Felix's heart pounded violently in his chest, his face drenched in cold sweat, fear etched into his wide eyes after the gunshot rang out, freezing him in place. Slowly, he turned his head to the side and spotted two fresh bullet holes in a nearby container.The bullets Bolasco had fired missed him by mere inches, striking the container instead. Felix glanced over his shoulder and saw Bolasco hurriedly reloading his pistol while the rest of his crew charged towards him."Shit, shit, shit!" Felix muttered in panic as he spun around and broke into a run, his legs moving as fast as they could carry him.His heartbeat thundered in his ears, the rapid footsteps behind him growing louder with every second. Felix kept glancing over his shoulder, desperate to ensure they were still a fair distance away, but each step forward felt like they were closing in on him. His legs burned, but he kept pushing.He knew exactly who these men were. He had tried to rob them a few weeks ago in the very same
Felix paced back and forth in the living room, cold sweat trickling down his face. His nerves were on edge, and his thoughts raced wildly."I'm telling you, Scott, they were there because of what I did yesterday. They chased me because of that operation," Felix blurted out, his voice shaky as he continued pacing."Just stop talking for a minute and let me think!" Scott snapped, cutting Felix off. Felix fell silent immediately, his anxiety only increasing.Scott had been sure the plan was foolproof. He had taken every precaution to ensure Mr. Fernando would have no clue who was responsible for what happened. He had scouted the warehouse in advance, ensuring there were no security cameras. Even if there had been cameras, Scott had come prepared with masks to conceal their identities. Everything was supposed to go smoothly.But something had gone wrong. Something he had overlooked.Scott wracked his brain for a few moments, frustration mounting. He then turned his attention back to Feli
Scott exited the apartment with the children and made his way straight to the truck parked outside. He pulled the door open and the children got in before shutting the door and went straight to the driver's seat. Scott started the engine and drove off instantly.As he drove through the deserted streets Felix told him about, he made sure to keep his eyes open and scan the whole area to make sure Bolasco and his gangsters weren't around.After taking several turns he finally exited the area and arrived on a broad highway that was filled with other cars and trucks, and without any delay he hit the accelerator and drove off at an incredible speed.The truck drove through the bustling highway, his hands gripping the wheel, and his gaze fixed intently on the road. After driving for what seemed like forever he finally pulled over in front of a black gate.He sat there in the car as he watched the gate opening slowly and two armed men stepped outside and walked towards the truck."Good mornin
"And who is this person you speak of?" Pitt asked, his expression mixed with curiosity and anger.."Like I said before, it's better I don't tell you anything. I know you'll want to retaliate and I wouldn't want that." Scott replied. "Just know that Mr. Leeray isn't the one responsible, so I don't see any reason for you to fight him." Scott added."I see." Pitt rubbed his mustache after hearing the words of Scott, and a look of contemplation evident on his face. "I appreciate you doing this for me. How can I repay you?" He asked."I need you to stop the war, that's all. Inform Mr. Leery that you've gotten your children back and the fight should be canceled." Scott replied."That's all you want? Come on, don't be modest. Tell me whatever you want and I shall grant it." Pitt inquired."Well, for now I don't really have anything in mind. But soon I might give you a call because I might need protection. It would be nice if I had a gang god backing me." Scott responded audibly."Don't worry
Iniesta caught sight of Scott standing on the balcony with a pistol held in his right hand, and he swiftly pointed his submachine gun towards him and opened fire.BANG! BANG! BANG ! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!The continuous sound of gunshots echoed throughout the once quiet area as Iniesta opened fire and kept aiming at Scott. Scott ducked low before dashing into the building, and the bullets missed him by a few inches."Come on guys, let's get that bastard!" Iniesta ordered as he began to load his gun before cocking it."Don't you think we should inform Bolasco? I think this is now going to far and we'll need a man like Bolasco if we want to catch him." One of the comrade advised."What do we need Bolasco for when I'm here? Bolasco this, Bolasco that! Give me a break!" Iniesta spat before dashing into the building.The comrades exchange worried glances before dashing inside.They glanced around the dimly lit hallway. The wall was was narrow, and a few rooms could be seen on both sides o
Iniesta and the rest of the comrades headed swiftly towards the area where they heard the gunshot. Arriving there, the first thing they saw was the body of one of their fellow comrade. He laid down there motionless, and his whole body pale.Iniesta dropped to one knee and began to examine the man. He glanced at him from head to toe with his blood boiling in anger."Iniesta, over here!"While he was busy examining the body of his foreign comrade, he heard Luis's voice from a distance. Iniesta rose back up and walked towards Luis."Damn it." Iniesta cursed after catching sight of another dead comrade. There was a hole in his core head and blood gushing out of it and filling the whole floor."That bastard did this." Iniesta spat, anger evident in his voice as he glanced at the dead man."Don't you think it's time we call Bolasco and the rest? We've already lost two men. If Mr. Fernando learns about this we'll be in trouble." Luis muttered with a frown, clearly feeling uncomfortable by In
A dark-skinned man with rough black beards and braided hair, clad in a black leather jacket, could be seen sitting on a black bike with several other gangsters sitting on their bikes beside him. He had a cigarette in his mouth, and the whole area was filled with smoke due to everyone smoking.The street was bustling a few minutes ago with several people walking around here and there and shops that were selling goods by the corner of the street. However, when this group of men arrived there and decided to chill there and blow some smoke, the whole place became deserted.The people that were once passing decided to take a whole new route to avoid passing through this street, and the shops that were was open were now shut down.Everyone became terrified the moment they arrived because they were quick to recognize the leather jackets these men wore and they knew exactly who they were. They were the members of a notorious gang led by a powerful man, Mr. Fernando.Even though Bolasco and h
Scott halted his steps abruptly upon hearing Iniesta’s words, lifting his hands in the air as if signaling defeat.“Drop your weapons and turn around, slowly! You’ve done enough! You killed all my men! But now, I’ve finally captured you!” Iniesta spat angrily, his gun unwavering as it aimed at Scott, who stood still with his hands raised, motionless in the moonlit alley.“Are you deaf? I said drop your gun and turn around!” Iniesta’s voice grew louder, irritation evident.“You know,” Scott began in a soft voice, still facing away from Iniesta, “I overheard your comrade talking earlier. He mentioned something about calling someone—some man named Bolasco. From what I gathered, you aren’t in charge here. Bolasco is. And I’m certain he ordered you to call him once you found me, but you decided to handle it yourself, didn’t you?”Scott paused for a moment, allowing the weight of his words to linger in the tense silence. “You thought catching me on your own would be easy. You figured if you