Novels by timbod135

Liam's POVThe sound of sirens was getting louder but I stood in the middle of the mess, breathing in all the fumes of our strife and waiting patiently. My body still felt shaky after the gunfight, but the rush of energy was fading. I felt tired now. Really tired. Locke, Sarah, and Hans had left in the van, taking the kids to a safe place. I was all alone, just standing and waiting.The first police car stopped quickly with its lights shining through the night. Two more cars arrived right after. Police officers jumped out with their guns up and ready.“Stop right there! Hands up!” one of them shouted.I slowly raised my hands, showing them I had nothing to hide and I turned to face them. “My name is Liam Carter. There’s been something really bad going on here.”The officer who spoke walked toward me carefully. “We got calls about explosions and gunshots. What happened here, kid?”“It was William Blackwood,” I said, trying to sound calm. “He’s behind an illegal business. He’s been s

Liam's POV“Drop your weapons! Now! Hands where we can see them!”The loud shouts cut through the air.Hans looked at me. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but we both knew—this was the end. No way out.“Do it, Liam,” he said quietly. “No point in dying for nothing.”My hands were shaking as I slowly put the gun down. It made a loud sound when it hit the concrete floor. Hans did the same, moving carefully.“Alright, slowly,” one of Blackwood’s men said. He was big, with a thick neck. “Turn around. Hands behind your head.”We turned and faced the wall. The rough bricks touched my forehead. I could feel many eyes watching us from behind. We were caught. Blackwood had won.I heard the sound of handcuffs. I waited, scared, for them to lock around my wrists.Then everything exploded.A huge blast shook the building. I was thrown to the floor. Bricks and dust flew everywhere. My ears were ringing, and my head felt dizzy.Confusion followed.There were screams, shouts, and the sound of g

Liam's POVWe pulled the unconscious man into a small hidden space so no one would see him, then we kept going.We found a quiet spot to talk to Sarah using our radios.“Sarah, we stopped a lab worker who almost called for help. No new info yet,” I said.“Got it. Be extra careful. I see more guards moving around your area,” Sarah replied.A cold fear hit me. Did they know we’re here?“Hans, we need to leave. This is getting too dangerous.” I said.“Not yet. We still haven’t found what we came for.” he replied.“And what is that, Hans? Proof that Blackwood is evil? We already have it! We need to go now, while we can!” I said angrily.“We’re looking for answers, Liam. We need to know why they’re doing this. What happened to Mason. I feel like we’re close to finding out,” Hans said, sounding sure.Before I could argue more, he pulled me deeper into the building.We walked down another hallway. It was colder, and the chemical smell was stronger. We passed more labs. Each one looked worse

Liam's POVI held the Beretta tightly, but the cold metal didn’t help my sweaty hands feel better. This wasn’t my normal life.I was used to working with numbers, reading reports, maybe getting pizza at night – not sneaking into what might be a Blackwood hideout, pretending to be a soldier.“This is crazy, Hans,” I whispered. “I should be home in my apartment, going over the Walker Foundation’s papers. Not doing this…”“Not risking your life to stop criminals?” Hans answered, his voice sharp and serious. He moved like a shadow, focused on the mission. “This isn’t about your papers, Liam. This is about doing what’s right. It’s about those kids... and Mason.”“He got to you, didn’t he? Your old cop habits kicked in. I didn’t have a choice,” I said.I gave Hans a hard look, but deep down I knew he was right. Mason Wells had become the reason we were doing this. His empty look still haunted me. It reminded me how evil the Blackwoods really were.My earpiece crackled.“Liam, Hans, you’re c

Ryan's POVI couldn’t sit still. I felt nervous, angry, and scared all at once. Silas Scratch. Just hearing his name made me feel sick. He was blackmailing me. He had found out a terrible secret about my father—and now he was using it against me.I walked back and forth in my living room. The soft carpet didn’t help calm me down. I had been so careful when I planned that meeting with Liam. It was supposed to help me reveal what my father had done wrong. But Silas had somehow found out.I stopped walking and grabbed the closest thing—a crystal ball. I wanted to throw it across the room. But I didn’t. I didn’t want to deal with the mess.Just then, the intercom buzzed.“Sir, Silas Scratch is here to see you,” said Johnson, my butler. His voice sounded strange, like he was disgusted. Or maybe he felt sorry for me. Either way, it made me even angrier.“Let him in,” I said sharply.I stood still, waiting.The door opened, and Silas walked in slowly, smiling like he owned the place. His eye

Liam's POV“Put him on the line,” I said, trying to sound calm even though I wasn’t.“Liam! You won’t believe this!” Hans shouted through the speaker, his voice full of excitement.“Believe what, Hans? Calm down. I’m not in the mood for drama.” I rubbed my hand through my hair.“I got a text. An anonymous one. And it’s huge. It’s about the Blackwoods.”“The Blackwoods? What about them?” I asked, tired.“The text says something about a Blackwood safehouse. They might be doing something illegal there. It’s hard to understand, but it sounds serious.”My stomach tightened. “Illegal? Like what? And how do we know the message is real? It could be a trap. We've been fooled before.”“I know, but listen! The text mentions a codename we saw in the files Ryan gave us. We thought it meant nothing. But now, it could be the key.”“A codename isn’t proof. Who sent the message, Hans? Do we know?”“No, that’s the thing. The number can’t be traced—not with what I have right now. But I have a feeling a