Gray is walking with two cups of coffee and as soon as he gets to the building, Alice is waiting for him. She greets him with a bow, and they start to walk down the path. They want to have a conversation all by themselves, so they have chosen to walk by the road. “You have found out who is behind the attack?” “Mister McFerrin.” She answers. “He has a string of failed companies and he was trying to take his anger out on you. He thought that I was a soft link, so he decided to send people after me, so I taught them a bitter lesson.” Gray smirks. Of course he trained her very well. She might look like an easy link, but she is very lethal. “What do you think we should do to him, sir?” She looks at Gray. “Should we send some boys after him? Surely he should be taught some lessons so that he won't ever try to come against us ever again.” Gray laughs. He loves her yearn for revenge, but this is not the right time. “Not now, Alice. I agree, it's a good suggestion, but don't we have

The president is in his residence with his legs being massaged by some beautiful ladies. He has invited the generals and all the officials working with him for a meeting, but he is so unprofessional that he doesn't even bother to get properly dressed and move to his office. He is sitting by the pool, his potbelly is on exposure, and the beautiful ladies massage him. He has a cigarette in his mouth, and he doesn't look anything like the president of a prestigious country is supposed to behave. “Can you believe that fool was given the highest honour at the world union dinner?!” He snorts. “That was supposed to belong to me! I am the most powerful man in the country, and they should have respected that!* The officials and the generals looks at each other. They know that this man is not a leader, but a tyrant, yet they are too scared to stand up against him. Instead, they even massage his ego. They know that the one who licks his ass the best will get the highest honor. “Sir, we s

All of them looked at each other in fear. Did the Mars just ask them to take off their clothes? “Please, Mister Mars, have mercy on us, and don't ask us to do that.” The president begs. “Many of the paparazzi sometimes send drones over the building, and we will be caught naked. Please, I will give you all the money that you want.” The Mars scoffs. This stupid man thinks that this is about money? He walks to the door, it's a touchpad door that needs to be opened to get back into the main house, from the pool. The Mars makes sure that it's locked, then he takes out a gun and shoots at it, so that they won't be able to open it. The Mars now turns the gun to them. “Now, listen to me and listen very well. I have five bullets left in this gun, and the last five people who are too slow to obey me will be rolled out of this place in body bags, so think fast if you want to see your family again.” They take off their clothes immediately, they don't even want to take the chance. They are

Mateo finds Gray, he is not that hard to find. He is mowing the grass around the house – he is working for the anonymous trillionaire, like the errand boy that he is. Mateo gets out of his car and walks towards him. He tosses his half burnt cigarette on the freshly cut grass, as he walks to Gray. Gray sees him, and he turns off the machine and also stands straight. He wonders what Mateo wants this time around. “Hello, Mister Mateo.” “Your wife isn't in the house?” He points. “She is. She is sleeping, is there a problem?” Mateo takes off his glasses. “You know what? Yes, there is a problem. I just didn't want your wife to be here when I hit you in your stupid face!” “Excuse me?” Gray laughs with bewilderment. “That stupid address you gave me,” Mateo grunts. “It wasn't the address of the Mars, it was set up by you, and you punched me in my face and knocked me out before taking me to the Mars…” Gray starts to laugh immediately when he is done with his words. “Mister Mateo, I d

Mateo looks down with a stiff feeling in his chest. Is this the work of God? Does this mean that God wants him to kill the Mars?! Yes! This is the confirmation that he needs! The president takes this to be fear and he shakes his head. “Don't tell me that I am mistaken, Mister de Nicola. I really thought that you are the person for this job. Are you thinking of getting your father's approval before you take up this job?” Mateo exhales. “Mister president, with due respect, I am a grown married man, and my father is not my boss. I agree with you, the Mars needs to be brought to book, and not even my father can stop that.” The president smiles, he needs someone with this level of hate. That kind of hate would drive him hard enough to get the job done. “Now I am sure that I have gotten a real man to handle the job.” He nods. “Everyone else has been so scared that some of them turned white as soon as I even suggested that the Mars needs to die. What's the fear about? He is an arrogan