He started to wonder if the person who was supposed to pick him up at the rooftop terrace was still there. If he was still there, then perhaps there was a chance that he was not alone should he get into a fight with Oscar.Oscar, with his gun pointed with pinpoint precision, moved his feet slowly and surely as if he were encircling Bradley. His face was contorted with a smirk as he relished the chance of humiliating Bradley.“Nothing brings me more joy than the fact that everyone now knows who you really are,” Oscar spoke, his voice laced with disdain. “You can no longer hide behind that mask of innocence anymore.”Bradley’s chest heaved with each breath the moment Oscar said those words. He knew they were true and that he was ruined. He was no longer going to operate his company effectively anymore unless he was able to magically get the accusations off his neck. That was definitely going to be a gigantic task with all the terrible images of evidence that had been piled up against h
Bradley’s eyes darted around the alley, his gaze searching for something even though he wasn't quite sure what he was searching for. Maybe an escape but he also knew that it would be impossible to escape from Bradley’s presence at that moment - not when he had a gun being pointed at his head.Bradley concluded that there was no escape for him so he hesitantly lowered himself to the ground, his submission a bitter pill.Oscar’s face was gleaming with a smirk of satisfaction. “Now, your hands behind your back.”Oscar wanted to get Bradley back into custody like a mere thief just as he deserved. Oscar’s hands moved with precision as the sound of the cuffs clinking hung in the air. “You want to know how I was able to find you here? Well, it’s the same flash drive.”“Oh! And just in case the other members of your blackmail and organ trafficking group decide that they are going to come to steal the flash drive away from my possession, you might want to tell them that I have copies of ever
Oscar’s movements were swift as he ducked for cover, taking shelter behind a dumpster. The roar of gunfire echoed in the alley and it was clear to Oscar that the shooter was on the top floor - perhaps on the sky deck.Oscar dragged his captive along with him so that he wouldn't think of escaping even though he was probably too weak to actively conjure a successful escape.Bradley, even though he was very weak and almost lifeless could hear the gunshot sounds. He knew that it was coming from the member of his organ trafficking group who was sent to come and pick him up. He wished that whoever it was, he kept shooting until he found the damned Oscar and kill him. Oscar’s fingers rested slightly on the trigger of his gun, his breath steady as he prepared to unleash a hail of bullets at the sky deck. He was waiting for the perfect time and knew that the shooter would have to reload after firing his bullets.Oscar baited the shooter into releasing another round of bullets.Pow! Pow! Pow
Oscar’s gaze faltered, a flicker of doubt creeping into his eyes as his conscience nudged at him. The officer was indeed a good man and quite loyal. He definitely didn't deserve to die in that manner because if there was something Oscar was sure about, it was about his loyalty and readiness.Oscar could have called a convoy to come pick him up after the operation but he wanted to develop trust with the officer after noticing strong traits of loyalty in him.Even though the dimwit in the backseat was only trying to provoke him, the officer was indeed a good guy.Bradley saw Oscar’s silence as an invitation and encouragement to taunt him further as he spoke some more words.“Have you given a thought to what his family would think about his death? His wife and probably his little girl?”“Have you thought of how they would receive the news that the man of the house would no longer be with them? And all because of what? Just to protect you and in a very foolish manner I must say, haha.”O
Bradley’s teeth gritted together in pain as he used a bandage to tie around the wound.His phone soon received a second call from his boss.“Hello, boss,” Raphael spoke.“Bradley wasn't exaggerating at all,” The kingpin spoke. “He has exposed us and I mean all of us. We are moving away from our location right now because we might get caught out here. The cops would be on our tracks with the new series of evidence that Oscar released about us.”“How could that even be possible?” Raphael asked, his eyes wide open in terror.“That’s not the most important thing now, Raph,” The kingpin responded, his voice contorted with haste. “This is what we are going to do.”“I have received information that there is an event going on by the Jones League of Companies.”“I am going to send a few of my men to go over there and get at least three of Oscar’s most important staff kidnapped. Right now, that’s the best way that we can get Oscar’s attention and negotiate for Bradley’s release.”Raphael’s post
He was calling her his husband but they weren't even married yet. They had not officially gotten married so why the public humiliation? Was no one going to come to her rescue, she reasoned.She couldn’t have any more of the humiliation so she turned to him. “Sir, I don't know who you are but the man you are talking about isn't my husband. We are not officially married and of course, with this revelation, we can't proceed with the marriage.”Charlotte hoped that her explanation would take some of the pressure off her back.But the man was unwilling to stop the accusations. His anger was a raging fire that sought to consume Charlotte. Since he couldn't have Bradley to roast, there was nothing that could stop him from going after Charlotte.The man’s voice was thick with the weight of anger and pain as he spoke. Charlotte realized that if she remained there, the man would keep barking like a dog and more people would keep staring at her in an event that was already getting messed up due
Desperate voices could be heard here and there as the people in the hall looked for the safest option of hiding.The shooters soon emerged from the smoke and chaos. Their faces were concealed as they had masks on them that hid their identities. Their guns were held high as they scanned the scene very carefully to make sure that everyone was under their command.“Everyone, get down on the floor now!”One of them assumed to be the leader of the operation spoke out loudly, his voice booming across the whole hall.“Second instruction. Put your hands behind your head, now!”The crowd let out a collective cry of terror, their screams echoing off the wall as they cowered in fear.The floor shook with the force of their trembling as they immediately obeyed the instruction of the assassin.Inara, who was pregnant, had a difficult time in such a situation. Her body was vulnerable as she trembled with each command that the assassins gave. Her husband, George put a hand behind her in a protecti
“Haha, some of you think you can be smart right?” one of the assassins spoke. “Now, that serves as an example to some of you who think that you are smart.”The guests' eyes were wide with terror as they witnessed Jaffet’s death. Jaffet was well-known in the production industry and many of his employees were going to be affected by his death. It sent shockwaves into everyone inside the hall and their chests constricted with reality.“Now, we are going to get onto business,” the lead assassin spoke.“Like I said earlier already, if you hear your names just signify yourself by a raising up of your hands.”“Anna Swertzmann,” the assassin spoke out loudly.Damn! Anna was the CEO of Ibanes Enterprises, which was under Oscar’s consortium.“Yes, Anna Swertzmann! Where is she?”Anna raised her hands in a slow, terrified motion. Her eyes were heavy with terror and tears were about to fall off her eyes. She didn't understand why someone would want to hurt her so badly. What did the assassins