"I always knew David had a sister, but I never knew she had such a cute voice." Frank responded with a calm demeanor for the first time. It seemed that this would go well afterall. "Thank you, Frank. Actually, I called because...""Is this the way you sounded beneath Adrian Blood?" She was interrupted before she could make a front."Excuse me?""Come on, Teresa. I may be hearing your voice for the first time, but I am well familiar with the shape of the breasts. I watch that video every night before going to sleep and every morning when I wake up."Teresa Williams was lost for the next words to say. When she found David's face, he shook his head in a familiar way."I'm sorry, Mr Frank, but...""Do not be sorry now. I imagine making you plead for mercy when I have you in that position." He let out a creepy smile. Now he was crossing the line. Teresa was ready to burst it all out. "Hey listen...""Did David forget to tell you?" Frank continued, interrupting her. "I have had the bigges

Inside the alley, everyone sat around their burning fire, having the meal of the night. Several of those fires spread across different parts of the alley, with every little group having their little side conversations, mostly about Annabelle and her return.She had returned from the lion's den, they said. From the fortress of the enemy. And she had come with nothing else apart from success. More money than the entire alley had been able to gather in years, she did in just a few weeks. She was truly a prodigy. A special one.Most of the tales were told by Jasper who spoke as though he had a first hand experience alongside Annabelle in her mission. But everyone knew he was too weak to take on anything of such danger and significance. Nobody could make the mistake of that perception. They knew he was only obsessed with Annabelle. He had always been. But it made no difference. She was above him in strength and every other thing. There was no way he could be with her."Annabelle has given

Billy walked with his mother by the side of the road. They were returning home after a failed attempt to get the chairman and his son to notice them at the street of beggars. Mrs Huddersfield had thought that it was their biggest chain to put the last nail Adrian Blood's coffin. But all their efforts had been in vain. Adrian Blood was living in mansions and about to marry Lyana Rodriguez while they remain in poverty, apart from the little rent the tenants pay to her. As they walked, the landlady complained bitterly."That fool is living a life that he does not deserve. Do you really think he won a lottery like he claims? I don't believe it? He is not lucky enough to win a lottery! If he had such luck, his mother would not have abandoned him." Mrs Huddersfied complained, walking in the night.Mrs Huddersfield remembered the first day Adrian Blood appeared at her doorstep. He was dressed in rags and looked as dirty as a pig. He carried torn bags containing torn clothes. Then he claimed

Adrian Blood did not have the intention to attack anyone tonight, especially not Billy Huddersfield. His anger was directed to the chairman and his son, sitting in their air conditioned cars and watching poor children and women scramble to pick money from the roads which had cars flying back and forth. One child had chased a paper too far into the road, a car was coming from the other direction. The child was an orphan, according to Virus. He had been the first to pick up that cash. Then as he walked away, it dropped. Before the child could turn around, another adult was picking it up."It is mine". He said. But the adult only smirked."You are a child. What do you know about money?""I know it is mine!" He was a fierce kid, ready to fight for his property, even against bullies and shameless adults."Give the boy back his money, Billy. We are here for a different reason." Mrs Huddersfield finally called her son to order.Shameless Billy did not hand over the money though. He frowned

Martin Astana was on the neck of Matthew. There was fear in him, brought by jealousy and insecurity. Nightmares flooded his thoughts. Federico would trump him with this single move."Why are you here, Matthews?" Martin complained again. "You are supposed to be in there with them to know what it is they are discussing.""I would be there under normal circumstances." Matrhew responded. "But the supreme one has asked to excuse myself for the entire length of their conversation. The moment he heard about the orb of destiny, he gave the order. I fear he now sees Federico in a different light. The last man who got hands on that orb was Sebastian. Now Federico is filling up that role. Not even me can compete with that.""But you are his most trusted man!" Martin Astana protested, still not buying that story."Well, maybe not at the moment. Afterall, there is still the hidden one." Matthews sipped his tea gently, seated in his room while Martin Astana paced up and down the room. He could not