“Yes, you are clear,” they answered in unison. From their faces, he could tell that they wouldn’t want to cross him again.He turned to look at Anonymous and told him to meet him outside. They went out of the room and stood in front of each other.“Tell me, what do you want to talk about?” Anonymous inquired.“I want you and your men to beat them up more and then throw them somewhere on the street, and also, I will make your remaining payment now,” he stated.He took out his phone and made a transfer to the account that Anonymous had given him before. He showed him the receipt. “That’s it, so carry out the remainder of the task; just let me know when you throw them on the street,” he said.“I will; it was a pleasure doing business with you,” Anonymous replied as he shook hands with Victor.“You too, thanks for everything,” Victor said with a smile. He walked out of the warehouse with his head held high. He felt like he was on top of the world, and he had a great sense of fulfillment a
Victor knew he now had a lot on his plate and that very soon he was going to be busy working as a repairman and going to his classes during the weekend.***Meanwhile, at Premount Delivery Company, the branch that Victor worked at,Spencer and multiple men were in the men’s locker room; they were all getting ready to start the morning shift when Peter and Joseph entered the place. As soon as they entered, everyone’s attention shifted over to where they were. They had visible red marks all over their faces and bandages across multiple sides; from their looks, anyone could tell that they were beating up.“Yo man, what happened to you guys?” One of the workers asked curiously.They knew not to tell everyone about what happened to them; they felt that with time, they could eventually tell all the men that went to beat Victor with them about what had happened to them and have them stop the culture of beating workers that are doing well in the company.“We fell down the stairs. Joseph came
“Mostly because I did my research online and saw that your company has the most ratings amongst others and the highest number of repairmen that are specialized in flooring come from this company,” Victor responded.Hearing that, Hank smiled.“That’s great to hear; you did your homework,” Hank muttered.“Now the last question: are you sure you are going to be able to handle the training that comes with learning flooring because it’s not going to be an easy task and also there are no options for you to quit until you finish the two-month program?" he stated, hoping to get a good answer from Victor. With the way Victor was articulating himself and answering his questions, he was already impressed with him.“I will be able to handle it, as I promised; I have made up my mind that it’s what I want to learn, so I would appreciate guidance and help,” he replied boldly. Victor was very confident that he could do it, and besides, it’s a must that he pass the mission; he can’t forfeit the missio
But he was starting to feel lonely ever since he knew he had lost his girlfriend, because Natalie was the only person he had back then. He quickly remembered that he had made a friend who was very close to him as he picked up his cellphone on the couch next to him and called Spencer.After a few rings, Spencer answered the call.“Hey man, what’s up?” Spencer asked.“I’m doing good; how about you?” After they exchanged pleasantries, Victor told him that he had just enrolled in a flooring mentorship.“Wow, what made you want to go into flooring?” Spencer asked curiously.“It’s just that I found it fascinating, and it’s a great skill to have. You know, I don’t have any skills and have never had any; this would be the first skill I’m learning in my life. Ever since I lost my parents, life has been very hard for me; it has not been an easy journey to have to be independent and not have anyone there for me,” Victor narrated in a low tone. He has never opened this much to Spencer, but he hop
Victor asked for directions to Mitch’s office as he arrived in front of a door that had Mitch Sullivan writing on it. He knocked on the door.“Come in!” A man screamed from inside. He opened the door and went in as he saw a man sitting behind a desk at the end of the office. The office was filled with shelves and books all over the place.Mitch had brown hair and dark eyes. He was in his late 40s. He asked Victor to sit in front of him as he clasped his hands together.“What’s your name, and how may I help you?” He asked politely.“My name is Victor Garcia…” Before Victor could add to what he said, Mitch cut him off.“Ohh, Victor, nice to finally meet you,” he said as he extended a handshake as they shook each other’s hands.“So, have you attended classes today?” Mitch asked, raising an eyebrow.“Yes, I just left my last class for today,” he responded.“That’s good to hear,” Mitch said with a bright smile.“One of the lecturers told me that I need a list of all the textbooks I am supp
“Sir, I would like to speed up my mentorship program; I feel like I know all there is to know, and I would like to graduate as soon as possible,” Victor said calmly.“No, no, no, no, things are not done like that, Victor; the mentorship program is not something you can just stop anytime you feel like it; it is put on hold for two months for a reason. You might think you have seen it all, but the truth is, you haven’t seen it all. There are a lot of projects that you haven’t worked on, and I advised that you finish the mentorship program as scheduled; it’s in your best interest,” Hank advised. He understood where Victor was coming from, but he wanted Victor to see his point and understand that his mentorship was just beginning.‘I guess he is right; I can’t rush the process; I will have to chill, Victor thought. He saw the points that Hank made and knew he sounded like someone who had seen it all in flooring, and that was the last way he wanted to come across. He wanted to finish the m
Two days later,Victor was busy watching a movie in his living room. He was wearing a red robe and had his legs on the center table. He had been waiting for a call from Hank and hadn’t received any; he couldn’t wait to get his first project.His cellphone started ringing loudly on the center table. He brought down his legs and picked up the phone. The caller was Hank, and he answered the call.“Victor, I have a project for you; come down to the office as fast as you can,” Hank said."Okay, sir, I am on my way,” Victor replied as he ended the call.“Yes!” He screamed at the top of his voice as he stood up quickly. He was happy that he had finally gotten the call from Hank that he had been expecting.***Victor arrived inside Hank’s office. He saw that a man was sitting in one of the chairs in front of Hank’s desk. He sat down in the empty chair.“Great time, Victor; we have been waiting for you,” Hank said with a smile as he looked at Victor."Victor, this is Maxwell; both of you are g
***Victor and Maxwell arrived in front of a large store where they sell all kinds of materials for flooring. Maxwell would have gone to Wood Floor Experts and tried to buy the material there, but he knew most of the materials they would need wouldn’t be available there.They came down from the car and went into the store. Maxwell didn’t plan on spending too much time inside, so he parked his car in front of the store.As they got in, they went straight to the front counter, where a lady that looked like she was in her early 30s was sitting. A desktop was in front of her.“How can I help you, gentlemen?" The lady asked in a soft tone.Maxwell told her what they needed to buy as he asked her to make a list of all the things that he would be mentioning to her. The lady started making a list.“You have those marbles that have a lifespan of at least 5 years, right?” Maxwell inquired."Yes, sir, we do,” she responded. Hearing that Victor was surprised and taken aback, he thought the marble
“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