***The following morning, Victor and Spencer were sitting in front of the salesman at the car dealership where they wanted to purchase the Rolls-Royce Phantom. On their way to the dealership, Victor realized that his graduation from his first semester at the University of South Dakota was on Saturday. He had concluded that he was going to attend the graduation in his new car.“So, how much are you willing to sell the car for us?” Victor asked, raising an eyebrow. He knew that the price he was going to give them was going to be different from the one they saw online.“The total price for the car is $494,000, and you can choose any color you want." As long as it was not more than $500,000, Victor was happy to pay any amount that was charged for the car.“Go and bring the document; let’s finalize everything,” Victor said with a smirk. He had no idea how the system intended to pay for the car.‘System, how are you going to make the payment for the car? I just chose the one I wanted to bu
***Over the next couple of weeks, Victor went back to working for Magtoz Trucking Company. He worked only the morning shift, and he didn’t put in as much effort as he did when he wanted to complete his mission. He just didn’t want to quit the job that fast so that he wouldn’t raise any suspicions. But at this time, Mr. Harris noticed that Victor wasn’t working as hard as he used to. He called Victor into his office. Victor sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. “I noticed that you haven’t worked up to two shifts in the recent weeks; that is unlike you. Is anything wrong?” Victor knew where he was coming from, and he felt this was the right time to lay the groundwork that he was going to quit the job anytime soon.“Nothing is wrong, sir; it’s just that I feel I have learned a lot about the trucking business over the months that I have worked here, and I would be quitting anytime soon."Although Harris was not surprised by his answer, his eyes opened wide. Victor has been dri
[Yes you do; you need certification to become a high school teacher. Typically, you can get one by attending a course programme for about 5 months] The system answered him. At this point, Victor doesn’t know how he was supposed to react. He knew there was nothing he could do and that he had to find a way to complete the mission by following the right steps. Moments later, Spencer entered the office. He sat down in his chair, which was next to Victor. Victor thought about getting his opinion on the mission and what he should do.“I just got issued a new mission from the system,” he informed.Spencer turned to look at him as he asked what the mission was all about. Victor explained everything about the mission to him as he asked Spencer what would be the best thing for him to do.Spencer stroked his chin as he muttered. “First off, you need to find a subject that you would love to teach and start looking for a course that won’t be that long and get your certification."“Wow, you are r
Victor thought more to see if there was any other subject that he would enjoy teaching, but mathematics was the only subject he knew for sure that he would enjoy teaching.“I would enjoy teaching mathematics; I love looking for solutions to math problems, and I am sure I would enjoy teaching it to students,” Victor informed Spencer.Spencer smiled as he spoke. “Then start looking for courses in that field. Start doing your research; you need to utilize all the time you get from the mission. I just hope the time limit is going to be okay for you to achieve everything and complete the mission."Victor lowered his eyebrow. He had no idea if the time limit was going to be okay for him, but he was ready to give it all he had and complete the mission as soon as possible. “Let me start doing the research."Victor leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the glowing screen, his mind swimming with anticipation and determination. He scrolled through various teaching programs, each promising a path tow
He was happy that he went through the interview successfully and was ready to start attending classes.***The following day, the day had been intense, with the first class at the prestigious DCU teaching program proving to be both invigorating and challenging for Victor. Though he loved mathematics, he never thought it would be this difficult in the teaching program. The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting an orange hue across the campus as he made his way toward the parking lot, his mind still buzzing with the day's lessons.The faint hum of his Rolls-Royce Phantom beckoned in the distance, a beacon of luxury among the other parked vehicles. As he approached his car, a surge of anticipation to relax after a long day coursed through him.However, before he could reach the driver's door, he started hearing a loud beep as he stopped and wondered why the sound was coming from his car. Before he could know what was happening, a deafening explosion shattered the tranquility of the e
Victor's brow furrowed as he pondered the question. Memories flashed through his mind—faces of acquaintances and business rivals—but no one stood out as a clear suspect. "I... I can't think of anyone who would do something like this," he admitted, his voice tinged with frustration. "I have a couple of people in mind, but I can't pinpoint who could be responsible."Detective Morrison leaned forward, his expression earnest. "Any leads or suspicions, no matter how small, could be crucial for our investigation, Mr. Victor. Anything you can remember might help us find the person behind this attack."Victor wracked his brain, trying to recall any recent conflicts or strained relationships that might have escalated to such an extreme. But the faces blurred together, leaving him grasping at elusive fragments of suspicion. He knew most of the people he considered to be enemies were behind bars and couldn’t have been able to come after him."I've had disagreements in the past, professional riva
