Hudson walked up the staircase as quietly and cautiously as he could, to make sure not to draw unwanted attention to himself and ruin his plan, the life of a very important soldier was on the line, and the building is a two-story building, so finding the person he is looking for should not be a* problem because he has pinpointed the location of the person, he entered the hallway and stood in front of two doors, wondering which one he should push open if he pushes the wrong one open, that would alert the person and bring unwanted attention to himself, it could also spell danger. He is very sure that if it boils down to a 1v1 fight, be it a gunfight or a fistfight, he is very sure that he would win but he is also taking the possibility that he might not be the only one in that room or might be someone with more experience and is more ruthless than he is and he also took the possibility that they might be a person in each of the rooms. He moved back immediately, taking a look at the tw
"That asshole left us, do you think you need to torture us before you get an answer" the first one that Hudson captured said, seething in anger. Hudson sat down on the iron chair in front of them, staring at the two of them kneeling on the ground with their hands tied between them, they both looked angry."What's your name?" Hudson asked him. "Henry," it didn't take long for him to answer. Hudson turned his head to the other guy kneeling beside Henry, he didn't need Hudson to ask him before he produced an answer. "Jean," he said through gritted teeth. Hudson sat back on the chair, he was seated on with a blank expression wondering if he was getting played or not. He waved the thought aside immediately after another one made its way in, if the fellow player wanted him to capture these pieces on purpose, he wouldn't have made it hard like it was to find them. Looking at the surroundings they were now, it was the warehouse he always used for getting words out of people, it was fille
Hudson walked up to him, cautiously, with a blank expression on his face. Kenny was sitting in front of a counter with a blank expression on his face and a drink in between his palms. Before he reached Kenny, he turned back to look at Bethel and Rafael, pointing his index finger and his middle finger at his eyes and then moving the fingers around the whole restaurant to gesture to them that they should check the whole place out. Bethel and Rafael both nodded their head to let him know that they understood and they both walked out of the bar, heading outside.Immediately after the sound of the door closing, Hudson walked up to Kenny, standing beside him but keeping his distance. "I have always known you will catch me if I play this game with you, but I just wanted to confirm it first," Kenny said after a few moments of silence between the both of them and he picked up the glass of whiskey to his lips, drinking a bit of the liquid content in the glass. Hudson gave no reply to him a
"Where the fuck are we going?" Bethel asked with a confused tone, he didn't know what was going on. One minute, he was outside dealing with a few things that looked like threats, only to discover that it was only meant to keep him and Rafael busy, so he broke out and went to Hudson. He had thought that for them to keep him and Rafael occupied, can only mean. One thing, they are either plotting something against Hudson or they are already doing something to him. He made Rafael know of what he was thinking and the latter said he was having the same thoughts also. The next minute they hurriedly went back into the bar to meet with Hudson and assist him with whatever he was fighting off but when they got there, it seemed like he did not need any of their help at all and he was very pissed, because it is rare for Hudson not to look back whenever a door is being opened, no matter how little the sound may be, it doesn't only apply to doors. When Kenny asked for a piece of paper, they made
The next sound that accompanied the sound of an explosion that hit immediately after the frag grenade hit the floor was the loud cry of anguish. "Oh, there is more inside," Hudson said with a wide grin on his face, he had always sworn when he was younger that if he eventually caught the murderers of his mum, he would make sure to enjoy killing them like he was sure they had enjoyed killing his mum and that was what he was doing currently. He was about to pull the pin of the second grenade when he heard his name being called. "Hudson!" At the sound of his name, he turned back slowly, the voice that had called him was not a voice he had recognized. "Who are you?" he asked the man staring at him viciously with a gun in his hand. "I am for sure the man that will end you just like I end your mom," he said angrily through gritted teeth. "Judging by how angry you are, I can tell that one or more of the people that I just blew to bits was your family member, either your wife, kid, broth
“I warned you, didn’t I?” Mr. Alexandros asked Hudson, immediately he stepped into his sitting room. Hudson jumped off his feet, “Oh, Dad, it’s quite a surprise to see you here without notice” Hudson said, forcing his lips to stretch into a smile. “Don’t deviate from the topic that we are discussing here” Mr. Alexxandros said while shaking his head, he had a very angry expression on his face. “Which topic is that, father?” Hudson asked, feigning a confused expression on his face and acting like he had no idea of what his father was talking about. “Oh, you know what I am talking about, Hudson, why would you attack Brandon?” his father asked.“Oh, that?” Hudson asked with a wave of his hand, a slight chuckle escaping his lips “Though I am very glad about how the idiot died when I heard the news, I mean he deserved that, the only thing that is making me not happy like I should is the fact that I am not the one that put a bullet through his skull” he said through gritted teeth. “You
Ethan walked up to the shade with a glass of red wine in one of his hands and a gossip magazine in his other free hand. Just like usual, he met Alexis seated there, doing nothing as usual, just staring at the garden and enjoying the cool breeze. It is only at periods like this that she looks alive but that doesn't seem to be the case here, she seemed different today, uncomfortable.Ethan raised the glass of wine to his lips, from the side of his eyes, he noticed her move uneasily on the chair that she was seated on. "Are you sure you are okay?" Ethan asked again with a worried tone for the umpteenth time. "Yes, yes, and yes and yes and yes and yes, how many times do you want to ask me that question and how many times do you want me to reply to you?" Alexis said with a hiss, rising to her feet. She walked past Ethan, with her hand on her stomach and a little difficulty, after taking a couple of steps past him, she let out a loud yell. Looking down, she saw the blood on the floor.
Ethan walked into the ward after Alexis was cleaned up, he turned to the nurses that were present in the ward with a puzzled expression, his eyes moving around the whole room, searching for something, where the newborn baby was but he couldn’t find him and it was getting on his nerves. “Where is the baby?” he asked suddenly with a calm voice but he didn’t get any response, he turned to one of the nurses who looked like she had a loose mouth and would spill anything if asked properly. “Sorry please, do you know where my baby is?” he asked, calmly with a worried tone. She stopped what she was doing and turned to face Ethan, flashing him a smile, she said, “I am so sorry but it seemed like the mother wasn’t in a good condition, she seemed stressed but emotionally and physically and this affected the baby, he is currently undergoing treatment, you just need to exercise a little patience and I am sure that you will see your baby in no time” she explained calmly with a sweet and assuring