Fists were flying between Paul and the Kazitanis agents in the tight space of the front seat as Paul tried to gain control of the situation. He was at a disadvantage in terms of the number but the suddenness at which he adopted in attacking Hoestes and Zilinzky was giving him an edge.The truck soon careened out of control as Hoestes who was driving couldn't take control of the stirring wheel anymore. At that point, he didn't mind if the vehicle was going to skid off the road.Hoestes, whose hands couldn't move the stirring anymore was pressing the brakes of the vehicle repeatedly, stamping on it with such force because he knew that if he didn't do that, they could land somewhere that would be very devastating.The truck wobbled to the side with a wobbling movement, its tires spinning as the truck tethered on the brink of control. The truck swayed from side to side across the dirt as it fought for stability, Hoestes repeatedly pressing the brake to ensure that there was no loss of con
Pow! Pow! Pow!The gunshots couldn't stop as he scrambled for cover, his heart racing as he sought refuge from the massive hail of gunfire.Paul’s thoughts were consumed with a desperate determination to survive as he fought his way through the smoke-filled air.That must have been one of the Kazitanis agents he was fighting with, he reasoned. After all, one of them might have survived the crash as well. Or was it the both of them?He didn't have the time to find out where the gunshots were coming from so his legs pumped with a desperate urgency as he fled the opposite direction of where the gunfire was coming from.Zilinzky, who had survived the accident limped away from the wreckage as the fire that Paul had set was flaming everywhere and almost reaching where he was. His body was bruised and bloodied from the crash, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he fought to gather some strength.Zilinzky’s eyes were blazing with murderous intent as he aimed his weapon and fired several
Zilinzky’s hands slide over Hoestes’ neck as he desperately sought a sign of life. He moved his hands frantically searching for the exact spot as his lips moved in a pleading manner.But there was nothing - no sign of life. Hoestes had finally given up the ghost.Zilinzky’s face was contorted with a tortured grimace of pain and a scowl of agony into the air.His eyes were bulging with a tortured squint of terror because not only did his death mean that the chances of recovering the second truck reduced but he would now have to be forced to explain to the receivers about what happened to Boarus and Upalima.Hoestes shot Boarus and Upalima because they were constituting a nuisance and waste of time but it was Hoestes who was the best person to explain what he had done to them. The Kazitanis always made sure that every one of their agents gave constant reports and if Boarus and Upalima were not going to give the report, Hoestes was the best person to do it but now he had to take it upon
Zilinzky’s breath trembled and he shuddered as he tried to answer the question. He didn't know how to tell the receiver that it was actually only two of them that were against Paul Leonard.“I tried to convince Hoestes to stop the vehicle so that we could do a proper check because we heard a phone ringing from amid the cargo products but he was more in a hurry to get the products across the border. We knew how important the operation was and that was why we were in a haste.”“Oh, I doubt you know anything about the importance of the operation. I really doubt it because you were given a clue. You all heard the sound of a ring tone and yet you thought, ‘Oh, it was probably a little bird singing a nursery rhyme.’ Isn't it?”The receiver’s voice was laced with fury.“You are all four and none of you could use your discretion. Now, you all lost to him and you have the guts to tell me that Hoestes is dead as if I should have any concern or pity for him. You really don't know what it means t
He knew that they were definitely going to humiliate him if they caught him. He was their greatest enemy and catching him meant that they would have a feast of celebration.He took a good view of the agents from the tight spot where he was hiding between the truck tires and found out that the agents that were sent this time were ones that he had never seen before. One of the agents spoke in a loud voice, his tone tinged with ridicule and a sarcastic sneer. “Or am I not right, Paul Leonard? You are here, aren't you? Why don't you show your face? Or are you going to keep hiding like a scared little child?”The agent spoke, trying to provoke Paul into making the mistake of revealing himself. The three men who were sent by the Kazitanis were much higher in rank than the ones that they sent for the first truck.One of the men alone had completed many operations and killed many people. They were also heavily armed with guns, knives, and even grenades.The agent’s voice was laced with sarca
He turned another glance at the area and saw that the place was no longer safe. One of the agents was creeping around that place and ready to devour him.Perhaps he was really covered, he thought. The best thing for him to do was surrender to the agents and then perhaps he could plot an escape.He had accessed the agents and he saw that it was going to be very difficult to take them on in combat. Also, he was very weak from the tussle and crash that he had when he was trying to burn down the first truck. He had had enough for one day and perhaps it was time for him to show his face.Paul soon emerged from hiding with slow and cautious steps, his hands held high above his head in a gesture of surrender as he invited the events to come to get him.He turned his glance towards the truck that he had set on fire and heaved a sigh of relief that he had completely burnt the contaminated cargo products.Getting arrested was only going to be a small price to pay to have saved the world, he re
Rosette had lost hope. She lowered her head in dejection because she saw how insistent the men were. They had been very clear that they were not going to release her until they made progress with getting the trucks across the border.Koffi then lessened his aggressiveness, his muscles releasing their effort as he brought out candy from his pocket. “Here, take this candy. You can have this for then a in time until we get more information as to what to do with you.”Rosette immediately latched on to the candy that was thrown toward her as she quickly used her teeth to devour it even though her limbs were tied.Vanessa, Koffi, and Djene maintained a rigid discipline, their expressions impassive as they tried to control their impatience.Their eyes were focused and their minds alert as they waited for orders and new instructions as to whether they could free Rosette and return to base but Vanessa was already thinking that the delay could only mean that there were some complications in the
Mr. Ferguson was screaming into the empty air because even though the video call was connected, there was no one he could see. It was all dark and he assumed that Rosette’s kidnappers did that to scare her.“Hey! Who is there? Why don’t you take me instead? I will surrender myself to you. I am the one you need so why don't you take me instead of her.”“Do not release me until I have given you what it is that you want even though I have already done everything that you asked of me.”Mr. Ferguson’s voice was filled with unbearable pain. He had not been able to even think properly since his daughter, Rosette was kidnapped. Suddenly, Rosette’s face materialized on the screen her face popping into view with a sudden appearance after she had been propelled by Vanessa.“Hey, hey, Rosette, speak to me. What are they telling you? What have they done to you?”Mr. Ferguson’s voice was trampled upon by Rosette’s wailing as she spoke very fast in an attempt to relay the information that she had b