Detective Morrison was sitting down in a dimly lit room with a white fluorescent bulb hanging from the ceiling. He was waiting for his colleagues to bring the first suspect in for questioning. The door opened as two officers entered the room with a man handcuffed next to them. They placed the man in the seat that was in front of Detective Morrison.After that, they stood behind him. Morrison cleared his throat as he started. “Listen, you are going to tell the truth and nothing but the truth; if anything you tell us here is later verified to be false, you are going to do time for lying to officers of the law."The man in front of him had a straight face; he looked like he was in his late 30s and was calm and ready to provide anything they wanted from him.“I am going to tell the complete truth, sir; I will never lie."“Alright then, let’s begin."“Because the company you bought those bombs from doesn’t ask what the customers want to use them for and keeps all transactions discreet. I w
“I will get straight to it. Make sure you tell the truth, and if you don't, and we find out that you lied, you are going to do time for lying to officers of the law."“I will try to tell the truth, officer, I promise,” the man answered with a fearful look in his eyes. Morrison started by asking him why he bought the bombs and what he wanted to use them for. The man told him that he bought them for an experiment that he wanted to run in a junk yard. The man owns a glass company, and he wanted to use the bomb test on the glasses that are bulletproof.Morrison asked for proof, and he provided him with proof and a witness who knows about the whole thing. Morrison confirmed that he was telling the truth as he let him go. At this point, Morrison was hoping that he would find the culprit.Morrison went ahead to interrogate the other suspects, but at the end of everything, they didn’t find the culprit. Morrison was frustrated, but he had to let all the suspects go.Morrison was sitting behind
“Yes, each time they take one student, they give me a total of $200,000; I know it’s bad, but I can’t reject the money, nor can I stop them from doing what they want."“Hmmm, then do you think you can give me details about the mafias and how we could get those students back?”“I don’t think it’s possible to get those students back; I don’t know what they do with them, but they take them far away to an unknown country, and that’s the end; there’s no more information on their whereabouts; as for the mafias, I have no details on them,” Johnson explained calmly.“Are you sure you are telling me the entire truth?”“Yes, I have nothing to lose at this point. I am sick and tired of everything they have going on. Hopefully you and your people can find a way to stop those mafias."“What of Kacy Turner? He is the most recent victim; don’t you think we can still get him back?” Santos knew that Kacy was one of the reasons why Victor brought the case to him.“No, Kacy is long gone; there’s no way
“Tell me, what is the case about? What happened exactly?” Santos said this with his hands clasped on the desk and his eyes focused on Victor.“The thing is, a student of mine went missing two days ago; his name is Kacy Turner, and we looked for him but couldn’t find him anywhere. The police are currently looking for him, but there's been no progress. I happened to overhear a conversation with the principal of the high school and found it suspicious, so I snuck into his office after school hours and hacked into his computer. I know it’s illegal to do that, but I just needed an answer."“I understand, but what did you find after you hacked into his computer?”“Everything is in this drive over here; you can have a look for yourself,” Victor handed the drive to him.Santos placed the drive on the laptop on his desk. He started going through the documents on the drive as his eyes opened wide. “What the hell!” He yelled.“What is it?” Victor wondered why he yelled like that.“There are a co
Victor’s cellphone started ringing loudly as he took it out and saw that Mrs. Turner was calling him. He answered the call. “Mr. Victor, I am calling to inform you that I and my husband have filed the missing person complaint at the police station."“That’s good to hear. Have the police started their search for him yet?”“Yes, they have sent out a couple of patrol cars to look for Kacy; hopefully they find him early before the day runs out."“Yeah, I hope so too; in case they find him, just inform me about it." Even though Victor feels the principal has something to do with Kacy's disappearance, he doesn’t want to draw any conclusions and wants to consider the possibilities that the police might be able to find him.“Okay, I will." After that, she ended the call.***Later in the night,The moon hung like a silver coin in the star-sprinkled sky, casting eerie shadows over Mitchell High School. Victor stood in the cover of darkness, a silhouette draped in a pitch-black hoodie and match
Victor's heart sank as he joined in the search; his mind was clouded with worry. What could have happened to Kacy? Was he in danger?As the sun dipped lower in the sky, the search continued. The community rallied, with volunteers arriving to aid in the search.But despite the collective effort, the outcome remained unchanged—Kacy was still missing.The evening sky turned dark, casting a somber atmosphere over the school. Victor stood with a heavy heart, his eyes scanning the faces around him, searching for a glimpse of hope amidst the worry.But still, Kacy was nowhere to be seen. Victor felt this was the best time to inform the parents about their son's mission. He had told the prison not to tell the parents about Kacy being missing yet, hoping that they would find him. Victor took out his phone as he called Mrs. Turner.“Hello Victor,”“Mrs. Turner, we can’t find Kacy anywhere in the school premises of the community; we have searched everywhere for him, but he’s nowhere to be found.
