All Chapters of Dominance of the Forgotten God of War: Chapter 281
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281. Preying Mantis
“Open the hell up and come outside!” the guard shouted from outside, his heavy frame pushing against the stubborn wooden door. “That room’s locked for a purpose! I swear, when I get my hands on you, I’m going to thrash you through the streets!”Raziya pulled out a curved knife from inside her socks and put on her most vulnerable expression.“Please don’t hurt me!” she cried like a lost lamb. “It’s my first day in here. One of the cleaners told me to clean this room, but she locked me in here when I stepped inside. I swear I’m not lying!”“What?” The guard’s voice quickly softened as he heard the muffled cries coming from the other side.Raziya was whimpering like a lost pup, her eyes already lined with glycerin to enhance the effect.“I…think they just wanted to prank me. But I don’t want to lose my job. You’ve got to help me, please,” she pleaded, her voice quivering and small.It didn’t take long for the guard outside to fall for her act.Pushing hard against the door, he slammed it
282. In the spider’s web
Raziya took the elevator to the third floor, and after confirming that the security cameras were still down, she snuck up to the door and swiped the guard’s access card on the smart lock.The light blinked twice before turning a solid green, and the door clicked open.“Nice job trying to keep me out. I know my way around.”Smirking at their pathetic security, Raziya slipped past the door and walked across the covered glass skyway to reach the highly restricted tower B.Another door stood in her way, but she pulled out her hairpin and jimmied the lock open effortlessly.“I guess you guys ran out of technology. Must have been a tight budget,” she sneered, walking right in.A narrow corridor led her to a designated cyberspace. The cameras on the door were still blinking red, and it allowed her to get closer without raising any alarms.As Raziya carefully pushed the door open, she discovered the dark truth lurking under the consultancy’s fake business.It wasn’t a normal office on the oth
283. Compromised
“Ough!”Feeling a searing pain shooting up her arms, Raziya opened her eyes to find herself in a dimly lit room which smelt of rusted iron and soggy, old cardboard.As she gradually came to her senses, she realized her feet were tied together and her arms cuffed by iron chains attached to a rope hanging from the ceiling.Suspended two feet above the ground, with a rope gagging her mouth, all she could do was moan and wiggle. But the more she struggled to break free, the more it hurt.Finally, after ten minutes, the door opened, and she squinted as the bright light nearly blinded her.“I see you are awake already. Terribly sorry for the lack of hospitality,” A cold voice cut in as a gray-haired man wearing rimless glasses stepped in. “I believe introductions are in order. My name is Herbert Wayne. But people here know me as the Hound. What’s yours?”“Mhmp!” Raziya groaned through her binds, biting hard upon the ropes securing her mouth.“Almost forgot.” Herbert carefully pulled the rop
284. Ghost Protocol
Herbert’s gray eyebrows lifted as the call disconnected. He was expecting a tamer response from the other end, but Alex’s defiant reply gave him plenty of reason to adopt caution.“Who was it? A handler from the rival agency?” Jack asked.“He says he’s not. He says he is a target we failed to eliminate,” Herbert replied, snapping Raziya’s flip phone shut. “Either he was lying, or we are dealing with a man who is out for revenge.”“If it’s a rival agency, we might need to be a bit more cautious,” Jack advised.“You guys are really thicker than a sack of rotten potatoes,” Raziya scoffed from behind. “There is no rival agency involved. There never was. It was just a neat lie to get you to meet Marcus in person.”Jack’s eyes widened at the mention of that name, and he instantly connected the dots, figuring out the whole picture.“It was you. That biker who raced past my car last night.”“And you led me straight to your base of operations,” Raziya chuckled. “I honestly thought it would be
285. All geared up
Herbert tried his best to contain the news of the assassinations within the walls of his cabin to prevent a meltdown. But the hasty evacuations and tightened security arrangements put everyone on edge.The Associates already knew something was wrong as they had suddenly lost contact with their top Agents on the field.And they knew it was highly unlikely all eight veterans had gone into hiding without permission.Panic surged in the cyber room as the Associates contacted the Spies for more information.Disturbing reports of daylight killings started pouring in from every corner of Glenmonte. And soon every computer screen lit up with gory images of the dead assassins who had been taken out with perfect headshots.Even though the highly-trained associates were accustomed to staring at dead people, this was the first time they were looking at their own Agents instead of the contract targets.The buzz of chatter soon drowned the constant beeping of cellphones and fax machines.“What’s go
