She had dark hair and was wearing a red gown. She came out of the hotel, she had similar figure with Laura but had different facial features with her. Agent Ramirez and Patel looked at the phone as they saw the dot moving out of the building. From what they could tell the tracking signal was coming from the strange lady. They were shocked as they wondered if the lady was indeed Laura as Patel asked.“Are you sure that is not Laura?”“I don’t think so, she looks nothing like her,” Ramirez answered.“Then why is the signal coming from her direction?” Patel wondered. They both focused on the tracking signal and the lady. Ramirez took pictures of her just in case. They saw her enter a random car and left. The dot followed the exact route that she followed. That was when they confirmed that the person was infact Laura.Ramirez quickly called Santos as he wanted to report what they saw to him. “Sir, something strange happened, we saw a lady that appears to be Laura, but she doesn’t look lik
Multiple thoughts started going through his mind. ‘Why does she have to change her looks? Something is definitely up; is she trying to flee the country or something?’ That’s when he realized that for her to change her entire look so suddenly, that means that she’s indeed trying to flee the country.He quickly took out his phone and called Agent Ramirez. “Listen up, Laura is trying to flee the country; her new looks are not a coincidence; she’s probably trying to leave the country with a fake passport. Make sure y’all follow her."“Oh my gosh, you are right; we are currently on her tail.""Good. Make sure to follow her to her destination and give me an update on where she’s headed." Santos ended the call as he kept his phone in his pocket.Santos was surprised that Laura was trying to outsmart them. He hoped that she wasn't trying to flee the country.Meanwhile, Agent Ramirez and Patel were still on Laura’s tail as they saw on the map that they were heading for the international airpor
With a heavy sigh, Laura relented, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know the name, but I can describe the person who arranged the passport. Tall, with a scar on the left cheek, spoke with a faint accent."Two of the border security guards exchanged a knowing glance, jotting down notes as Laura provided her description."We'll do our best to track down this person," the head of security assured her. "But for now, we need to cooperate to resolve this issue."“Don’t think you will go free; you are going to spend 2 weeks in border prison for the crime you committed; those 2 weeks can easily be extended if you don’t cooperate with us,” the head of security assured.Laura knew that she was in a hot mess, as after those two weeks she might probably get arrested by Santos and his men, who are still deported back to the US.Santos knew that they would have to wait for her to do her time in the border security prison before initiating her deportation. He asked the head of security to
*** Victor arrived back at his cubicle as he took out his phone and called Spencer. After a few rings, Spencer answered the call. “I have something to tell you.” He said it calmly. Spencer noticed that his tone was serious, which meant he wanted to talk about something important. He asked curiously. “What is it?” “I won’t be coming home for the next two weeks; I have opted to work morning and night shifts for the next two weeks." “What the hell, man!” Spencer was shocked to hear that he wanted to work almost every day for the next two weeks. “Yeah, I know how it sounds, but this is very important if I ever wanted to be sure that I would complete my mission." “Are you sure that is the right step for you to take just because you want to complete your mission? Won’t you be stressed?” “Yes, it’s going to be stressful, but I need to make this dedication if I ever want to complete this mission. I have less than two months to be able to pass the mission. I have wasted a lot of time; i
Victor started hearing footsteps from afar as he removed his ear from the door and rushed over to his cubicle.He folded his hands together as he started recounting the entire event. He was now sure that Mr. Harris was conducting some form of illegal dealing. ‘Why are people not straight-forward? I am sure he’s conducting illegal dealings, but he’s doing his best to hide everything. I can’t believe things like this always happen at every company I have worked at so far. Why is it that they are always involved in one or two illegal dealings?’ Victor thought.He was curious to get to the bottom of what was going on and the type of illegal dealings that Mr. Harris was involved in, but he had a second thought about getting into the issue. He knew he was responsible for the downfall of Wood Floor Experts and also Frankman Autos, and since working at that company was already on his record, it might create a bad record for him if he tries to get involved in the illegal dealings of the compan
“Alright then, just know that you are missing out,” she said, looking at Ramirez with a seductive look in her eyes. After that, she went to the restroom.As soon as she got in, she took out the phone she stole and dialled a number on it. After a few rings, the person picked.“Who is this?” A deep, manly voice asked on the other end."Afred, this is Laura." Afred quickly recognised her voice.“Hey! Long time, how have you been?”“I’ve not been good; I have been going through a lot. I would appreciate it if you could come through for me."“What do you need?”“Look, I am currently on a plane heading to Miami, and there is an FBI agent on the plane with me. I have no idea why he’s following me, but I think he plans on arresting me when we get to the airport. I also have a hunch that it’s not just him, that there are others that are also on my tail,” she explained.“How can I help you out in this situation?”“I don’t know; maybe you can come and pick me up at the airport, cause a distracti
They never expected the turn of events.Santos took out his phone as he called the FBI director at his branch. He told him to send troops all over Miami to look for Laura, saying that they couldn’t afford to let her escape as she had killed an agent. After he ended the call, he turned to look at Patel.“Let’s go; we will follow the direction that they took,” he and Patel said, going into the car that they came to the airport with. Santos was driving off.There was an aura of sadness in the air. “I can’t believe Laura had someone kill Ramirez."“She’s going to pay for that; we were initially going to pin her for scamming, and now she has added murdering to those charges,” Santos said with his eyes focused on the road. He was blaming himself for what happened to Ramirez; he felt if he hadn’t told Ramirez to watch over her, none of it would have happened. His drive to capture Laura has now intensified.***Laura and Afred arrived at what appeared to be an abandoned farmhouse. They came d
Suddenly Santos’s cellphone started ringing; he took it out and saw that it was the director calling.“All the exit routes have been successfully blocked by police officers and FBI agents; all the media are currently showing pictures of her face, so anyone that spots her would be able to report her."“That’s great, sir. I guess we just have to wait for her to come to us."“Yes, I will keep you updated if anything else comes up,” the director said as he ended the call.“Is that the director?” Patel asked curiously.“Yes, he just informed me that all the exits out of the city have been closed."“Good, she will have no choice but to surrender or get captured."***About an hour later, Afred and Laura were sitting on the ground at the back of the barn when they started hearing loud helicopter sounds heading towards them. “That must be him." Laura got up from the ground as she saw the helicopter closing in on her.The helicopter landed a few meters away from them as the pilot turned off th
“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