***The rhythmic thud of the helicopter blades echoed over the Cuban coastline as Santos and his elite team descended upon the designated landing zone. Two sleek helicopters, painted matte black, touched down on the sandy terrain with practiced precision. Santos led the team, his steely gaze scanning the surroundings for any sign of Laura.As the team disembarked from the helicopters, their tactical gear clinking softly, Santos's sharp eyes caught a distant flicker against the vibrant Cuban backdrop. A smoke cloud rose into the sky in the distance, rising from the charred remains of a helicopter wreck. His jaw tightened, a subtle indication of concern."Spread out, eyes sharp," Santos commanded, his voice low but commanding.The team fanned out, moving swiftly and methodically towards the smouldering wreckage. The acrid scent of burnt metal hung in the air, mingling with the tropical scents of the island. As they reached the site, Santos's keen instincts confirmed his suspicions.He w
Santos and his team arrived at the location on the map as they raided the house and saw the old lady. They asked her where Laura was, and she pointed them to her room as Santos and two men burst into the room.Laura woke up to the loud noise that she was hearing. She looked in front of her and saw Santos and two other men standing in front of her. Her eyes were immediately filled with regrets; she never expected to see them in front of her. She cleaned her eyes and looked at them to be sure that she was dreaming, but they were still in front of her.“You are not dreaming, Laura; you are under arrest for cunning multiple people out of their money and the murder of special agent Ramirez,” Santos said in a rumbling tone as he pointed to Patel to go and put her in cuffs. Santos was filled with joy that they were able to arrest her without any fuss. Laura has been a pain in the neck for him.They took her out of the house on their chopper as they flew, heading straight to Miami. On their w
Santos placed a laptop on the table, while Patel placed a blue file next to it. “Now go ahead and tell us that you stole a total of $2,000,000 from Victor Garcia’s bank account, here at the receipt and time that you stole it." Patel took out a bank receipt that showed the amount of money that was used to buy crypto and time. He also took out a picture of Victor and her in a restaurant that night with a time stamp and placed it in front of her.“I hope with all this in front of you, you won’t try anything stupid as to try to deny you were the one that stole Victor’s money,” Santos said coldly, gazing into her eyes.Laura had no idea what she was to do in this situation, as all the evidence pointed towards her. “Before I forget, I also have the recording of you trying to bribe us back at the coffee shop in Qatar." Patel took out his phone and placed it on the table as he placed a recording.Laura heard her voice when she was telling them that she would send Victor’s money back to them a
***Two days later, at the FBI headquarters,Santos was sitting down behind his table, focused on his laptop, when a loud knock came from his office door. “Come in!”A man who was wearing a black-on-black suit entered the office with a small brown box in his hand. He was also an FBI agent; he ambled over to Santos’s desk and dropped the box, telling him that the package came in for him earlier today. After that, he left the office.Santos looked at the box, wondering what was inside, as he opened it up and saw a cellphone wrapped in a bobble wrap. He read the note inside and realized that it was Laura’s cellphone.“This is great; the phone is finally here,” he mumbled as he got up from his seat with the phone in his hand. As he was about to come out of his desk, his landline phone started ringing loudly.He answered the call. “Agent Santos, three complaints came in today concerning the Laura Solace case." A feminine voice spoke on the other end of the call.“What are the complaints ab
Santos arrived in his office, sat down, and called Victor. After a few rings, Victor answered the call. “Have you seen the money that Laura sent to you?”“Yes, I got the notification a few moments ago. I have been trying to call you since then, but your phone wasn’t going through."“Yeah, that’s because I was still in the interrogation room with her; there’s no network in there."“Okay, thanks a lot for helping me get my money back; this means a lot to me." Victor was happy and grateful that he got his money back.“You are welcome,”“So what are you going to do next with her?” Victor was curious to know if they were going to prosecute her as soon as possible.“It’s a lot, but I want her to pay all the people she stole from the past before we present her to the court."“That’s good to hear. Keep up the good work, man."“Of course,”“Talk to you some other time,” Santos said as he ended the call.***A couple of days later, at Magtoz Trucking Company.The atmosphere in the room buzzed w
accountable. All these things they are doing are bad and keep ruining their reputation,’ he thought.***The following morning,Victor got back home from his night shift tired; he had taken the day off for today. That’s why he was able to come back home. He has been spending most of the time at the company because of the two shifts that he was working. But since he had completed his mission 50% of the time, he felt it was only right for him to take the day off.He laid down on the couch as he groaned from tiredness. Suddenly Spencer entered the living room; he was wearing a blue senator suit. He was surprised to see that Victor was home as he sat on the couch opposite Victor.“I can’t believe you came home,” Spencer said with a warm smile. Victor turned to look at him with a tired look on his face. “Yeah, now that I made the most deliveries in one month, my mission is 50% complete; it’s only right that I take today off."“That’s good to hear, man. I am glad you are looking after yours
He went to Santos’s office to express his gratitude for everything that Santos has done for him throughout the case and for recovering his stolen money.***About a month later, at Magtoz Trucking Company,The air was filled with bliss and anticipation. All the workers at the company were in a large hall that had a podium in front of it. The employee of the month was about to be announced.Although Victor was nervous, he was still very confident that he was going to be the one to win employee of the month. This was the final moment for him to decide whether he would pass his mission or not.Mr. Harris began. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome! Today, we gather to honor the exemplary efforts of our employees. We value dedication and hard work. And today, we acknowledge one individual whose exceptional commitment has made him the employee of the month. He has made the most deliveries in the trucking company yet again.”“Let’s all welcome, Victor Garcia!”The room erupted into applause as Vi
***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
“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