286. Lord of Death
Inside Herbert’s old cabin in Reddington Towers, Jack was ready to begin the second round of interrogations with Raziya.“I’ll admit that you are a tough nut to crack. But you are still just a woman with all your feminine frailties. You just need the right amount of pain to yield,” he whispered coldly as he laid out the instruments of torture on the austere steel table with the precision of a surgeon.Raziya glanced at the switchblades and pliers lined out like troops and scoffed, “That’s a weird fetish you got there. I am guessing you must be pretty terrible in bed. No wonder you are always skipping around like a frustrated bunny.”Jack merely smirked at her insults.“I am going to enjoy extracting every ounce of agony from you till you beg me to stop,” he said, picking up the pair of old pliers. “I am going to ask you again. Who do you work for?”Raziya rolled her eyes and grinned. “You are going to find out soon enough. Just be patient, darling.”Jack finally lost his calm and grab
287. Dressed to Kill
The loud explosions and the incessant gunfire had thrown the whole act of safety out the window. Everyone quickly realized that the Reddington Towers had been breached and the enemy was now inside.Alex swept through the first tower with surgical precision, killing every guard in his way and taking out every security camera he could find.Leaving behind a trail of empty shell casings and corpses, he walked up the bloodstained stairs and made his way to the skywalk that separated the two towers.A lone intercom system buzzed into life as Alex pushed the door open and climbed onto the covered skywalk.“Who are you? And who the hell sent you?” Herbert croaked from the other side. “What do you want from us?”Alex pulled out the empty magazine from his rifle and tossed it away before unstrapping the rifle and dropping it.“My name’s Alex Verlaine. And I am here to kill every single one of you!” he replied, pulling out his customized P90 with the extended magazine and laser sights.“Alex…Ve
288. A fatal bargain
Raziya’s muffled cries came from the other side as she tried to speak through the ropes gagging her mouth.“Do you hear that?” Jack asked. “The girl is in pain. She has taken quite the beating, and I am not sure she can take any more of it.”Alex stood there with his jaws clenched and eyebrows lowered into a heavy frown.“You shouldn’t have done that,” he replied coldly. “I had every intention of killing you quickly, but now you’re going to suffer needlessly.”Jack scoffed at his words.“You killed a few guards. What’s the big deal?” he continued condescendingly. “You are just one man with a death wish. But I still have half a dozen killers at my disposal. Think of this poor girl at least. If you continue being a pain in my arse, I’ll have no choice but to slit her throat open and dump her out the window!”A heavy silence hung in the air as Alex’s blood boiled in his veins.He knew he could take on a hundred guards with ease, but Raziya’s safety was his top priority now.“You got me, M
289. Ghosts from the Past
Captain Williams walked into the New Hope Medical Center carrying Raziya in his arms. She was still unconscious and bruised all over with multiple lacerations on her cheeks and thighs.“I need a doctor! This is an emergency!”The hospital staff were too shocked even to move an inch or speak a word. They had seen plenty of accident cases before, but this one looked different.After recovering sufficiently, the receptionist dialed the local police station while the clerk called for security.Captain Williams ignored them and pushed through the crowded lobby.“Someone, please help her! She needs treatment!”Finally, a couple of nurses and a doctor stepped out to respond.“This looks like abuse. What the hell happened to her? And who are you?”Captain Williams frowned at the doctor. “I just found her like this in an alley. I am just trying to be a good Samaritan!”“Well, we can’t admit her without any—”“You don’t need to worry about payment. I have money!” Captain Williams shot back. “Ju
290. A lot like a confession
Once Alex got wind of the trouble brewing around the New Hope Medical Center, he understood Raziya’s presence at the hospital was going to invite all sorts of controversies, and it would only take a single misstep for him to get entangled in it all.By the next evening, the massacre at the Reddington Towers was on the front pages of every newspaper, and the same bold red headlines played on repeat on every major news channel.Even though Raziya was still recovering in the ICU, the cops had already visited the hospital thrice to get a statement out of her and the kind Samaritan who had brought her in.Fortunately, Captain Williams had been smart enough to fill in fake details in all the forms and sneak away at the most opportune moment.However, the cops were still on the lookout for him, and different media caravans were camped outside the hospital, eagerly awaiting the next revelation.Alex knew that as soon as Raziya recovered sufficiently to be moved out of the ICU, the cops would