"Reminds me of someone," I muttered."Is that someone, Bash?""That's right... even though I don't have what he has.""Sometimes, people who have it all often feel like they never have enough..." Anne commented, her gaze distant.For some reason, her words felt like a jab at me, but I chose not to turn this day sour again."Have you done enough shopping? Where do you want to go next? I'll accompany you.""Mm, that's enough. We should head back."I nodded and asked the store attendant to take our purchases to the car; then, we returned to the mansion.Anne sat in the backseat again, quieter than usual. Given what I did to her earlier, I understood. Silently, I cursed my foolishness for not thinking things through.On the bridge over the flowing Thanes River, a car suddenly sped past from the left side, catching me by surprise. The car aligned itself with mine. By the time I saw the driver, it was already too late.*PHEW*The sound of metal piercing the car's body, bypassing and hitting
KnockKnockI knocked on Anne's bedroom door and waited outside, leaning against the wall. It was 7 pm. She was usually early compared to me. There was no response from inside."Oh, Dan! Anne has been waiting for you in the car for a while," said Dr. Bertha, passing by with a stack of documents in his hand."Hmm, that's odd," I thought, but eventually followed Anne.She was in the driver's seat, which surprised my eyebrows. I didn't comment, taking the initiative to sit in the passenger seat. After ensuring I was seated and the door closed, Anne drove the car at high speed.I didn't dare to speak, not wanting to disturb her concentration. This must be her way of calming herself after my treatment of her earlier today. Anne even avoided looking at me.Even though the car veered off the road a few times and hit the curb, I remained silent. I would stay quiet as long as it didn't endanger anyone else. If possible, I wouldn't breathe either. Anne was terrifying when she was angry!Slowly,
[Dexter wants to get rid of the evidence you provided.]The sound of a text message from a colleague in the police department coming to my phone, a colleague who had grown weary of the corruption within her organisation but didn't know how to expose it. My promise to her gave her renewed hope to clean up his institution."Proceed without his knowledge."[Done.]"So quickly?"[Thanks to the device you donated.]"The results?"[Can we discuss it in person?]"Okay, we'll meet at our usual place for lunch."[Okay.]After ending the message, I left the room to head to our meeting place, eager to know the results."Dan!" Anne's voice called me."Oh, hey," I greeted her as I hurriedly walked by."Can't we talk about it? I'm ready to talk," Anne blocked my path, folding her hands before her chest."Later, can we? I'm in a rush," I requested, leaving her behind without waiting for her response.***(P.O.V. ANNE)"My foolish mouth doesn't know its place! How could I say that after he successful
'What's happening?! Can you check it?' I panicked, addressing the system as I turned back towards the direction Kara's car had gone.[At Silkroad, kilometre 57, her car is severely damaged and overturned. I can't see Kara's condition due to the obstruction.]"Damn it!" I cursed at the steering wheel.'Find out who did it.'[It's Zhar, and he's waiting for you there.]Furious, I drove at high speed toward Kara's location. If anything happened to her, I wouldn't forgive myself; one more person would die because of their relation to me.'Zhar... I need to get rid of him as soon as possible.'The sound of shattered glass crushed under my tires signalled Zhar's presence as I arrived. He sat casually on a fallen log that he had knocked down. Beneath that fallen tree was Kara's car. She remained in the driver's seat, her head lolling to the side. Her condition was unclear to me, but her face was smeared with blood."Kara!! Can you hear me? Hold on a little longer; I'll help you!" I shouted a
"Gushton, help me send those corps back to where they came from."[Send me their current coordinates.]I ended the call and sent the location details of the recent battlefield. Then, I called him again.[Hey, what's up?]"You handle them for me; add some ‘Extra’ decorations for Bash. I trust your creativity in making your work dramatic."[Oh, buddy, leave it to me. I'll make sure to add some ribbons, too.]"Nice."With a smile on my lips, I ended the call. I glanced at Kara, who was attended to by doctors and nurses. They said her wounds weren't deep, and her life wasn't in danger. Her shoulder had dislocated due to the pressure of the log wood.‘I need to get rid of this adrenaline rush from my system. I'm afraid I might unintentionally hurt someone,’ I commanded the system.[Uninstall black belt martial arts skills from the host's body.]I felt the overwhelming energy gradually fading away, along with my urge to punch anything in front of me.[Uninstall successful.]I examined the d
BLOOD FOR BLOOD.Those words were written on Zhar's forehead using his own blood."SHIT!" Bash cursed, instinctively pushing the box off the table to the floor."Oh no..." Margareth whimpered, covering her mouth in shock at the inhumane sight before her.Meanwhile, Dexter called one of his colleagues in the police force. "Find the courier who entered this office earlier!" Dexter ordered urgently."Do you suspect the same person? I never thought he could do this..." Margareth guessed."Actually, it's good. We can use this against him," Dexter grinned, videotaping the box to instruct his subordinates to investigate.Just as he finished speaking, a message came in on their phones. It contained a video link showing the fight between Rupert and a voice recording of Bash instructing that he should be killed."You know what's going to happen; there's an action, and there's a reaction. If you dare to investigate this case, I can easily say I'm defending myself. Have a nice day!" Rupert messag
“Hmph!” they protested as federal agents apprehended them.The shouts from the crowd outside grew louder, and they were brought by running to the building's lobby through the elevator. But before that, their mouths were forcibly uncovered in the elevator."Elliot! You can't do this to me!" Margareth protested when her mouth was uncovered, shaking her head in disbelief. She didn't want to be spotlighted by hundreds of cameras in such an embarrassing situation. She really didn't want to!"Would you prefer to join Tom instead?" Elliot challenged, knowing full well that this old woman was deathly afraid of dying, very scared to leave her world of comfort.Indeed, Margareth shrank back, unable to deny it any longer. Elliot looked at them one by one, sharp in his gaze."Be patient. If you don't protest too much, I'll help you quietly. It may never be the same as before, but it's better than dying. Because if not, nothing can be saved from Dustown, and all your business lines will be in chao
"Care to tell me why you're taking me?" I asked the commander."You are suspected of being involved in a murder and terror case.""Terror? Murder? Based on what?""All will be explained to you at the headquarters. You have the right to remain silent; anything you say can and will be used against you in court. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you," declared the commander."Honey!" Anne shouted, upset when the police were about to take me. The commander held her back."Keep your hands off, my wife, commander," I said threateningly."Or what?" the commander taunted."Or you can be charged with harassment and trespassing. I'll willingly come along as long as you don't disturb my family. If I wanted to, I could request a warrant, but not, right? I don't want to inconvenience you," I replied with a false wide smile."I have a feeling that you're not as you appear to be on the surface. You're something... scary," commented the commander wi