An entire week passed with no signs of Rex Grayson. Everyone was losing it, not only Peter but Nisili and his group. At one point they began thinking he was dead, especially in the manner that he left. Unknown to them, Rex was in Alaska, busy with a team of scientists in an underground facility working on antidotes for the ISHA group’s biological weapons.The good part was that most of the weapons were made from toxins, which made the antidote-making process much easier and faster especially since money was not a problem for Rex. He was using the money he stole from the terrorists to fund the antidote. If the stupid group made the weapons then they were going to fund the antidote making. The scientists were done with about four antidotes, the only one remaining was the fourth one for the heart. The one used on the director of the CIA. It was more complicated, and the scientists needed at least a month to work on it.Rex looked down at the samples. He had planned to go back to the
The two cars stopped on the outskirts of the city at an old abandoned building, and the watchers transported the terrorists in and cuffed them to the chairs.It was going to be a while for the gas to wear off.“Nisiri is not among these men,” one of the watchers observed as he emptied their pockets. Rex turned, looking at the tied-up men’s faces, and noticed Nisiri was indeed not among them.“No, no, please tell me we left surveillance on that warehouse,” Rex asked.The watchers began looking at each other.“Guys, seriously?” Rex breathed in and out. “We always saw three men go in and out, so we thought they were only three of them,” The watchers explained.Rex closed his eyes, trying to control his anger. He was not the type that lost it in front of people. “We are on it," one of them replied and got on the phone.There were two types of watchers, the ground watchers and the eye watchers.They alerted the eyes to keep the warehouse under surveillance and walked out of the room wit
Peter sat in his office, ignoring the pager phone that kept ringing over and over again for the past hour. The pager was specifically for Nisiri, so he knew who was calling, but he was not in the mood for the failure. He was beginning to regret killing Abdul, who was more effective than the useless boy. The phone kept ringing, and the persistent sound forced Peter to remove the pager from his drawer and smash it to the ground. He had a lot of paperwork to deal with and not enough time to entertain some fool who could not do a simple job. His supervisors were already on his neck for the paperwork that was trailing behind and by the time he was done, four hours had elapsed. He looked in his message box for any updates on Rex but found nothing. He closed his eyes on the verge of cursing when the building's emergency alarm went off. It was a code red for an intruder in the building.He quickly got up just in time for the phone. He answered it, and it was his Deputy. "Sir, we have a
“He is on his way,” the officer in charge replied and introduced himself.“I do not care who you are, Peter Banks’ car is outside and I know he is still in the fucking building!” Nisiri yelled.The officer in charge signaled the other men to back away, but before he could say what he wanted to say, the sniper who was on the top stairs away from their view fired a direct shot, sending Nisiri’s blood all over the officer's clothes and face.The room became quiet, with all the officers freezing as the body landed on the floor.Time froze for a second, with every officer wondering if the terrorist pressed the button.The officer in charge ran to the body, checking the hand, and from the first glance, he could see that whatever was in the man’s hand was squeezed.He swallowed and ordered the men to move.“Sir, did he press it?" one of the officers asked.Their boss nodded his head and signaled them to back away.Peter Banks and his deputy walked into the room but maintained their distance.
In minutes, the biological attack on the NSA building was all over the news, thanks to the watchers who went as far as naming names of the terrorists.Rex wanted the entire world to know, the kind of directors that were leading some of the top Agencies in the country. Some sections of the media were already questioning the directive to shoot the terrorist instead of listening to his demands first. While a few were not sure which side to take but condemn the NSA for having a weak security that allowed the terrorist to walk into their building like it was a supermarket. Meanwhile Rose and her mother were about to call it a night when she came across the news on social media and ran to her mother’s room.Patricia looked at the news alert and slowly took a seat. The article clearly stated that both the director and the deputy director were exposed to the biological weapon. She had no idea how to react, she cleared her throat and spoke“Have you talked to Rex?” she asked.“No, not yet,
Rex looked away, trying to breathe and control his temper. The old man was gambling with everyone’s life, which was not a surprise, but why gamble with his own life too?Something was fishy unless he was not exposed. Peter was the type that could sell his soul to the devil for more years. He dialed his watchers, who were clearly listening to the entire conversation and ordered them to get more information on the scale and names of all workers that were on the ground floor.“Noted, sir, and we wanted to inform you that we have handed over the two terrorists to the CIA,” they informed him.“Great, but I want to know why that fool is not begging me for the antidote,” he informed them.“Noted, sir,” they replied.It was now easy for them to hack into the building because the NSA security system was now penetrable and not under constant monitoring.In minutes, they were able to hack into the surveillance of the ground floor and some offices, though they were not able to access the hall wh
Peter swallowed and cleared his throat. “You always believe the lies that boy feeds you, so why should I waste my time explaining anything to you?” he finally replied.Ross looked away as she rolled down the window, trying to get some fresh air.Her father’s voice was very suffocating“Peter, I want a divorce,” Patricia requested without a second thought.Rex and Rose looked at each other, not sure how to react.“Since you have a vaccine in your system, then there is not going to be a problem with you signing the papers,” Patricia added.“Are you stupid, Patricia? Did the stupid boy bring you to such a conclusion?” he yelled at her.Without hesitation, Rex hung up the phone. He was not going to sit around and listen to his mother-in-law being insulted.On the other side, Peter looked at his phone, grunting as his jaw tensed up. His head spinning and on the verge of bursting open. Next to him was a bin.He rushed at it and kicked it hard, screaming in frustration. He was not going to
Peter kept his composure, showing no sign of being intimidated. Handing a free antidote to the government was not how to get to the top. Mostly good doers were usually sidelined. As long as Rex was not willing to bribe and kill his way to the top seat, he wasn't scared of being replaced.Yes, he knew the job title was not permanent, but there was a list of experienced dirty men that would take up the position, and not Rex.“Dreaming is free,” Peter replied and got up.“Sometimes dreams do come true," Rex replied and took a seat.Peter ignored him, his eyes looking around for a nurse who could discharge him.“All patients in this room are only getting discharged after a week, that's protocol," Rex informed him.Peter turned, trying to control his anger.“You are stuck in here, Peter, for a whole week,” Rex smiled.Peter turned to his Deputy and ordered him to go and get a nurse.“Don't care if you have to drag the stupid idiot here!” he ordered.Rex stared at him; the fool was so imp