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Trillionaire they never noticed Busted
"We came here to deliver your goods, sir. And we also want to... apologize." Matt informed with his head facing the floor in shame."I see." Scott nodded as he folded his arms. "Then why are you all still on your feet?" He asked."What do you mean, sir?" Matt raised his head and inquired with a slight look of puzzle evident on his face."If you want me to listen then get on your knees and beg." Scott voiced out."Err, sir?" Matt and the other's mouth widened in shock after hearing the words of Scott."What's the matter? You said you came here to beg, right? Then do it while kneeling down." Scott remarked with his arms still folded and his gaze fixed intently on the men in front of him.They all mumbled among themselves and glared at Scott with a look of hate and anger, but they had no choice but to comply unless they would all lose their jobs. After grumbling for a few minutes, they all got on one knee and apologized half-heartedly."That's no way to beg. Go down on both knees with y
Trillionaire they never noticed Expose you all
After walking for a few minutes,they finally arrived in the location, and Jordan flipped the switch, causing the whole place to brighten up. Several light bulbs light up, and the computers stationed around began to power up when he flipped the switch.With everywhere now bright enough, the whole group froze after catching sight of a figure sitting on a chair meters away with his back facing them. They couldn't see the face of the man, but they recognized the police uniform he wore."I knew it." The man's voice echoed throughout the tunnel. "I knew there was something going on somewhere." He added as he stood up and turned around.With the man now facing them, they were able to recognize his face."Sergeant Barry." Perez blurted out with widened eyes.Sergeant Barry, the one officer that suspected the group for still investigating the case of the gang Hunter, is now here in their secret hideout."So, let me guess, this is the place you guys meet up to do your dirty business. Is that it
Trillionaire they never noticed Two cages
"Jordan, please, lower the gun. There might be another way to resolve this. Barry is a high ranked officer, if you kill him things could get ugly!" Dawn pleaded with a worrisome look on her face.Jordan didn't listen and he still he'd his pistol close to Barry's head."Go ahead then...shoot me." Barry said. "Because if you do not kill me right here and now, I will definitely expose you all!" He added.Hearing the words of Barry, Jordan tightened his grip around the gun, his face filled with sweat and his heart racing. The gun in bus hand was trembling slightly, but he tried his best to hold it firmly."Come on, shoot me already!" Barry voiced out in an audible tone."Jordan, don't listen to him. Lower the pistol and let's find another way to solve this." Perez tried to persuade his comrade."There is no resolving this. If you guys don't kill me here and I leave this tunnel, I will surely inform the higher-ups, and you all will face judgement!" Barry interjected with a determined look.
Trillionaire they never noticed The plan for the operation
Perez pulled the gate open and they tossed Barry inside the cage and locked the gate before walking back to the others."Done, Chief." Perez informed as he went ahead and sat on a chair."That's good. Now let's begin with our preparation for tonight." Chief Jim declared before shifting his gaze towards Jordan. Jordan gave a nod before speaking."As we all know, tonight is the night. Tonight is the night we capture the Hunter!" Jordan voiced in a determined tone, and the whole group cheered out loud."So, before I begin anything I'll like to know if you all got exactly what you were asked." Jordan spoke further.Hearing the words of Jordan, Perez pulled out an ID card from his shirt pocket and stretched it towards the group. Blake retrieved the ID card and glance at it."Hmm...Arnold Johnson, leader of the Sparrow Deck Gang. Not bad." Blake read out the name written on the ID card before handing it over to Jordan who also retrieved it and glanced at it."Good job, Perez. You got the fa
Trillionaire they never noticed I killed the trash
Scott's eyelids lifted open after having a quick nap. He really needed the nap to regain his energy and prepare himself for tonight. He went to his bathroom and took a shower before getting dressed in a long sleeve crimson t-shirt, a black trousers, and a crimson sneakers. He combed his sporting black hair and glanced at his handsome face in the mirror before exiting the apartment and headed straight to the bus station. It took him nothing less than ten minutes before arriving in the station and boarded a bus that drove him straight to the mansion."""Back in the Fernando's mansion..Inside the living room, Mrs Sheila could be seen sitting comfortably on the sofa with a wine glass in her left hand,and her phone in her right hand as she scrolled through social media. Her son, Louis Fernando, walked down the staircase and sat down beside Mrs Sheila."What's the update, mom?" Louis whispered."What update, Louis?" Mrs Sheila responded with a question without sparing him a glance as she
Trillionaire they never noticed False accusation
"Your wife killed Scott Carden!" Caroline informed in an audible tone. Mrs Sheila opened her mouth to deny, but before she could utter a single word, the entrance door of the living room flung open and in came a striking young man. He was clad in a long sleeve crimson t-shirt, black trousers, and a crimson sneakers worn on his legs. His hands was tucked in his pockets as he made his way into the living room majestically."Who is dead?" Scott questioned in a cool tone, his gaze fixed on Mrs Sheila who had a shocked expression on her face.Catching sight of the man that had just walked in, both the jaws of Mrs Sheila and Louis dropped to the floor, and their eyes widened. Scott walked towards them majestically and stood beside Mr Fernando."You made it, son. I'm glad." Mr Fernando placed his hand on Scott's shoulder and said."Yeah, can't be late for something important like this one." Scott remarked in a respectful tone before shifting his gaze back to the rest of the family who kept