***As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the sky, Victor escorted Kacy Turner to his house for their first tutoring session. The gentle hum of the car engine filled the comfortable silence between them as they drove through the tranquil streets.Upon arriving, Victor welcomed Kacy into his home, leading him to a cozy study area prepared with textbooks, notebooks, and a whiteboard. The room exuded an air of quiet focus and a welcoming atmosphere, setting the stage for their mathematics lesson. Victor had planned to take him home from school for their first lesson with his parents. He offered Kacy food and drinks and wanted him to be comfortable before they began their first lesson."Alright, Kacy, today we'll be diving into quadratic equations," Victor announced, his tone encouraging as he prepared to impart his knowledge to his student.However, as Victor began explaining the concepts and solving equations, he noticed Kacy's furrowed brow and distant
Victor nodded, returning their smiles with one of his own. "I won't let you down. Let's work together to help Kacy succeed."With a shared sense of determination and hope, they parted ways, each carrying the weight of their commitment to Kacy's future. Victor knew that this opportunity wasn't just about teaching mathematics—it was about making a profound impact on Kacy's life and completing his mission in the process.***As the day drew to a close, Victor packed up his belongings in his office at Mitchell High School. The corridors echoed with the fading sounds of students' chatter and the bustling of the school day winding down. He locked the door behind him and made his way down the hallway toward the exit.As he walked past the public staff room, Victor caught snippets of conversation from within. Two teachers were engaged in discussion, their voices hushed but audible enough for Victor to overhear."Heard about those missing students from a few years ago? It's strange, isn't it?"
Victor paused, considering Kacy's words. He wanted to delve deeper into Kacy's struggles and offer the kind of support that would make a difference. However, before he could say more, the bell signaling the end of the break rang, interrupting their conversation."Kacy, I want you to know that I'm here to help," Victor said sincerely, hoping to instill a sense of encouragement in the young boy. "Let's set up a time to talk more about this. Together, we'll find a way to make mathematics more accessible for you, okay?"Kacy nodded, offering a hesitant smile before scurrying off to his next class.Victor watched him go, a sense of determination settling within him. He knew that understanding Kacy's difficulties in mathematics would take time, patience, and a personalized approach. He was committed to making a difference in Kacy's academic journey, ensuring that no student was left behind or discouraged by the challenges they faced, and also completing his mission in the process.***Victo
The interview commenced, and Victor articulated his pedagogical philosophy with unwavering conviction. He shared anecdotes from his journey, highlighting his dedication to fostering a supportive and engaging learning environment for students. His passion for mathematics shone through as he discussed innovative teaching methods and his commitment to instilling a love for the subject.The panel members listened attentively, nodding in acknowledgment of his expertise and enthusiasm. They posed questions, and Victor responded with confidence and poise, drawing from his experiences and visions for education.One of the panel members asked curiously. “But if I may ask, you are a millionaire, right?”“Yes,” Victor answered swiftly.“Then why exactly do you want to work a job where you will hardly make up to $200,000 a year?” They wanted to know what Victor’s intentions were, whether he was in it for the money or for something else, because it was clear that he was not in it for the money.“T
As Laura returned to her cell, a sense of relief washed over her. It was a small step, but a step toward redemption. She couldn't undo the damage she had caused, but she could choose a different path moving forward.As she sat alone in her cell, a newfound sense of liberation blossomed within her. For the first time in a long while, she felt unburdened, and the weight of her vendetta lifted from her shoulders. It was a step toward inner peace, a chance to break free from the cycle of revenge that had consumed her.In that quiet moment of introspection, Laura Solace found a glimmer of hope—a hope for a future unshackled from the chains of her own past decisions. It was a tentative beginning, but a beginning nonetheless, toward a life free from the destructive pursuit of vengeance. She also intends on quitting her con lifestyle and probably living an honest life once she’s done with her sentence.***Later in the afternoon, detective Morrison got Laura’s statement from the federal priso