"Ahhh...haaa...haa...haa...haa...ahhh.."Panting sounds could be heard in the dimly lit street as a man staggered forward. His right hand pressing his left shoulder as blood kept gushing out from it and staining the floor.His face was filled with sweat, his hoodie was drenched in both sweat and blood as he carried on walking. His eyes were barely opened, struggling to maintain consciousness until he reaches his destination.He kept walking forward sluggishly for several more minutes until he finally arrived in the hospital. The moment he stepped into the compound, he collapsed and passed out instantly.The nurses, who were roaming around here and there, caught sight of the man laying down motionless on the floor. They swiftly made their way towards him, and when they noticed the injury in his shoulder, they placed him on a stretcher and took him inside quickly.He was rushed to an emergency room and the doctor began to attend to his injury. They realized he was shot, and without wast
Scott remained mute after hearing the words of Doctor Gavi. He stood there for a few moments before taking a step closer to him."What are you implying, Doc?" He asked, his expression indifferent."I'm not implying anything I'm just asking you a question." Doctor Gavi replied."You are just asking a question? Are you a fucking cop or what?!" Scott snapped, causing Doctor Gavi to flinch and take a step backward.Scott realized he went to far and he let out a heavy sigh before muttering, "I'm sorry." He apologized. "I only went to that bar to get a drink and clear my head. I fell victim when the fight broke out and I ended up being hit by a stray bullet." He added."I see." Doctor Gavi nodded. "All right, then. I'm glad you arrived here on time for treatment. If you had arrived a bit late you would have died." Doctor Gavi informed."With what's going on in my life right now I don't think death is a bad thing. It might have been better if I died last might." Scott muttered."If you truly
Somewhere else...A convoy of black cyber trucks could be seen pulling over in front of a gigantic gate with an emblem in front of it. The door of the car at the front opened, and a dark-skinned muscular man with braided hair stepped out and opened the back door."We have arrived at the Widower's territory, boss." Bolasco informed as Mr. Fernando stepped out of the car majestically and shifted his gaze towards the gate."So, this is the Widower's territory, eh? After several hours of searching we finally found it." Mr. Fernando bellowed, his gaze fixed intently on the gigantic gate a few meters away from where he stood.He brought out a big brown cigar from his pocket and light it up before taking a puff, "Boys, go inform them of our arrival." Mr. Fernando shifted his gaze towards Bolasco and ordered.Bolasco gave a nod, and when he attempted to walk forward he caught sight of the gate opening slowly which made him halt his steps.The gate kept opening slowly, and when it opened wide
"Thanks for having me, Wombat." Mr. Fernando muttered as he proceeds to sitting down on an empty couch opposite Wombat.Wombat stared at him for a few moments, her expression decipherable, "Nadine, bring whiskey for our guest please." She ordered calmly.Nadine, who stood beside Wombat, nodded as she walked to the mini bar by the corner of the living room. She picked up a full bottle of whiskey and poured it into a glass before walking towards Mr. Fernando."Thank you." He appreciated as he retrieved the glass of whiskey and took a sip. "Nice place you got here. Took us a quite a while to locate it though." Mr. Fernando informed."Well, now that you've found me do you mind telling me what it is you want?" Wombat questioned.Mr. Fernando cleared his throat his he began, "You see, Wombat, we are both aware of the fight that happened between god Pitt and Mr. Leeray during the annual gang meeting, and to punish Pitt, Mr. Leeray abducted his children.""Pitt isn't really happy about what M
Mr. Fernando's heart raced after hearing the words of Wombat, and he sat there in silence with his head filled with thoughts.He has been planning this for quite a while now, and with Ice now on his side he knew his plan would definitely be successful and he would kill Mr. Leeray and take over his empire.However, things are starting to change now that Wombat was now involved. Mr. Fernando still has no idea how she was able to find out about his whole plan.It was obvious she had someone on the inside, but the question is who? Mr. Fernando already got rid of the people he suspected of being traitors, and the ones working for him now, the ones he gives important information, are the ones he trust. But now it seems that he can't even trust those he thought he could.He would have killed Wombat the moment she told him that she knew everything. But he couldn't.Wombat was a gang god. There's a huge gap in power. If he should try anything funny he would be the one to lose in the end.Womb
"SHE KNOWS EVERYTHING, BOLASCO! SHE KNOWS EVERY FUCKING THING! ALL OUR PLANS! HOW I PLAN TO KILL MR. LEERAY! SHE KNOWS IT ALL!" Mr. Fernando grabbed Bolasco's collar and roared, his face bright red in anger."What?" Bolasco blurted out in shock. "How's that possible?""It's obvious, Bolasco. Someone among us tipped her off. Someone in our midst told her everything!" Mr. Fernando voiced out."So, Ice was right, there's indeed a traitor among us." Bolasco muttered as he began to pace back and forth with a troubled expression. "Just who could it be?""It could be anyone. It could be you, it could be him, him, him, her, him, her, him!" Mr. Fernando retorted as he slammed his hand on the truck's window and caused it to crack slighty. He then shifted his gaze back to his men, "Listen to me! All of you! This is the only chance I'll be offering you to surrender! Tell me who among you is working for Wombat and I might just let you live!" Mr. Fernando voiced audibly while glaring at the faces
As he carried on walking, he caught sight of a man walking towards him, and when the man arrived in his direction he blocked his path."Stop right there." The man spoke in a deep and commanding tone and Scott halted his steps.The man seemed to be in his early thirties. Curly blonde hair, muscular body, clad in an expensive blue suit and a briefcase held in his right hand.He glanced at Scott from head to toe, his expression indifferent, before speaking, "Are you the new supervisor Mr. Fernando told me about?" The man known as Oliver, questioned in a calm tone."Yes, I am." Scott replied audibly."My name's Oliver Jonas, I'm your Co-supervisor." Oliver informed with his hand stretched forward for a handshake."Scott Carden." Scott replied as he shook the man's hand."Come with me, let me show you around, Scott." Oliver stated as they both walked into the building.Oliver took Scott around the factory, showing him different sections and how things worked around there.He took him to t
Hmm...' Scott mused, already guessing what the email was. 'I guess he's done spying on the Mexican men.'Scott chose not to check the email for now and concluded he would after exiting the factory, so he dismissed the notification and began to scroll through his contact list, looking for Mr. Fernando's contact."Please, I beg you, don't tell him! He will fire me instantly, please." Hannah pleaded, her voice filled with regret."Not sure I care." Scott remarked as he finally saw Mr. Fernando contact, and he began to dial it."Please, please, we beg you! We will never smoke again! We will never disrespect you again, sir!" Maria joined in the begging.Scott paid no attention to their pleading as he kept on dialing the number, and when they saw Scott was paying no attention to them, they fell on their knees and bowed down in front of him."Please, sir, have mercy." Hannah begged with her head bowed down.Scott glanced at the ladies bowing down in front of him. The same people that called