"That's why he wanted my own document to be in there. I guess he does the same thing to all his employees and not just gangsters." Scott pondered, feeling slightly disappointed. "I was hoping to find something tangible in here, but it ended up to be a dead end." He frowned before tossing the document inside, and when he attempted to close it, his eyes caught a glimpse of something inside. The item seemed like the edge of a photograph, and the photograph was beneath the pile of documents. Scott swiftly dug into the pile of documents until he finally grabbed the photo and pulled out out. The photograph was covered in dust and web, so Scott had to blow air on it and also wipe the dust away with his palm to get a better view. After making sure it was clean, Scott glanced at it closely. The photograph seemed old, and part of it was torn. In the photograph, four men and two women in black suit could be seen posing with smiles on their faces. Two out of four of the men wasn't visible i
"It can't be a coincidence that a month after my father declined their offer was the same month my father was killed." Scott pondered internally. "It seems Mr. Fernando wasn't alone in all of these." He mused, and his gaze fixed on the names and numbers written behind the picture. "Carlos Alberto, Juan Carlos, Rosa Maria, Mariana Perla." Scott read through the names with boiling anger. Even though Scott couldn't see the faces of the two men beside his father, he could remember their faces vividly because he was also present at the party where the picture was taken.They probably wouldn't remember him, same way Mr. Fernando didn't recognised him because he was only a child back then and was yet to mature. "Juan Carlos and Carlos Alberto took over my father's Oil and gas enterprise immediately after his death. They claimed that my father sold it to him moments before his death. But now I know the truth. They all killed him so they would get the business he refused to sell to them.""R
"Wait, did you just say you found a photograph of your father in Mr. Fernando's drawer?" Sandro questioned in a serious tone. "Yeah. I did." Scott replied. "For you to have access to his personal belongings means he now trusts you? Two two have gotten close?" Sandro inquired. "Yup. I have succeeded in gaining his trust. Though I sacrificed a lot and went through hell, but in the end I was successful." Scott replied. "That's good, Boss." Sandro commented. "Now that I've gotten close to him it means the mission is almost over. But before I take care if him I need to find the rest of them who were also involved in it." Scott articulated."And how are you so sure that Juan Carlos was involved?" Sandro asked. "Not just Juan Carlos. His brother too and two more ladies. But let's deal with the men first before the ladies, shall we?""You asked why I think they were responsible, right? Well, the year this photograph was taken Juan Carlos was trying to convince my father to sell his comp
Tori froze after hearing the words of Scott, and silence erupted in the room. She struggled to digest the information she just heard as it felt surreal to her. "You... You... You did what?" After a few minutes of silence, she finally spoke up in a shaky tone. "I killed Theo Lahey. Shot him in the chest and watched him die." Scott replied.. "What?!" Tori exclaimed out loud in shock. "Listen, Tori, you can hate me all you want I don't care. I only did what was right. The Special force finally caught up to him after all the bad things he has done, and he tried to run away. They tried asking him to stop but he refused, and since I was closer to him than the Special force I had to put a bullet in his chest to put him down." "What I did was a good deed. I was only going the society a favour. Doing you a favour. You should be thanking me instead of questioning!" Scott articulated. "Thanking you?! You just killed my husband!" Tori voiced out, her voice mixed with anger and sadness
"I remember when I betrayed you for the first time because I was scared of losing my job. I turned my back on you when you were being accused of theft, and in the end you forgave me. And now that I have wronged you again you want to forgive me. I know I do not deserve your help, but right now I don't feel anyone else, so, please, Scott, I beg you, help us." Tori pleaded solemnly. "It shall be done." Scott replied before hanging up.Immediately after the call was disconnected he clicked on his banking app and transferred $300,000 to Tori's account. After making the transfer he switched his phone off to prevent her from calling to thank him, and he laid down on his bed with his eyes closed. """A few hours passed and Scott finally woke up from his slumber. He glanced at his wristwatch and saw it was now noon and the sun was shining brightly outside. He got off the bed and went straight to the bathroom to shower.It was time for him to meet Chief Jim at the park, do he took a quick sho
"Reason behind that was to confirm if I am right or wrong. I never published the post to see if the Hunter will show up. But guess what? He did. Isn't that strange?""I was the only one who knows that the post wasn't published, and with the post not being published it means there will be nothing to lure the Hunter into the underground fighting arena. But for some reason he came." Scott articulated. Silence erupted in the place as Scott was done with his words, and Chief Jim just sat there, digesting the information he just heard. Scott remained in silence for a few minutes and when he noticed the other wasn't saying anything he continued. "For the Hunger to have gone to the underground fighting arena the exact same date and time that he was supposed to when he sees the post.. Meaning he was aware about it." Scott remarked. "Yes, we are aware the Hunter had a comrade in our midst, and that comrade was Blake. However, we made sure Blake was never alone all though the night.. None of
"He was probably doing all that to avoid getting suspected. Most of the Hunter's victims are mostly gangsters that were brought in for questioning or police officer. Jordan is always present during the questioning so he knew the faces of the gangsters...he also has access to the police station so it's quite easy to locate an officer and kill him.""You also told me that the Hunter's dagger was going in your son, Robby's backpack, and Jordan is a close friend of Robby. Aren't these enough reason to believe that your partner, Jordan, is the fucking Hunter?" Scott voiced out. Chief Jim gulped down saliva, his face filled with sweat, and his whole shirt drenched. He stood there motionless, processing the words he just heard."It's okay if you don't believe me, though. After all, I didn't provide a concrete evidence and it's all just an assumption." Scott added calmly. "But deep down you know I'm right.""At this moment I am not sure I know anything. I've known Jordan since he was a kid.
That accent.. Scott pondered internally after reading the voice of the male that had just arrived, and he couldn't help but shift his gaze towards him. Glancing at the man, Scott could tell from his dressing and appearance that he was from the Arabic countries. "She'll be back in a second. Just went to get my order." Scott affirmed before shifting his gaze away and decided not to think too much about it. After all, the country was filled with different races so seeing a man like him here was totally normal. Baron Arman lighted up a cigartte and took a puff before speaking, "I'm new in town by the way." He informed, smoke oozing out of his mouth. "Oh, reall?" Scott replied calmly as he patiently waited for his drink. "Yeah. My plane landed last night so I decided to take a look around this city today until I found this nice bar." Baron Arman replied. "I see. So, are you visiting or just here for a holiday?" Scott inquired without sparing him a glance. "Actually, I'm here for bu