Trillionaire they never noticed I came prepared
"I see. No wonder why you never said anything all through the call. You remained mute until the call was ended." Mr Fernando rubbed his chin at the realization."Exactly." Scott affirmed."And what does that got to do with all these? We both know you answered the call and just pretending there as some assassin which there clearly wasn't! I didn't send any assasin to you! You know what, that's it, I am calling the security!" Mrs Sheila roared as she took out her phone and attempted to dial the security number, but Mr Fernando's voice stopped her."You will call no one." Mr Fernando ordered before shifting his gaze back to Scott. "Say more." Scott nodded as he began to speak further.."If you say I'm lying, then where did I get such injury from?" Scott muttered as he pushed his sporting black hair backwards, revealing an injury on his forehead. Mr Fernando's eyes widened after catching sight of the injury."How am I supposed to know where you got your injury from? You probably fell off
Trillionaire they never noticed So many evidence
"You three can come in now!" Scott instructed in a high pitched tone.Seconds after Scott said those words, the entrance door of the living room flung open, and three rugged looking men walked in. Mrs Sheila's heart skipped a beat after catching a glimpse of the men that had just walked in. They were all huge with bulky features, and their whole body covered in tattoos. Glancing at their faces, Mrs Sheila recognized them instantly.It was Tabulee...the same man she hired to assassinate Scott last night.Tabulee and his two comrades stepped forward and stood beside Scott. A fierce look evident on their faces. Mrs Sheila's dress was now soaked in her own sweat and her heart racing, with a nervous look evident on her faces."Who are these men, Scott? Mr Fernando inquired,his gaze fixed intently on the men that had just walked into his home."This right here is Tabulee, the man sent by your wife to assassinate me." Scott informed, and Mrs Sheila shifted her gaze to the floor afraid of ma
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Hearing the words of Chief Jim, Perez’s eyes widened, and his expression was a mixture of surprise and disbelief.“What in the world are you talking about, Chief?!” Perez blurted out in disbelief.“Sshhh… keep your voice down,” Chief Jim hushed, and Perez swiftly covered his mouth with both hands.“What in the world are you talking about, Chief?” he repeated his question, but this time in a hushed tone.“You heard me right, Perez. I’m breaking you all out of there,” Chief Jim affirmed.“What? How? How are you even going to do that?” Perez questioned.“I have a plan already. Don’t worry about that,” Chief Jim responded. “I just came here to fill you in and tell you to get yourselves ready.”“Okay, but why do you want to do it? Why are you so eager to get us out of here? I have a feeling it’s not because you don’t like seeing us behind bars,” Perez questioned.Chief Jim sighed heavily, then leaned his hands on the table. “The last time I came here to visit you, I told you Jordan was the
Another visit [Bonus chapter]
Scott and Ali made their way out of the quiet area, and a few moments later, they found themselves back in the bustling streets of Busan. They both glanced around until they spotted a taxi waiting for passengers, and without any delay, they swiftly headed toward it."Where are you headed?" the man inquired in Korean."To the Gimhae International Airport," Scott informed audibly in the man’s language.The man glared at them from head to toe, his expression a mixture of confusion and disgust. The two men in front of him were currently clad in drenched clothes, and water was literally dripping from them. They weren’t even carrying any traveling bags."Is this some sort of prank or something?" he asked with a frown."No, sir. Don’t pay attention to our appearance—just take us to where I told you," Scott bellowed, pulling out a few notes and handing them over to the man.The man retrieved the cash and examined it with a huge grin on his face. The money Scott had just given him was a lot mo
Familiar face
"The charges for using our machine is all of the money you just withdrew. And when I say all, I mean every single penny," the skinny man ordered, a mischievous grin evident on his face.Scott stood there in silence, his gaze fixated on the man, trying to figure out if he was joking or not. He waited for the man to chuckle and say it was a joke—but that never happened.This man in front of him wasn't joking.He was dead serious.He meant every word he said.Every single one of them.Scott cleared his throat and responded, "That's not gonna happen."The man's eyes widened slightly in shock after hearing those words. "What did you just say?" he blurted out."I said that's not gonna happen. I'm gonna give you a few cash, and that's it," Scott bellowed, pulling out three bundles from his pocket. The cash was in South Korea's currency, but if it were dollars, it would be at least $150,000.The skinny man glanced at the money as Scott stretched it forward. Then he turned to glance at his com
All of it
Scott and the Arabic man walked down the deserted alleyway, making their way towards the area where they could hear the voices of people and the sounds of vehicles. Their clothes were completely drenched, but right now, that was the least of their worries. They had no idea where they had landed, and they were trying to figure it out.Scott pulled out his phone from his pocket and glanced at it. The phone was also drenched, but luckily, it was waterproof and hadn’t been damaged by the water. He switched it on while walking forward, his other hand casually tucked in his pocket."You don’t have any idea where we are, right?" the Arabic man inquired, breaking the silence."You keep asking me this exact question every two seconds," Scott muttered. "We both landed in the same ocean at the same time... how do you expect me to know the city or country we crashed in?" he added."I’m just a bit nervous," the man stuttered, his arms folded as he advanced forward.Scott shifted his gaze toward hi
Where are we?
