“Really? Anderson?” Weston glances at him. “You're here to beg for money? How much do you need? I'm a billionaire, so just say the word and I'll deliver the money at your feet.”For some seconds the girl doesn't understand what's happening. Then she sees the smirk on Weston's face. Her face reddens in embarrassment and she walks off.“You're not getting paid this month, get that at the back of your head,” she says as she starts to go.“That's if he's here by the end of the month.” After she leaves, the two start to laugh. “I bet you're famished, let's go to my house.”“I'm not.”“You think I'm inviting you to my house just so you can eat? I've got…” Anderson looks around and lowers his voice, “Real stuff.” “You…” Weston's eyes widen. “No. I don't do drugs. Not yet.” He takes off his apron and drops it on a chair around. “Will your boss be okay with that?” “This is probably going

“Okay…actually…” Anderson clears his throat, his back still turned on Weston. “I want to build my wealth myself.” “Really?” “Yeah. I want to be proud that I'm the one who built my wealth myself,” Anderson lies. “That sounds like a good idea.” Anderson chuckles. “You could be my business partner when I finally achieve my dream. Um…Landon, you still remember the guy?” Cunningly, Anderson changes the topic. He glances at Weston. If there's anything that scares the shit out of him, it's losing Weston. Okay, that sounds cheesy but it's actually not. Anytime he remembers all the things Weston experienced as a kid in the name of some damn training, Anderson still can't help the shiver he feels. How can a father make a dead body lie beside his eight year old son in the middle of the night? What sort of damn training is that? How could a father shoot his twelve-year-old son?! In the

“Weston, can you please drop the gun?” Weston's sister asks gently. “I already told you I'm not ready to drop it.” “Well…um…you're here to talk to us about something?” “Yeah. The next time you try that shit you did today, I'm not going to sit around and let it slide.” “In that regard, can you tell us who abducted the chairman's son?” Weston's sister asks with a smile. A smile that looks a lot genuine. “Weston.” She walks closer to him, the smile still on her face. “Have I ever told you how much you mean to me?” Weston swallows hard. His damn self wants to believe her even though he knows she's lying. Even though he knows she's saying all those without meaning a single word of it. Just…just how can she be like this? “When mom gave birth to you, I was the one who took care of you while she slept.” Weston bites hard on his lips. She's lying again. Pilling lies upon lies. Weston

“If you're one of the Achievers, start to inform your families that you're going to die soon,” a guy says as soon as Coben leaves with his escorts. “You could call your parents and inform them about how much you love them,” another guy says.“Or call your girlfriends and propose to them before the end of today. I mean, you should at least get married before you die,” another guy mocks.At a corner of the cafeteria, an argument between an Achiever and one guy from the Big Boys is going on.“Hey, twat, were you the one who visited Coben that night? What did you give him to make him go crazy?” The guy from the Big Boys mocks.“If you don't get the fuck out of my face, you're the next going down.”“Are you kidding me? We all know you guys are cowards. Tell me now if you're sure you guys were the ones who made Coben crazy that night,” the guy from the Big Boys says.All of a sudden, there is silence in the cafeteria, all hea

“Ye…yes, sir,” the guy who finds his voice replies Santiago. Santiago looks around the circle again. He gives the belt to another guy. This time, the guy doesn't waste any time. He gets on the floor and strangulates one of the guys on the ground to death. The guy's body is shivering by the time he's done.Santiago pats the guy's back. “How does it feel to kill someone?” The guy tries to talk but it's impossible. All parts of his body are shivering. His eyes are moist like he's going to cry soon.Santiago smiles at the guy. “Don't worry, you'll get used to it soon.” He collects the belt from the guy and gives it to another guy. The guy also strangulates the other guy with the belt. The whole room is damn quiet at the end of the stuff. Santiago is the only one in the room who looks like nothing just happened. “Who's got a cigarette there?” Santiago asks.The commander quickly hands a packe