"But how exactly are we going to find this guy?" Mr. Fernando raised the question, his voice tinged with concern."Do you remember what he looked like? The hotel has security cameras. If we check them and I get a glimpse of his face, I might just recognize him," Bolasco replied, confidence in his tone."I see," Mr. Fernando nodded as he reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone. "Let me call the hotel owner and request a copy of the security footage from tonight." He added, dialing the number.The phone rang for several moments before it was answered. Mr. Fernando greeted the person on the other end and made his request. The man quickly agreed, not wanting to argue. He knew exactly who Mr. Fernando was and understood the consequences of refusing him. Just a few minutes later, Mr. Fernando received a video clip from the number he had just called."Let’s take a look," Bolasco suggested, and the duo clicked on the video. The footage began to play, and they fast-forwarded to the mome
Scott exited his room and headed downstairs. He had woken up earlier than usual, so the mansion was still quiet, with no one else awake. The living room was empty, bathed in the soft morning light. He went straight to the kitchen, poured himself a cup of coffee, and took a long, slow sip. The warmth of the coffee grounded him, and after finishing the cup, he left the mansion and made his way to the bus station.The streets were calm as Scott walked, the early morning air cool against his face. It didn’t take long for him to reach the bus station. He boarded a bus heading toward the Sunshade area, settling into one of the seats by the window. The bus weaved through the bustling streets as the city slowly came to life around him. A few moments later, they arrived at his stop. After paying the fare, Scott stepped off the bus and made his way toward Felix's apartment.Arriving at the apartment, Scott knocked twice on the door.*Knock, knock.*Felix opened the door after checking who it wa
After the call ended, Felix, who had been eavesdropping, stepped closer, his face pale. "You’re not seriously going to his territory, are you?" he asked, his voice trembling with fear."I have to, Felix," Scott replied calmly."Why?! That man’s dangerous, Scott! He’s a gang god, for crying out loud! You can’t trust him!" Felix’s voice cracked with desperation.Scott didn’t respond, his eyes focused on his phone as the address came through. It was time to make the drop."How do I get them to this address? How do I get them to this address?" Scott muttered while pacing back and forth.He couldn't just carry three kids in his hands and walk through the streets with everyone there. That would definitely attract attention and look suspicious."You don't know anyone with a truck, do you?" Scott then shifted his gaze towards Felix and asked."I do know someone. But I won't help you because you are only trying to get yourself killed." Felix replied.Scott placed his two hands on his shoulders
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