Debra Zachs immediately walked over to Sara Gerald, “Hold it together, Lady, your brother, General Carl Gerald is doing okay…”“He is probably not near his…” Just then, she was immediately interrupted by a sound.The radio crackled immediately, and General Carl’s voice came through, his voice was a bit sharp and didn't lack its commanding nature.“Andrews Hospital. No question. Elite Divisions has soldiers there—undercover, armed, ready.”“Zaia Scott and Jasmine are high-value assets now.”“They might know something about Lord Denver, Lord Wilson, or the Black Triangle Syndicate and White Lotus group.”“Get them there, secure them, and don’t let anyone near them without my say-so.” General Carl Gerald's voice was laced with a mix of authority and determination.Sara Gerald's jaw dropped. “High-value assets? General Carl Gerald, they’re people! They’re not pawns in your war!”General Carl Gerald's voice didn’t waver at all as he cautiously responded to his sister, Sara Gerald.“They’re

Moments later, General Carl Gerald and Lieutenant Alex are speeding off to Andrews Hospital.Lieutenant Alex is the one driving the vehicle at an unprecedented speed.“So, if we finally figure out who’s really behind this Black Triangle Syndicate and White Lotus Group, what’s next?” “What are we going to do to them?”Lieutenant Alex asked, his hands gripping the steering wheel as he sped the very dark city streets toward Andrews Hospital. The sound of the car engine filled the silence, but the huge tension between him and General Carl Gerald was something no one could ever imagine.General Carl Gerald immediately stared out the window, his jaw was very tight, his eyes burning with a fire that hadn’t gone down since they’d left the blood-soaked office of the former Venus Hills Group.The picture of Lord Patrick Parker shooting his son, Mr Ramos Parker and himself still played in General Carl Gerald's head like a well edited video.“What’s next?” Lieutenant Alex repeated, his voice lo

General Carl Gerald's hands clenched into fists, his knuckles were now white.“Square one? I’m not going back to square one, Lieutenant Alex.”“I’ve spent too many nights staring at the ceiling, thinking about how those bastards are still out there, living their lives while my mom’s in the ground.”“Clyde Lex was just the trigger man, his death was just me sending a message to Lord Denver, Lord Wilson, the black triangle syndicate and white lotus group…”“Although I know it really didn't mean anything to them.”“The real monsters are the ones pulling the strings—Lord Denver, Lord Wilson, maybe this ‘boss’ Jasmine mentioned.”“I want them all, and I want them now.” General Carl Gerald said as he took a deep breath and stared at Lieutenant Alex.Lieutenant Alex glanced at him, his voice was very strong and firm but careful.“And we’ll get all of them, General Carl Gerald. But think about it—Zaia Scott and Jasmine were with Mr Ramos Parker and his father Lord Patrick Parker.”“I have com

General Carl Gerald's voice was laced with a mix of anger and determination as he stepped into the ward where Zaia Scott and Jasmine were being taken care of.“Hold it right there, sir!” A very sharp voice raced through the tension in the intensive care ward as Dr. Presley, a tall man with silver hair and a commanding presence, stepped in front of General Carl Gerald immediately. Doctor Presley's white coat was ultra white in colour, but his eyes were sharp, assessing the tension and stress which General Carl Gerald's arrival had stirred up in the intensive care unit if not the whole Andrews hospital.Turning immediately, his face landed on General Carl Gerald and Lieutenant Alex.“You can’t just barge in here and start interrogating my patients!”“It's against medical procedures in this very hospital and other hospitals you can think about!”“They’re in no condition for this. You need to calm down and step back.” Doctor Presley said, his voice was laced with a mix of curiosity and be

The ward where General Carl Gerald, Lieutenant Alex, Detective Steve, Sara Gerald and Mrs Juliet Marcus were immediately erupted in murmurs. Another nurse gasped immediately, whispering to Clara, “Dr. Presley’s the richest doctor in the country, and he’s bowing? Who’s this General Carl Gerald?” Her voice was laced with a mixture of confusion and anxiety.She had never expected what she had just seen, in fact, no one had actually expected it.Clara shook her head, her eyes widened in shock and bewilderment. “I don’t know, but he’s got the whole place shook.”“Look at the soldiers—those ‘orderlies’ are packing heat under their scrubs.” Clara said as she stared askance at the patient by her side.Another patient, an elderly woman with an oxygen mask, muttered to her grandson, “That man’s got power. You don’t make Doctor Presley grovel unless you’re somebody…somebody very influential.”“Doctor Presley is no ordinary man at all, he is a very influential man, for him to grovel before him,