful." He mumbled."Beautiful indeed." Replied a voice from behind him.FEW MINUTES EARLIERPark , one of the guys sent by Enzo to ensure that the deal goes through let out an annoyed sigh after he had tried talking to the fifth person on the ship just for them to mutter an excuse and dashed off.This has been going on since he came aboard the ship, his guessed is that, him being a hunter must have spread around the ship.He decided to try for the last time when he heard chatters and laughter coming from the east wing, he slowly walked towards that direction and gently opened the door.The creaking sound from the door stopped the chatters and laughers as all head turned towards the sound trying to see who came in.First it was a look of shock, reason because they thought he might have given up, followed by fear as they quickly scurry to their feet trying to look busy with one thing or the other.Park who still stood by the door understood what it meant and quickly muttered a "So
New York City: Underground Tunnel.Queency got down from the passenger seat, her lollipop in her mouth which she gently suck on as she waited for Alejandro her brother, who quickly killed the engine and enlighted from the car, he shut the door of his Tesla and then moved towards the boot, his stride slow but steady, he gently lift the boot up and turned towards Queency."Help me hold this,will you." He stated pointing at the bag containing equipment.Queency pouted her face and point towards the bag. "You expect me to carry that?" She questioned with a look of disbelief. "Of course, after all you had me running around to get you ice cream in the park." He replied.Queency's face contorted into a frown when she remembered what happened in the park.TWO HOURS EARLIER. :PARKAlejandro turned to where she was pointing, his smile morphing into a frown when he saw the two familiar faces."Isn't that Mum and Dad?" Queency asked still in a state of shock.The said couples called their names
Underground Tunnel (New York City). Alejandro sighed and followed , albeit reluctantly.They got out of the elevator and continued through the tunnels, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls.Alenjandro and Queency let out a relieved sign, they were finally back here with computers and the sound of clicking , People were sitting at desks, typing away at keyboards.Alejandro entered his office with Queency in towed and gently dropped the bags of equipment on the table just as Travis a member of the trackers team approaches Alejandro with important information. "The hackers have managed to hack the device, but the location address is giving off a strange signal." He voiced out.Alejandro and Queency quickly left what they were doing and entered the mainframe room, their footsteps echoing off the walls. They surveyed the room, taking in the rows of computers and the people at the desks. Alejandro felt a sense of pride and satisfaction. He was the boss, after all."I've hear
Carmichael considered his answer carefully. He needed to tread lightly, but he also needed to be decisive. "I think we need to send a message to the rival clan,"*****Outskirts of Town.In the dragon clan's compound, chaos reigned. Smoke billowed from the damaged building, and people ran around frantically, trying to assess the damage. At the center of it all was the leader of the dragon clan, a man named Arnold, he just got back from his other base. He stood in the middle of the chaos, his face a mask of fury."What happened?" he demanded, his voice loud and angry. "Who did this?"One of his men stepped forward, it was Rivers, his face pale. "We're not sure yet, sir," he said. "But we have reason to believe it may have been an inside job."Arnold eyes narrowed. "An inside job?" he said, his voice dangerously low. "Who would do such a thing?"Rivers swallowed hard. "We done know boss, but we are trying our possible best to apprehend the culprit," he said. "Some of the clan members ha
Jeff had to get out of there. But how? He looked around, his mind racing. There had to be a way out. He looked up and saw a vent in the ceiling. Could he reach it?Jeff quietly made his way to the vent, moving as quickly and as silently as he could. He reached up and pulled himself up, climbing inside the vent. He started to crawl, his heart pounding in his chest. He could hear the sounds of battle growing fainter as he got further away. Finally, he reached the end of the vent, and he saw a small opening. He pushed it open, and he found himself outside, in the cool night air. He took a deep breath, and then he ran.Jeff ran down the street, his feet pounding on the pavement. He turned a corner, and he saw a black van. He ran towards it, his breath coming in gasps. The van's side door slid open, and he jumped inside. The door closed behind him, and the van sped off. He sat there, panting, trying to catch his breath. He looked up and saw Carmichael sitting in the front seat."Thank you,
"How close are we?" She decided to asked after a while."How close are we to what?" Alvin asked, his voice sharp."To the next port," Lindsey said, her voice trembling. "I just want to know how much longer I'll be here.""That's none of your concern," Alvin said, his tone cold. "Eat up, and be quiet." He said and left, locking the door behind him.Lindsey felt tears welling up in her eyes. She was so tired of being here, of being trapped with no hope of escape. But she forced herself to keep eating, to stay strong. She had to keep going, for her own sake.Lindsey finished her meal and sat back against the wall. She was exhausted, both physically and emotionally. But she knew she had to keep fighting. She had to stay strong.Then, she heard something. A faint scratching sound, coming from the corner of the room. She peered into the darkness, trying to see what it was. And then, she saw it. A mouse, scurrying across the floor.Lindsey let out a shriek, jumping back from the mouse. "Get
Suddenly, they heard another noise... coming from the ceiling.Their eyes turned upwards, and they saw a small hole in the ceiling. And out of the hole, a small black paw appeared. It was followed by a furry little face, looking down at them.It was a cat, how was a cat able to get on board this ship?.And not just any cat. It was a black cat, with a white patch on its chest that looked like a skull.Jake and Alvin gasped, their eyes wide. They had heard stories about this cat. The White Skull, they called it. It was said to be the harbinger of bad luck. And now, it was here.They turned to themselves, their faces pale.Jake looked at the cat, his eyes narrowing. He seemed to be considering something, but Alvin couldn't guess what it was.Alvin turned to Jake, Finally, he spoke. "This changes things," he said, his voice low. "This changes everything.""What do you mean?" Jake asked, his voice quavering."The White Skull is a powerful symbol," Alvin said, his eyes fixed on the cat. "It
As Lindsey surveyed the dark cabin, she felt a sinking sense of boredom and loneliness. There was nothing to do, nowhere to go, and no one to talk to. She was trapped in a dark, dreary cell, with nothing but her own thoughts for company.Then, she noticed something. A glint of light in the corner of the room. She moved closer, and saw that it was a small mirror, propped up against the wall. She picked it up, and studied her reflection. It was dark and distorted, but she could just make out her face.As Lindsey continued to gaze into the mirror, she saw something else. A shadow in the corner of the reflection, just beyond her own image. She turned around, her heart pounding, but there was nothing there.She returned to the mirror, her eyes wide with fear. The shadow was still there, growing larger, its shape becoming clearer. Suddenly, she realized what it was. It was a figure, a man, dressed in black. He was standing in the corner of the room, watching her.She dropped the mirror with