Dismissing the disconcerting encounter, Tyler completed his purchases and left the boutique in a hurry as his men in black escorted him, making way for him through a crowd of journalists who came to ask questions and a sea of fans who wanted to take photos with Tyler Welensky, the heir to the entire
Hospital security arrived late but weren't ready to let the case go. “Are you Mr. Tyler Welensky?” They asked before taking Tyler’s statement, assuring him they would do everything possible to track down the intruder. “I'm not so sure you'll do that.” Tyler doubted the security team. His mind was st
“Oh my God! Jerome? This can't be true!” He said in his mind. He had seen that exact tattoo somewhere on someone's hand and it was a total unexpected twist to see it on one of his security guards. “Fuck me!” he exclaimed in his mind. Tyler squinted his eyes trying to see clearly, that was the s
“What did you say?” Tyler watched him shifting backwards to sit on the bed, “hey dad.” he went and sat close to his father. “Spy!” Welensky said again, “Jerome is a fucking spy!” “Dad, what do you plan to do?” “It's all simple.” Welensky calmed down, crossed his hands behind him and walked from
“What the fuck!” Tyler was shocked to see Jerome trying to Jump over the electrocuted fence in a rush. “Get him, I want him and he seems to have known already.” He ordered the other guards “Get him! Don't let him run away. Get that punk ass right now!” The air crackled with tension as Jerome sp
He abandoned the car, slipping through the gate and into the shadowy depths of the warehouse. “He's right there, let's get him now. We're gonna get him now!” Tyler's convoy screeched to a halt outside the loading dock. "Spread out," Tyler ordered, his voice steady despite the pain in his shoulder.
Emily breathed heavily, she was just out powered by a defender as she tried to make the basket during training at the neighbourhood basketball court. She had lost focus since the uncertainty of her position in Mc's life, and it affected her thoughts, her behaviour and it affected her game. "What's u
"We'll need to ask Jerome some questions," Welensky said finally. "Find out what he knows about the Harl Group's plans." “And what if he doesn't want to speak?” Tyler asked. “Then we move to plan B.” ****** “Why is it so fucking dark in here? These pathetic people really don't have enough e