“Zack?” called Ten with a furrowed brow and held fire. “This envelope must be handed over to Mr. Wyatt immediately! Otherwise, the terror will repeat itself like it did a few years ago!” Zack shouted, startling Ten. Nine, who was the sniper on the high ground, looked around. However, he noticed something odd as a group of people came out from near the lake and left on a motorboat just as the sun was beginning to show its rays. Dawn had broken, and the dimly lit area would shine brightly in 10 minutes. “Ten, I saw movement near the lake. There was a group of men dressed in black crossing the lake using a motorboat. Other than that, there's something strange. Where are Cade and the others? Why did only Zack shows up? Where are Jessica's parents?” asked Nine over the radio link after he confirmed his vision through the binoculars. “Zack! Where are the others?” asked Ten with a long-barreled rifle, aiming at Zack's figure, since his friend had come out alone and looking disheveled. “

Amara and Reno's eyes widened instantly. There was a clear look of fear on both of their faces. The four people guarding the place immediately formed a circle around them. Amara cried, unprepared for her death. She closed her eyes tightly and hoped that the sharp bullets from the guns would not hurt her body. Reno, meanwhile, stared at the four black-clad men intently with bated breath. He continued to moan as he tried to untie his wrists and legs so he could save Amara. As Jackson stepped out of the door, accompanied by one of the Pale members, suddenly .... “Smoke! Smoke!” someone shouted from outside the door. Reno immediately turned his head and saw a puff of white smoke beside the room where he was kept. “We're under attack! Secure Mr. Jackson!” shouted the man accompanying Jackson while covering his nose. Jackson looked panicked as he waved his hands so that the thick smoke that enveloped the room could be penetrated. He then covered his nose with hand. However, just as he

Moreno Sanchez residence. Rowbon city's border with Vertiland. The fat man was captured by Riddick's men. The man's eyes were wide open in shock when he saw that the two people he had kidnapped had survived. His breathing was ragged with his mouth sealed with black duct tape.SRETT! "Arghh! Arghh! F*ck!" he shouted angrily as his mustache was ripped off by the rough tugging of Riddick's men. "That's nothing compared to what you did to us, Moreno!" shouted Marcel angrily while pointing."What do you want? Don't you realize that I'm friends with Riddick and the rest of The Big 10, ha?" the man asked, glaring. "However, you are not friends with Mr. Ayhner Rodriguez. That's very suspicious, fatso," Alexa taunted with two hands on her waist.The men in the room chose to remain silent. Alexa was trusted to conduct the interrogation session even though she physically assaulted the men to get them to talk. "I am free to choose to do business with anyone! Only Ayhner is unlucky enough to d

Mrs. Kaye looked tense as she held the tablet with the touchscreen buttons ready to play the recording. The elderly woman with her hair rolled up at the back and pinned up with an accessory like a hairpin, finally pointed her index finger and pressed the button. Mrs. Kaye looked serious and focused on listening to every detail of the interrogation.His breath began to catch. Her eyes were focused on Samantha's movements, which were very different from her character. The old woman covered her mouth with one hand as she heard the confession of her daughter-in-law, who had killed her beloved husband for lying. As Mrs. Kaye closed her eyes with tears falling, she suddenly seemed to be startled and looked at Alexa and her friends intently. “Wa-wait first. T-this is... Ja-Jacob is Wyatt Rodriguez?” she asked with such a pale face that she stammered. She confirmed her vision again by staring at the figure of the man who had spoken to Samantha and the members of The Big 10 during the interr

In a classic-style room, a chandelier looks stunning as beautiful light emanates from the lamps surrounding the copper stems. Wallpaper with a brownish hue covers the old walls of the house for a charming look.But beneath the beauty was a man wearing a black suit over a black t-shirt with a skull-like pirate logo on the chest. He was wearing long jeans and sports shoes. He took off the scarf covering his slender neck and threw the cloth on the sofa.The tense faces of the black-clad men in the four corners of the room were clearly visible. The coma-style brunette was angry for some reason, after getting a phone call from who-knows-what. The man with the thin mustache and stern face was breathing hard. There was a snake head tattoo on his lower neck that was believed to reach his chest even though it was covered by his black T-shirt.Glass shards from the glasses littered the floor. The picture of the Big 10 members on the wall was torn, hit by the glass. As the man was overcome with