The jet hit the ocean with a violent crash, a massive splash erupting into the air as it made contact with the water’s surface. It was as if the sky itself had hurled a stone into a glassy pool. Water exploded in every direction.For a few tense seconds, the damaged aircraft floated unsteadily on the churning waves, bobbing like a wounded beast, groaning under its own weight. Then, slowly, the nose began to dip, and the jet started its final descent beneath the surface.Inside the cockpit, the dim emergency lights flickered against the rising gloom. Scott remained motionless in the pilot’s seat, his hands still clamped around the yoke as though frozen in time.Every muscle in his body trembled with fatigue and shock, and his breath came out in short, sharp bursts. Beads of cold sweat slid down his temples and jawline.Beside him, the Arabic man remained in the co-pilot seat, his eyes shut tightly as if bracing for the final impact that never came. His chest rose and fell rapidly, but
The ocean
Sullivan stood frozen in place after hearing Scott’s words—like a statue carved from fear and sweat. The black parachute bag was clenched tightly in both hands.“No… You can’t do that. That’s suicide.” Sullivan finally muttered, his voice trembling. “Let me do it instead. You get out of here.”Scott turned to him slowly, the roar of the wind outside now creeping through the fuselage like the cold fingers of death. He rested both hands on Sullivan’s shoulders, firm but gentle.“You asked about the rest of the men earlier,” Scott said, his voice lower now, almost lost in the chaos around them. “You want to know why they aren’t here with me?”Sullivan stared into his boss’s eyes, his lips parting slightly, as if dreading the answer.“They’re all dead,” Scott continued. “Every single one. I can't afford to lose another comrade.”He gave Sullivan a solid pat on the shoulder, gripping him tighter. “So stop arguing and do as I say.”Sullivan swallowed hard, emotions swelling in his chest. He
Controls malfunctioning
"You and I need to have a little chat before I kill you," Scott growled coldly, his gun firmly aimed at the man’s forehead.The muscular man knelt on the floor, his palm still clutching his bleeding arm, blood seeping through his fingers and dripping onto the polished metal beneath him. His face was flushed—red not just from rage, but from the searing pain radiating through his shoulder.He wanted nothing more than to leap forward and tear Scott apart, but the barrel of the gun inches from his face made that fantasy suicidal. One wrong move and Scott would blow his brains out without hesitation. No, the only card left to play now was cooperation."You're going to answer my questions," Scott said, voice as icy as a winter gale. "Every time you disobey or refuse, I'll put a bullet in a different part of your body until you bleed out and die."The man simply shrugged, grimacing in pain, but said nothing."Who are you people? And why the hell are you after me?" Scott demanded."I'm sure y
Bringing a gun to a fistfight?
Scott sat in the jet, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. His breathing, which had been erratic just moments earlier, was finally beginning to stabilize. He leaned back in the seat, trying to regain composure.A moment later, the door to the cockpit slid open with a soft hiss, and Sullivan stepped out. His expression was etched with confusion and lingering shock from the attack."What the hell was that all about, boss? Who were those guys?" he asked, his voice low and cautious, still processing the chaos they had just escaped.Scott didn’t respond immediately. He let out a deep sigh, his eyes briefly closing as he ran a hand down his face."It’s a long story, and now’s not the time to tell it," he said calmly, keeping his tone composed. "Just focus on flying the jet."Sullivan nodded slowly but wasn’t entirely satisfied. “Alright, but… how do we know nothing critical got damaged? I mean, they shot at us like maniacs. What if they hit something vital?”Scott t
Really close
Scott dropped into a seat beside the window and leaned his head against the cool glass. His eyes wandered outside, taking in the eerie stillness of the tarmac... until something abruptly caught his attention.Two black vehicles were speeding toward the private jet, closing in with alarming urgency. His eyes widened slightly as the cars tore across the asphalt and came to a sudden, screeching halt. Without hesitation, all four doors on each vehicle flung open simultaneously, and eight men emerged—each of them heavily armed.Without warning, they cocked their rifles and pointed them directly at the jet.Then all hell broke loose.BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!A deafening barrage of gunfire erupted, echoing across the open space. Scott instinctively ducked, throwing himself low and pressing against the floor. The sound of bullets tearing into the fuselage rang out like thunder.He sprang to his feet and bolted toward the cockpit, heart pounding. He shoved the cockpit door open and found Sulliv
