The rain can't seem to stop, it's been falling for almost three hours now. I need to get to the factory on time or I'll get scolded again and my pay for the day will be reduced and this rain won't just bear with me even if it's just for a little while for me to get to the factory. After what felt like an eternity, the rain finally stops and let's me walk the remaining distance to the factory. On seeing the gate of the factory I can't help but curse the rain for being so wicked, now I'll have to serve punishment for my lateness. Not that I mind the lateness, but come on.... my pay will be fucking reduced. That's what I have to put up with if I have any dream of surviving in this cruel world. I walk into the work section and the first person I meet is my best buddy, Harry. He has always been by my side for as long as I can rememb
"Cole! ""Cole?! ""Cupcake?! "His teammates caught up to him just as he rounded the corner where they were. They rushed to his side asking if he was okay, but he was too shaken to make out anything they were saying, so he just stared at them blankly.Oscar had timed the whole thing perfectly. He knew the time Cole's teammates would get to the nearest area closest to his hideout. He had watched their every step from the moment he had their location pinned. It was easier also to get Cole there since he was still in the shock phase.They hurriedly moved him to the car, worry evident in their tense bodies. They worried that something terrible might wrong with their friend.The ride back to the house was relatively fast. By the time they got to the house Nico was already there with a team of medics.Conny and Jeff were the first to come out of the car with Cole on their arms. They dragged a lifel
After Oscar dropped the bomb on me, he opt and left the dinning area leaving me to deal with the gravity of the revelation. Back at my holding room, I sat on my bed still holding the pictures and staring at the images as if staring at them much longer would make the images change. In the picture, Harry wore his favorite black leather biker jacket. It was the first thing I recognized. The jacket had a symbol of a hand with way too many fingers spreading out making it look like a tree. I remembered asking Harry what that symbol meant and him telling me in one word 'FREEDOM '. Thoughts keep roaming through my head as I fall into a very restless sleep, my exhaustion taking over completely. The next morning, I'm woken up by the same guard from yesterday. "I'm to get you ready for breakfast " he says simply and moves to pull up the cutains I didn't even realize was there in the first place. Come to think of it, it doesn't even feel like I'm a prisoner. I'm definitely not treated
"Well Cole, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Oscar " he raised his hands towards me, for a handshake....a handshake! But whatever, I took his hands."Okay, back to business.... " he retracted his hand."....tell me Cole, what were you and your crew doing in that warehouse? "Was he talking about that abandoned building we were supposed to meet our supposed client. Wait!....was he the client we were supposed to meet?"Cole! I asked a question " I felt my throat slowly getting dry again,"We were supposed to meet a client there " I answered."What client? " he asked"We were meant to deliver weapons to him and collect payment....... ""And? ""It was supposed to be a simple delivery.....just one simple transaction. But they double crossed us. Those bastard double crossed us " I spoke in whispers as I reminisce the event in my head. I felt my head began to throb due to the me
The pain at the back of my head jolted me out of my subconsciousness. Instant panic flooded me as I realized I was in an unfamiliar surrounding, my arms and legs tied to the chair I was placed in. I remembered being in a wild car chase with whoever wanted us dead. I remembered almost reaching the crossroad and the unknown car slamming into ours, then me blacking out. Oh gosh, we've been abducted. My greatest fear now coming into play, and maybe even worse....me not making it out alive. As futile as it might seem, I did what any normal person in my shoes would have done, and that was........to scream for help. "h-help! " I screamed as loud as my lungs could allow "somebody help me! " I screamed again, but my voiced echoed back at me. I scanned the room one last time before deciding to give my voice one final trial.
Edgar.......... I have to go on a mission where I could probably loose my life and Nico is choosing Edgar to protect me? Now I'm wishing I had taken the self defense lessons seriously.I can understand now why Julian and the rest were angry, how could Nico have even taught of something like that. Practically everyone knows how much Edgar hates my guts...the guy even hates my entire existence, and I have to go with him? I should probably just kill myself right now and get it over with."I think Nico is going nuts " Blake immediately we entered our house"Ya think?....dude has gone nuts already! " Mike said"I can't believe he's sending Cole on a suicide mission " Jeff huffed"guys, can you please?! " I said a little more aggressively than I had intended. Their fault though, they didn't have to keep rubbing it on my face.I dragged myself lazily up the s
Last night was the first time I had ever seen Julian snap. He was always more of the calm and collected one amongst all of us. That led me thinking that whatever had made him snap like that, definitely wasn't good. And just like Nico had said, the production of the M-16 kicked off. Julian was still pissed off by the recklessness of Nico but there was only much he could do about it since he was just Nico's second in command. The client who goes by the name of Vermont, ordered for 500 pieces of M-16. If I was suspicious before as to why he needed a prototype weapon that hasn't completely been tested. I was now more suspicious that he ordered for that much. Don't get me wrong, him ordering that much ammunition was good business since he was paying a really hefty price. I was only questioning why he would want an ammunition that was still under examination.<
Three weeks later, everyone is slowly recovering from all the previous events and operations continued. I also resumed my work at the warehouse against Harry's protest.After the last attack where I was almost killed, Harry was against me doing the deliveries. Even Conny, Mike and Jeff agreed too but Nico was not having any of it. And since he was the boss, there was no going against him. Even though Harry sometimes threw tantrums, Nico still ignored him.I sat down in the storage room watching some workers prepare the weapons I was to deliver later in the afternoon. This was going to be my fifth delivery in the past three weeks.The first delivery was two days after the break, I was completely surprised that there was going to anyone who wanted to deal with La rinascita but I guess Nico really had some good connections with his clients. And to be honest, I was scared of going to make the delivery. I was scared
"who's up for some yummy dessert?! " Julian called out from the kitchen."Ooh me! me! " Mike hopped on the couch. Sometimes it's really hard to believe he was Conny's older brother. Like Conny acts way more matured than him."me too! " Conny called out"me three! " Blake called out"me four! " Harry called out."I'm up for some " Jeff shrugged, focused on his phone"ugh! you ruined it " Mike whined"ruined what? " Jeff asked, still focused on his phone"don't act like you don't know...you should have said 'me five ' " he kept whining. Jeff and I rolled our eyes at his level of childishness."whatever, I said what I said " he peeled Mike away from his body and went back to his phone."kill joy " Mike huffed and turned his attention to me. He looked at me with a 'please don't be like him ' loo
With those last words of Nico, we left a shocked Laburnum with a lifeless Kelvin, then we all headed back to our base.We already found the person or persons behind the mask, but does that mean all these madness is coming to an end? I seriously hope it is.When we got back to the base, Nico called for a meeting."well, it's been one hell of a week... we finally caught our mole, who sadly passed away this morning...." he began as everyone sat in their seats, somber."but the good news is, we finally know who's behind all this...now we know where exactly we are supposed to strike..." there were nodding of heads to signify agreement."now, we're all going to go home for a long rest...we all deserve it after all the madness that's been going on... ""so, we take a break today and we're all going to gather here tomorrow to start our plan