“When did you get here?” Ivy asked, her voice weak and hoarse. She raised her head to stare at Brandon, “Did you tail me? Followed my movements from the hospital?” she asked again, and Brandon's eyes flashed with an unknown expression. “How did you know?” he smiled, tilting his head as he stared at her. “I noticed a car following me, but I thought it was Leviathan trying to make sure I came to the venue.” she replied as she held his hands to drag herself up. A small yelp escaped her lips as her back wracked with pain. She fought the tears in her eyes and flashed a smile, “Thank you for coming, Brandon, but you could have done something.” she said, rolling her eyes in anger. “Hello. The restaurant was locked from the outside. I was only allowed to go a few minutes after Leviathan left.” Brandon explained. His gaze landed on the red mark on her neck, “Did he really do this to you?” Ivy nodded, tracing the mark with her hands. “Yes. He's really an animal. He didn't even spare a woman.
A few days soon passed by. Brandon was seated in his room, trying to draft out a plan. He knew Lyra, Brian's wife, was presently being heavily guarded . Just rushing there to kidnap her looks impossible and would only put them in trouble. “Dinner is ready.” A young girl’s voice was heard, telling Brandon it was time to eat dinner. Brandon ruffled his hair with his hands and walked straight to the dining room. Seated by the right side was Jeremy. His eyes were fixed on the food. He didn't even wait for Brandon to come over before feasting on it. Brandon smirked as he pulled out a chair for himself to sit on, “You're really hungry, aren't you, Jeremy?” he smiled, picking up his cutlery. Seeing the wonderful dish the chef had prepared this time, a look of awe was plastered on his face. “Are we celebrating a feast or something?” he asked, wondering why they prepared something so extravagant. “I'm the reason why they've prepared something this huge.” a cold, icy and frosty voice was he
As Brandon was still hitting Jeremy's body, his phone suddenly started ringing. Shaken by what had just happened, Brandon walked slowly towards the living room to pick up the phone. Hearing Leviathan's voice, he had to control the urge to smash the phone on the ground. “He'll be unconscious for a few hours. Don't bury him yet, and I have another Job for you. There's someone I need you to kill. I'll send his information to you. Get it done in a few days.” he said before hanging up. The words brought relief to his soul. Indirectly, Leviathan had told him Jeremy wasn't dead. Placing his phone in his pocket, he walked towards the dining area and carried Jeremy up. Moments later, after placing Jeremy in his bedroom, he picked up his phone to check Leviathan's message. Opening up the chat, he was surprised to see the picture of an old man. “Richard Luke.” he whispered, scrolling down to check if there was any other information about him. Seeing the permanent residence of the old man, he
“I can't believe you all would allow him to lead the group that way.” Richard continued, walking over to where Brian stayed. Each of the members turned to look at Richard, disbelief and shock evident on their faces. Daniel seemed to be the most shocked person among them. As Richard's voice sounded unfamiliar, he looked extremely familiar. “Yo..u were an ex member of Cabal 8 and you're also the leader of three continents.” Daniel gasped, wondering how an ex member became the real leader. He was also quite shocked that a leader of about three continents was present in their midst. While all of them led one, Richard was in charge of three. Daniel just couldn't believe it. Other members nodded in response, each of them reluctant to accept Richard as the leader. He was just too powerful. “Before I became the leader, I wanted the group to have a new start. I changed all the members and placed someone new on the seat. I was getting old and quite exhausted. I needed some time to myself, a
For the next few days, people who were sent to Ashton Hills returned back to Helix city. Leviathan was unaware of the halted search, but all he noticed was the fact that no one called him to inform him about the location of the vault. “Get me a glass of wine.” Leviathan ordered as he checked through a file, his mind bothered with something else. Brandon had asked for a week, but a few days had passed by. Ivy still had a few weeks left, and no one in the Cabal 8 had called him. Leviathan knew the job wasn't something hard for the Cabal 8. Infact, compared to how sluggish and sheepish Brandon and Jeremy were, the Cabal 8 could get the vault in two weeks. He just didn't understand why he didn't think of that idea. Rather than wasting time with the two boys. Ivy, who he had personally trained, was even worse. Leviathan deliberately tortured people in her presence, just so she could be merciless and heartless. Leviathan didn't need anyone to tell him Ivy developed pity for the man call
“ I suppose you don't understand how important this mission is. That's the reason you're treating it with such levity.” Leviathan continued, his eyes fixed on the seven men who were seated. He didn't understand why they were acting strange. For people whose secrets and wrong doings were present in a supposed vault, they were supposed to desperately search for it and make sure it's destroyed. Leviathan noticed they were quite hesitant and this bothered him a lot. What if they already figured it out? What if they already found out that it was all a plan? A selfish plan of his own. Leviathan shook his head, not willing to believe it. There was no way they could find out the truth. He had carefully painted Brian as the enemy, and Richard wasn't really known by the members; there wasn't any other way they would find out. After weighing the pros and cons, Leviathan decided to relax. Perhaps they were doubting him. That was the only reason he could believe. With his gaze fixed on them, “
Leviathan became speechless. The expression of shock appeared on his face ever so slowly. His lips were parted as reality was harsh and brutal. He was once again reminded of his temporary stance in the Cabal 8. He still needed more time. More time to take over and destroy everyone. Leviathan was this close to losing his cool. He stared at Richard, “That's not what we talked about grandfather. You promised to…” “I changed my mind, Levi. I need to lead and see the affairs of the group.” Richard chimed in, not allowing Leviathan to finish up his words. He knew Leviathan would try several ways to change his mind, but unlike before, Richard was never going to give Leviathan a second chance. “That's all I wanted to tell you, son. Inform the members and I'll make my appearance during the next meeting.” he concluded. Leviathan chuckled, “It'll be too sudden. Bringing someone new into the group. Grandfather, you wanted to live a quiet life. This is your chance. Why do you want to ruin it?”
“What about our safety?” Brian asked, crossing his arms as he stared at her suspiciously. Ivy shifted uncomfortably in her seat, feeling the pressure from his gaze alone. She cleared her throat and sighed, “I…I don't know how to start, but I hope you forgive me, Mr Duke.” Ivy continued, lowering her head as she stared at her fingers. If not because of the intense guilt she felt, she wouldn't have tried something this risky. Brian had helped her several times. Causing the death of his wife and first child was going to traumatize him. Even though Leviathan had taught her to become heartless, Ivy refused to go down that path. She dared to be different. With this thought in mind, she raised her head, a firm resolution swirling in her eyes, “I'm a spy, Mr Duke.” Ivy said, patiently waiting for a lash out from Brian. Compared to what she had been expecting, Brian stared back at her, his expression calm and composed. He didn't look shocked or stunned.Ivy coughed, wondering if Brian didn't