"Blrrinng!" The morning alarm sang a continuous din until little Daniel punched it mute for the fourth time."You sure know that it will ring again in five minutes right? Unless you turn it off completely." Rachel's voice called from a distance. It seemed like she was in the living room as her voice echoed past the walls into the room.Then, her footsteps started to approach and in a few seconds, she was standing by the door."And you can't do that if you don't get out of bed." She said to the little boy who groaned in reluctance as he struggled to defeat the rampant desire for more sleep."Yes yes. There you go." She encouraged. "Oh! Mr Henshaw! You're awake too.""Couldn't outsleep the blaring noise." Hermes replied as he stared wearingly at the elegantly dressed lady. "You look too classy for an early morning.""It's not really classic for a weekday. Duty calls." She replied in blushes. "Trust you had a good night sleep?""Hmm..." Hermes nodded. "I did"."Good!" She disappeared aga

The two men set to work in Danny's mysterious underground enterprise. It belonged to his boss, or as they called him, "The King of the Street."A man whose face was known to none but few. He was involved in all sorts of crimes save for national crime, and only because the predators ruled the country in that aspect. The predators were everything dreadful in Twillightoria. They ruled the world of crime, and they had links with the men in power. Anyone they protected was safe, but anyone they stood against would face the entire opposite of everything safety meant.The law could not hold them down, neither could the people defy them. The government were in league with them, and their allies spread far and wide, within and away from Twillightoria.Which was why they hated Crescent, the only street in Twillightoria that could stand against their unrivalled authority. Every town and hood that surrounded Crescent shared the same defiance as them, and they all stood together against the world

"Which floor are you heading to, sir?" Swiss requested of Hermes who didn't seem to have a ready made answer.He was just standing there, still and uncompromised. With his intentions unknown to them and his identity obscure, he surveyed his surroundings carefully.Of Haisley's two bodyguards, one was standing directly behind him, only inches taller than Hermes. The other one was at the farther side, and Swiss was in front of him. This put Haisley in the centre of them all, just beside Hermes.When the answer did not come, Swiss pressed a button. "I'm sorry sir but you'll have to take the flight back when we're off".Still no reply, and this infuriated Swiss while Haisley became cautious. She turned her eyes at him again. Besides those dark pair of glasses and those bushy beard and moustache, the figure was certainly familiar.Before long, they had reached the highest floor, and the doors of the lift seperated. As they came out of the elevator, Hermes attempted to step out with them.

He stood with his back to the door. He could hear the bangs and jolts as those outside tried fervently to break in after him. But no matter how much they tried, he knew there was no going through that door without opening it. It was a highly secured and essentially special structure, a masterclass like every other thing in that suite, or in most parts of the restaurant to be honest. Hermes could recognize the quality of the glass walls that stood at his two sides. It would have cost some fortune to get all those things together.The beauty of the little passage that folded out before him. The look of the shiny grounds, the compact nature of the elegant upper walls that lay over his head. It was all remarkable, too remarkable for a food company.And of course, they had security cameras carefully attached to them."Jammed!" Dan informed him through the earphone."Got it." He replied, staring at the elevated devices as they all stopped to beep their usual red colour in unsion.Then the

"I had a deal with Dan. You are making a mistake." Hermes was at a loss, but kept his cool. The ear piece seemed to have suddenly stopped functioning and he had no way to speak with Dan directly.There was no sense in their words, because Dan had firmly promised to help Hermes locate his mother. In return, Hermes would help him take revenge on the Bradburys for how they terrorized his childhood. Dan was not someone who would break a person's trust in him so cheaply without a solid reason. Something must be awfully wrong, either these people were gravely misinformed or they were lying jerks themselves."Well, that deal is over now, sweetheart" said Tracy, a gum hanging between her lips "It ended the second you walked through that door. It means you don't trust Danny, or anyone of us at that. We can't trust you neither."They were not wrong, Hermes had a hard time trusting anyone of them. But it wasn't exactly his fault, was it? He searched around the faces of his companions, one after