***Later in the afternoon, Victor was heading to the men’s restroom, and as he was about to enter, he heard his name from inside as he stopped at the door to see what was going on inside. “I told you I never liked that man; I mean, he doesn’t care about any of us. I am not saying what Triston did was good, but he was trying to make a name for himself with everything that he did, but someone like Victor, who’s rich and has a company, would never understand that." A deeply manly voice spoke with a lot of anger.“You are right, and Mr. Frankman had to force us to do a welcome party for him, someone who is a snitch. I can’t even believe how Mr. Frankman employed him or why he likes him so much,” another man replied.“Maybe they were friends before he employed him; I don’t know, but I detest Victor Garcia so much; he thinks he could just walk back into the company and be cool with everyone, knowing that he is backstabbing snitch,” a third man added.Victor was tired of hearing all that th
“Which means someone is stalking you? Do you have any idea who might be stalking you?” Spencer asked curiously. He felt that since someone was stalking Victor, he might have an idea of who it might be since he has been going through a lot at Frankman Motor Company for a while now.Reflecting on that question, Victor placed one hand under his chin as he started to ponder if there was possibly anybody who must have been stalking him. ‘Who could it be? Could it be Triston who is sending someone else to follow me around? But since the police are now keeping a close eye on him and Mark wouldn’t have been able to pull something like this off?’ Victor was clueless as to who might be stalking him, as no one came to mind.“I have no idea who might be stalking me, but how do I find that out?” He wanted to see if Spencer would have any suggestions for him.“You will have to hire a private investigator, someone who can also be stalking you, and find out who is stalking you; that will be your best
***Victor was sitting across from Frankman in his office. Frankman stopped what he was doing on his laptop as he looked at him.“How can I help you, Victor?” He asked curiously.On his way to Frankman’s office, he has been thinking of an excuse that he could use to get a pass from Frankman, but nothing serious is coming to mind.“Something very urgent came up at my apartment building; I need to head there for like an hour or two; I will be back,” Victor answered.“Oh, is it extremely urgent?” Frankman asked curiously; he wanted to grasp the situation before he decided whether to give him the pass.“Yes, it is,”Frankman stroked his chin as he said. “You can go then, but make sure you don’t spend up to two hours, yes, and hurry back to the office."Hearing that he gave him the pass, Victor smiled as he stood up. "Okay, sir, thanks a lot." Victor was glad that, even though he didn’t have a solid excuse, he still got the pass.***Victor arrived at the address that Claudia sent to him;
“Wait, you sound like you have proof that Frankman does illegal dealings or something; do you know something about the illegal dealings?” Santos asked curiously. He felt that since Victor was Frankman’s highest salesman since Triston was arrested, it must mean that Victor knew something about the illegal dealings or whether Victor was working side by side with Frankman on the illegal dealings, so he didn’t expect for Victor to tell him that he knew something about the illegal dealings, but from the way Victor sounded, he felt that there was a slight chance that Victor was not involved because he had gone through the case file of Triston and Mark and realized that Victor was the one that reported Triston’s illegal dealings to Frankman. So, he was willing to take the risk to get answers from Victor in person. “I do, but before we talk about that, you have to tell me the exact reason you have been following me around,” Victor responded. Victor wanted to be sure of the exact reason why Sa
Santos got up from the chair. “Although this wasn’t planned, I am glad I got to have this conversation with you. I will talk to my superiors about what we discussed here and get back to you,” he said with a smirk.“Okay, I will be looking forward to cooperating with you,” Victor replied as he stood up. They exchanged contact as he escorted Santos out of the room and thanked Claudia for a job well done.***Later in the night,Victor was laying in his bed about to go to sleep when his cellphone started ringing loudly on the bedside stand. He picked it up and saw that it was Agent Santos calling. He answered the call.“Hey, my superior wants you to sign a deal of confidentiality with us; the deal also gave you one month to quit, so you have enough time to gather yourself and quit. It also comes with witness protection; we are not going to disclose that you were the one that helped us with our investigation. You are also getting a compensation of $50,000." Santos was excited to inform Vi
“Oh, so, how do I get in touch with Victor Garcia? Can you give me his contact details?” She asked curiously. Spencer took out a card from his drawer and handed it to her. “That’s his detail,” he answered. “Thanks a lot; I will get going now,” she said with a bright smile as she got up from the chair. “Also, thanks for honoring my appointment,” she added as he went out of his office. ‘Why in the world would Hank’s wife want to merge with our company? This is crazy; I am certain Victor won’t pay him any mind, but I will have to inform Victor about it, Spencer thought. *** Later in the night, Victor and Spencer were having dinner in the kitchen diner. Spencer remembered the encounter he had with Vanessa Maxwell at his office. “Oh my gosh, you would not believe who made an appointment with me earlier today!” “Who is it?” Victor was curious to know. Spencer always gives him reports of the encounters he gets at the office, but this time was different because he knew Victor would be
***The following morning, Victor was getting ready to go to work when his phone started ringing loudly on the bed. He picked it up and saw that it was an unknown caller. He wondered who it could be as he answered the call.“Who is it?” He asked politely.“Sorry, am I unto Mr. Victor Garcia?” A feminine voice inquired on the other end.“Yes,”“Oh good, I am Vanessa Maxwell, and I would like to set up some sort of meeting with you." Hearing that it was Vanessa Maxwell, Victor quickly knew that it was Hank’s widow; he had been expecting a call from her.“Okay, Spencer told me about you. I am currently heading out for work; why don’t we meet at a restaurant later for dinner and then get to talk?”“Sounds good. Would you like me to make the reservations?” Victor told her that he would make the reservations and send her the location; after that, he ended the call.‘This is great; I will get to speak with her tonight and know what her intentions are. I am sure there’s an ulterior motive beh
“Alright, I will take some time to consider the offer and get back to you on what I decide,” he said calmly.“Okay, thanks a lot. I will send the official proposal documents to Spencer’s office tomorrow; you can read all the terms,” she replied.“Cool,” he muttered.‘What exactly is her angle here? Why is she so desperate? Is the company going bankrupt? Could it be something else? Does she have an idea that I might be the one who killed her husband? I don’t know what it is, but I am never going to merge with her; it’s a sick idea’ Victor thought.***Victor got back home when he saw that Spencer was watching a movie. He sat next to Spencer as Spencer stopped the movie.Spencer was aware that he went to have dinner with Vanessa, as he asked curiously. “So, how did the dinner meeting go?”“Mehn, after hearing her offer, I couldn’t accept it; even though it sounds great on paper, I have a bad feeling about it and couldn’t bring myself to accept it."“Did you tell her that you couldn’t ac
“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