"Bolasco told me you hesitated. You were unable to pull the trigger when you finally saw the man who killed your friend. Is that true?" Mr. Fernando inquired as he picked up his glass of Vodka and took a sip.Scott stood there for a few moments before responding, "Yeah, it's true.""But why? I saw the hate in your eyes before you left this place to go find him. You hated him so much, and all you wanted as to kill him. Why then did you stop?" Mr. Fernando inquired, his curiosity piqued."I just couldn't...okay?" Scott snapped. "I'm not a killer." He added.Mr. Fernando clicked his tongue after hearing Scott's last words and he stood up from his seat and walked towards him."Trust me, I know a man who has stained his hands with blood. You, Scott, has taken a human life before." Mr. Fernando whispered."That was because I was trying to secure your fucking package! Some gangsters attacked us, it was out of self defense!" Scott voiced out."It doesn't matter if it's self defence or not...a
Standing before officer Nunez was none other than Blake, his fellow officer. He was also clad in the same brown uniform, and a shiny dagger gripped firmly in his right hand."Blake, what's the meaning of this?" Nunez voiced out as he picked himself up from the floor and leaped a few meters backwards to create gap.Blake didn't bother responding as he just stood there with a devilish expression on his face."If this is a prank then you have to stop because it isn't even funny at all!" Nunez articulated, his voice echoing throughout the dimly lit hallway.Blake stood meters away from him for a few more moments before dashing forward, and when he arrived with in striking distance he slashed out his dagger towards Nunez's chest."What the..." Nunez's eyes widened in shock as he caught sight of the dagger heading towards him at an incredible speed. In the last second he managed to swerve his body to the right and dodged the dagger by a hair length.Blake swiftly retrieved his outstretched
Inside the secet tunnel, Jordan, Chief Jim, Perez, and Dawn, could be seen sitting down on separate chairs, and their gazes fixated on the computer screen.Jordan's fingers danced around the keyboard and his gaze fixed on the screen in front of him."Ever since the massacre at the general hospital there hasn't been another case of the hunter. It's almost like he vanished." Jordan spoke softly, his fingers still dancing around the keyboard."Maybe it's over?." Dawn muttered."No, that's not it. He's probably being quiet now because he's busy planning something. Something big." Jordan remarked."What could he be planning, I wonder." Perez uttered, his finger rubbing his chin, and a look of contemplation evident on his face."Whatever it is it's going to be bad. We just have to find him and stop him before it happens." Jordan responded."How do we even find this guy? We don't even know who he is or where he stays." Dawn inquired."Yes, we don't. But we can always lure him out." Jordan re
Dawn exited the tunnel and arrived in the dimly lit field that was filled with grasses and dirt. She walked through the field until she finally arrived at the center of the main building of the station."Where could he be?" Dawn mused as she stepped into the building and headed straight to her brother, Blake's office."Blake?!" She called out as she pushed the door open and walked in.Stepping into the office, Dawn glanced around the place and realized it was empty. She glanced around for a few more minutes before exiting the office and began to walk towards the hallway that led to another office.She traversed forward while glancing around. The light bulb wasn't stable, and it kept malfunctioning, making the whole hallway become bright and dark every now and then."Blake?" Dawn called out while walking down the hallway and glancing around. She kept walking forward until she her shoes getting soaked as she stepped on a liquid.Out of curiosity, she shifted her gaze to the floor to see
Back at the Fernando's mansion... Gospel music could be heard in the back ground, and the crowd that had once engaged themselves in a conversation were silent now as the wedding was about to start. In front of the vast living room, a priest with grey hair and red robe could be seen standing tall with bible in his hand as he waited for the couple to arrive. Mr. Fernando and Balance stood on the second floor where they could see the whole living room from, while a few of the gangsters stood by a corner. Scott walked into the living room majestically, and he began to make his way forward. All heads in the living room turned to face him as he walked forward in style, and his expression calm and collected. He walked forward for a few moments until he finally arrived in front of the priest. Scott stood there for few moments, and when he heard the entrance door of the living room flung open, he turned around, curiosity evident in his eyes. Caroline stepped into the living room
"I know, Frederick, I know. Believe me when I say I also wish to kill him. But I can't do that right now. If he should die a few moments after his wedding people will suspect. We have to wait to avoid any suspicions." Caroline bellowed."All right, then. Whenever you are ready just let me know. I'll take care of him." Fredrick remarked before turning around and began to walk away.""""Scott exited the living room of the mansion and headed to the direction where he could hear people chanting the name of a particular man.HARRY! HARRY! HARRY! HARRY! HARRY!Scott finally arrived in the area and he could see Mr. Fernando's gangsters forming a big circle, and two men could be seen standing in the center.A female member walked around and collected bets from the gangsters, while Harry and his opponent stood opposite each other, warming up.Scott stood there meters away in bewilderment, and his gaze fixed on what was going on right now."Scott." Mr. Fernando's voice was heard from behind, c
Hearing the words of Harry, all heads turned towards the direction he was pointing at, and all they saw was a dashing young man in black suit."You want to fight Scott Carden?" Mr. Fernando blurted in bewilderment. "Yes, sir." Harry replied."But why? Scott isn't even apart of the gang, why then do you want to fight him?" Mr. Fernando questioned."I'm just trying to entertain everyone, sir. What could be more fun than watching the groom fight with the reigning champion?" Harry remarked.The crowd erupted in loud cheers after hearing the words of Harry, and looks of anticipation evident on their faces."I don't know, man. Scott isn't like the rest of us,he's a normal citizen with no battle experience. Fighting him would be a bad idea." Mr. Fernando interjected."Why don't you let him decide, sir?" Harry inquired respectfully, and his head bowed down.Mr. Fernando glared at Harry for a few moments before shifting his gaze towards Scott who has been in silence the whole time."What do y
In a blink of an eye, Harry arrived within striking distance and swung out his fist towards Scott from below, aiming for an uppercut. Scott caught sight of the fist heading towards him at full force from below, and in the last second he took a step backwards and the fist missed him by a few inches.Before Harry could retrieve his outstretched arm, he caught a glimpse of Scott's fist traveling towards his face..Unable to react quickly, the fist connected neatly with his right cheek, and the force behind the punch lifted him off the floor and sent him crashing backwards. The whole crowd gasped collectively after watching Scott send Harry flying with a single punch. Shocked expression was evident on everyone's faces, and their gazes fixated on Scott who stood tall with his right fist clenched."Did he just...." A man who stood amongst the crowd muttered in disbelief.Harry laid down there on the floor for several minutes, his cheek red and swollen, and his blood boiling in anger."What