Sandro made his way through the dimly lit street, his eyes scanning the place to make sure Wang Jian's men weren't around. It only took him a few minutes to exit the rural area and arrive in a bustling area filled with people. Sandro was able to blend in with the people around because he was clad in an attire that was similar to theirs. A hat was also covering the top half of his face so it was almost impossible for anyone to recognize him.He walked through the bustling area with his head down and his hands tucked in his pockets. He walked for several minutes until he finally raised his head and spotted a shop by his right hand side. The goods that were sold in their shop were phones and phone accessories like chargers and headsets. Sandro wasn't interested in what they were selling. The shop had electricity... That's all he wanted right now. He swiftly made his way towards the shop and stepped inside."Welcome to Kang Accessories. How may I help you?" A bald headed man with a must

Sandro walked down the dimly lit street, making his way back to Mei's apartment. The hat was still worn on his head to prevent the people walking around from recognizing him. A few moments later he arrived at the area and swiftly made his way towards the small apartment.Arriving there, he saw Mei standing outside with a worrisome expression on her face. When she caught sight of him her eyes widened slightly, and a relieved expression appeared on her face."You were right, Mei. I shouldn't have left." Sandro stated while panting heavily as they both walked into the small living room."What happened, Sandro? And whose gun is that?" Mei inquired."Oh, this...I took it with me just in case. it belongs to that psychopath's comrade." Sandro informed. "Wang Jian? You saw him?" Mei blurted out in shock."No, I didn't see the leader. It was his boys who attacked me. I beat the living shit out of them and got one of their guns just in case. And don't worry, I wasn't followed." Sandro bellowed

A high pitched screeching sound echoed as the train slowed down as the train was approaching the station , and when it finally arrived a whooshing sound was heard as it released compressed air. A few moments after it stopped moving, the door slid open and the passengers began to step outside and head to their destination.Scott also stepped out of the train with his hands tucked in his pocket, and beside him was Nurse Angela. They both glanced around the place they had just arrived in."Where the hell is this?" Angela asked with a slight look of puzzle."Chicago." Scott replied after recognizing the area. "I've been here once for a business meeting. There's also an airport close by, the O'Hare international Airport. ORD for short. I'll book a flight for you and it'll take you straight to Italy where my people would be waiting to receive you." Scott added."We are finally far away from Alcatraz. It'll be impossible for them to find us here." Angela sighed in relief."Before you book th

"Because it's also been a week since we last spoke." Scott bellowed with a tensed look etched on his face."That's weird. I literally thought you two were communicating all this while and you told him not to discuss with any of us to make sure things went smoothly. I seriously had no idea." Sullivan blurted out.Scott sat there in silence without uttering a word, and his head filled with thoughts.What could have happened to Sandro?Scott sent him to Hong Kong to speak to Zhang Yang and ask him to send some men to get him out of the prison. But after that night Sandro hasn't been answering calls or returning his texts.Something definitely happened to him.But what?Could it be that Zhang Yang and the Chinese empire lied? Did they turn against him? Scott did their boss, Cheng... could it be that Zhang Yang only lied about Scott being the new head? He only said that to lure him into Hong Kong so the whole empire could destroy him? But instead it was Sandro who fell into the trap.Sever

Scott paced back and forth in the room, his fingers rubbing his chin, and a troubled expression etched on his face. He pondered Internally on what his next move should be. Should he just surrender like a coward? Or should he fight?"These past few months all I've been doing is running, hiding, surrendering.. not anymore. It's finally time they get a glimpse of what I'm capable of." Scott mused as he began to dial the number of Sullivan.In less than a second, the call was answered."Boss." Sullivan's voice sounded over the phone."I told you I'd call you later if I needed your help, eh?" Scott stated."Yes, boss. I recall. What do you need me to do?" Sullivan asked."I want you to send 50 armed men to Chicago. Make sure they arrive in a plane because we'll also be flying to Hong Kong once they arrive." Scott ordered. "50 men? Is there like a war or something?" Sullivan blurted. "If it's a war you should request for 200 or 500 men instead." He added."Just send the most skilled and ex