“Impossible?" Laurent chuckled faintly with a gentle smile on his lips.“Clearly it is. That's if you're not willing to follow the right procedure sir." The lady said with subtle rudeness in her voice which was recognized by Laurent.Williams Stalker, the man who was called earlier passed Laurent laughing at him mockingly.“It's a fair play here. I have been waiting for the past 18 hrs. Take a chill pill and relax or just take a dose of sleeping pill. They'll wake you up after 48 hrs when it's your turn." He laughed and stroded inside with pride, his laughter following him.Sigh.Laurent stepped aside and pulled out his phone.He tapped on the screen desperately and put a call across to Alex.“What do you know about Dr. Frankstein?" Laurent asked over the call.“Dr. Frank the supremo?!" Alex called him in an unusual way. “He's one of those subjects under you as the president of the world. His finances, his investment, fame, wealth..you have entitlement over it." Laurent nodded, proce

The engine of the car hummed softly in the air as it cruised through a lonely road which has just few cars passing along. The buzzing of the air conditioner lingered in their ear, continuously cooling off the temperature of the car.Laurent seated at the back seat looking calm but the thoughts going through his mind is like a wave. Dr. Frankstein couldn't concentrate on the road, having the idea that Laurent was behind him. He adjusted his buttock on the front seat and glanced at him discreetly through the rear view mirror.He cleared his throat, breaking the thick air.“Where are we heading to sir?" He asked with a shaky breath, looking at Laurent briefly.Laurent shifted his eyes to him. “Dominion hospital." He answered, refusing to take his gaze off him which further made the doctor uncomfortable.Tires screech loudly!The driver Marched the brakes sharply, making the car stop abruptly. The impact of the force made Laurent and Dr. Frankstein jerked forward all of a sudden but the

The bullet cracked the floor just beside Dr. Frankstein's feet, leaving a hole which could have been created directly on his feet.Fear ran through his nerves and sweats of untimely death covered his face, rolling down from his face.Kain laughed hysterically and said as his laughter died down slightly. “That is just a warning. The next one is going into his skull.” He said, his voice laced with threat.Laurent didn't flinch at his threatening voice. He just stood there, watching like a spectator.“You once had the chance to kill me but you couldn't. Now it's my turn. I won't kill you straight on..." He paused, a deadly smile tugged on his lips.“I'll start with those who matter to you, then I'll watch you cry blood before I put a bullet into your heart." He said.Laurent gave out a gentle smile. “Do it now." He said while Kain stared at him surprisingly though Laurent couldn't see his face due to the bandage but he knew that was the expression on his face.“Do it, put a bullet into e

To be angry is a different thing but a broken man who is angry is an entirely different and dangerous thing. It is not just anger. It's pain, sadness, regret, all coiled up, threading into the blood and boiling it like a flame.Such a man could kill. A broken man could wipe out an entire city without caring about the consequences.That was exactly how Laurent feels at the moment- to kill.“Where is her body?" He said flatly, his voice drained of all emotions.The doctor glanced into his eyes briefly and gulped down, a feeling of uneasiness washing over him merely seeing his red eyeball. “In the morgue sir.” He said with a shaky voice.Laurent nodded gently, a bitter smile crossing his face.“Show me.” He simply said and the doctor led the way to the morgue while Laurent trailed behind him.His steps were heavy on the floor like that of Goliath. It could crush the bone of an elephant who strayed in his path.The hinge of the door creaked out as the doctor opened the door of the morgu

Mirabelle stood frozen. Her legs were fixed on the floor like a statue. She has a mixed expression of shock and confusion on her face after the man, whose face is unfamiliar to her in her past and definitely should have no idea about her past just introduced himself as her dead ex-husband, Marcus. It was something she couldn't comprehend and different thoughts swirled in her heart, leaving her dumbfounded at the door.The voice of the doctor became the next sound they broke the silence and tension.“Ma'am, are you alright?" He took a quick glance at her.Mirabelle gulped down, gathering her thoughts and composing herself. She gave a quick nod and took a dragging step forward but her leg betrayed her. Her knee jerked forward and she almost fell to the floor, her butt almost cracking on the dusty marble floor but the doctor was quick to reach out, holding her on the waist and preventing the brutal fall.The doctor gently pulls her up, mid-air. Obviously, she's not herself.“Are you ok