"So how did it go?" Bethel asked with a blank expression on his face immediately he saw Hudson step out of the warehouse doors. The expression on Hudson's face was enough to let Bethel know that he didn't go as he expected before he replied. "There is no way what he said is going to help, tell someone to check up on him, if he is dead, dispose of the body, and if he isn't, send him to his family like that," Hudson said with a blank expression on his face but Bethel knew that it was all a mask to cover the disappointment from not getting what he wanted. "Sure," Bethel replied to him and walked past him, heading to where the rest of the men were, he pointed to one of them, "You heard what the young master said right?" he asked. "No sir, I didn't hear him clearly," he said, bending his head down a bit in a slight bow. "Tsk," Bethel sucked the air through his teeth and placed both of his hands on his waist with a slight shake of his head, "Take care of the body if he is dead, and if h
"You asshole," the man that Hudson has punched staggered back to his feet, his eyes sparkling with anger. "What the fuck?" the one standing in front of Bethel turned to Hudson, his eyebrows drawing closer to each other, every muscle of his face forming an expression that showed that he was pissed, his fingers had curled into a fist, he tightened them, taking a step closer to Hudson. Bethel grabbed his shoulder, he tried to break free but he couldn't, forcing him to turn his head to face Bethel. "Where are you going?" he asked. "Get your fucking hands off me!" he yelled and tried to yank his hands off him but Bethel's grip on him was tight, it didn't bulge. After seeing that Bethel's grip didn't bulge, he sent a punch to his face. Bethel was forced to take off his grip from him and step back to evade the incoming punch. "Weak" he muttered under his breath, a frown making its way to his face to show his disappointment. The big guy in front of him turned back and resumed what it was
"Huh? What is with the expression on your face?" the boss asked with a puzzled expression on his face. Bethel walked closely behind Hudson, he stopped, and when Hudson had stopped also, he watched him slip his hand into his pockets and pull out a paper, the paper had pictures printed on it. Hudson's eyes moved from the picture to the face of the person standing in front of him, his lips stretched into a smile. "Dennis, right?" Hudson asked, stretching his hand for a handshake. "Damn, is he really the one?" Bethel asked, looking at the picture on Hudson's hand and the face of the person standing in front of him, he could see that they were both the same person, his facial expression mirrored that of Hudson, it was like they were both happy to see him. Dennis looked at the both of them with a confused expression, his eyes moving from the hand in front stretched out in front of him to the owner of the hand and to the person behind him, he was called here to fight not to make peace, w
Hudson pulled a chair and sat on it, facing Dennis who was strapped to a chair opposite him and looked beaten up, his head bent down. "You mean he didn't say anything at all?" Hudson asked coldly. Bethel pulled Dennis's hair hard, dragging it back, revealing his swollen face to Hudson, one of his eyes was swollen and closed, his nose was already broken, and his cheeks were swollen and also had a cut, his cheeks were bruised and swollen, his face was covered with blood. "The asshole refused to say shit, no matter how hard we beat him," Bethel said, Hudson's eyes moved to his knuckles and saw how red they had become and that the first layer of the flesh had been peeled off, that spoke length of how brutal they had beaten him up. "Get me a plier," Hudson said, standing up from the chair he was seated on, he pulled off the suit he was putting on and placed it on the chair he stood up from. He rolled up the sleeve of the shirt he was putting on and stretched his hand to accept the Plie
"We can't just burst in there without a plan!" Bethel yelled, following Hudson behind with a frown on his face. "Who said I am just bursting in there without a plan, I heard what Dennis said loud and clear, there is no way we can even meet him there if we leave now" Hudson hissed at him angrily, "Give me some time to think" "What the fuck are you even saying?" Bethel asked, arching an eyebrow at him. "Sir, if I may?" Rafael interrupted the both of them, they turned to look at him standing at ease with his eyes locked on the ground, he had a stiff stance and a hardened expression."What is it?" Hudson asked with a harsh voice, furrowing his brow and his darkened eyes. "It's simple sir, judging by what Dennis said, if we go there now, Ethan might know that the place has already been burst, he only said that is where they meet, not where Ethan is living" Hudson's finger made their way into his hair, "fuck," he muttered and resumed his walk outside the warehouse, he pulled the door t
Alexis sat under a shade in the garden, with a small table in front of her, there was a small cup of tea on the table also, she placed her hand on her stomach subconsciously, her eyes moving around the whole garden, the design was not that different from the one in her house. It was the only place in this gigantic building where she felt peace and relaxed. She picked up the cup of tea and took a sip from it. The sound of footsteps broke the silence that was once there, she didn't need to turn her head to know who it was.She had known it could not be anyone else more than Ethan, he had never allowed anyone to come close to her except for him, he made sure to take care of whatever she needed, even before she asked. It was all an act, after all, she could tell, she was very sure of it if she failed in her plan and ended up in his house, he would go back to the way he was before, the way she had always known him to be, back during their college days because there is no way he would hav
Hudson woke up to the loud sound of his phone ringing in his ear, he stretched his hand from his bed to the nightstand to grab his phone, without checking who the caller was, he swiped to pick the call without checking who the caller was. “Huh? Who the fuck is this, disturbing my sleep so early in the morning?” He asked with a loud groan of anger. He had tried ignoring the call but the caller was so damn persistent, he had no other choice than to pick up the call with only one thing in mind, which is to rant at whoever the person was but hearing the voice on the other end of the phone made him change his mind. “Jeez! I guess you don’t know what the time says right now for you to be saying it is early morning” Bethel replied.Hudson tilted his head to the digital clock on the nightstand where he just took his phone from, “Fuck!” he cussed under his breath immediately his eyes landed on it, and it was already half past twelve. He sat up on his bed, another groan escaping his lips ag
“It was stupid of us to challenge you,” one of the two men said, falling to his knees, the other one standing behind him fell to his knees also, they both had their eyes facing the ground. Hudson couldn’t see their facial expressions but judging from the tone of their voices, he could tell that they were shaken with fear.He stared down at them coldly for a couple of minutes before turning his back on them, “I have something else to do than busy myself with your childish taunts” he said walking away from them. After he had walked past his guards, they all turned their backs to the people kneeling on the floor, except for Bethel and Rafael who still had their gaze on them, it was an order that Hudson had given to them silently for unknown reasons but Bethel could guess what the reason was, he was sure Hudson was having the same thought as him; it was all just too easy and predictable.Hudson had guessed that they would pick a place that was comfortable for snipers and easy to blame an