Andrew dialed Mason's secure number, hoping he would pick up. But Mason simply watched as his phone rang, hesitating to pick the call because it was an unknown number. He let it ring for the first time, his thumb hovering over the screen before finally answering on the second attempt."Hello?" Mason's voice was cautious, guarded."Mason, it's me," Andrew's voice came through, laced with an undercurrent of urgency.Mason's grip on the phone tightened as he instantly recognized the voice. He knew immediately that something was wrong. "Mas…ter?" "Yes it's me. Mason, listen to me carefully. The package is ready for delivery," Andrew said, his tone light but laced with tension.He had to speak in coded words because of possible surveillance, and he hoped Mason would get what he meant."Huh?" Mason replied in total confusion.Andrew was frustrated, and had to repeat himself, hoping Mason would understand what he meant.Mason's mind suddenly snapped into high gear. He immediately realized

Soon, they left the detention facility behind as the car surged forward. Andrew barely noticed the passing scenery, or Mason's conversation with someone over the phone. Thoughts of what had just happened wouldn't leave his head. After a while, Mason turned slightly to face him and said, "Are you okay, Master? You seem... distracted.""Of course I am," Andrew snapped, and went on to tell him about the person Carl said was posing as him. Mason's eyes grew wider as he listened. "The impostor somehow knew, and then used my security codes before vanishing without a trace," Andrew finished in a low growl. "Without a trace," Mason repeated slowly. "Forgive me but I find that hard to believe. This misidentification thing is just an excuse if you ask me."Andrew nodded. Mason had just spoken his mind. "Yes... I think so too," he agreed. *******Baron was standing outside the building when Andrew and Mason arrived."Finally!" he exclaimed upon seeing Andrew. He heaved a sigh of relief a

It had been tiring for Lizzy at this point,she was out of options…She had to carry out her most pending plan regardless of what it felt like, risk or not.Looking out of the window of the cafe lost for a while, she took a quick look at her watch.Burke was running late as usual. She kissed her teeth in disapproval before getting lost again in the other world.Outside the sky hung heavy with dark clouds that promised a threat of rain. The Streetlights cast it shimmering light right to where she took every breath and turned at every footstep.She sat at the far end of a dimly lit cafe, enough to be hidden from everyone else but him, her eyes kept flickering between the entrance and the half-empty cup in her hand. So far the place was quiet with just a few sounds from her fingers that tapped against the ceramic mug rhythmically.“What the hell, why is he taking eternity!" She grumbles.She picks up her phone and dials his cell. "Hello, what is taking you too long? Just tell me if…”S

Rain still tapped the windows along with the tick of the clock but Andrew stood frozen, his jaw clenched so tightly it ached. His mind was rattled, this was definitely something and the empty spot where the car had been was a clue.He stared at the empty spot where the car had been minutes ago, its absence leaving a deep pain in his heart.“I can't believe all of this." He ran his hands over his face in disbelief as a surge of fury exploded in his chest as he turned and punched the nearest wall, the sharp pain grounding him just enough.“Goddammit,” he muttered, punching out a number on his smart military watch and dialing Mason's number.It rang once. Twice.“Mason here,” came the familiar voice.“I need you. Now. At Verizon. I think we’ve had a breach.”Silence for a second.“Breach?” He stalled for a minute. " What kind of breach?”“The kind I can't explain yet. But someone was here. I saw the shadow on the hallway feed. And now… nothing. They’re gone. I need you to lock down eve

Andrew kept looking at her as she looked to her right and left on the screen unblinking, and it struck deep in his heart, until his teeth protested from how much he'd clenched them. Angry was in understatement to how he felt. It wasn’t entirely all about the footage that haunted him, but the certainty it carried as well. Or could he say a deep truth that this wasn't over afterall.Or was it the fact that he still knew those features too well every curve, every frown line, that had defied him all this whole, while it was his damn ex wife? Or rather, the woman who used to be his Lizzy... the same woman that has made him a caricature of himself, and after all this while, she still wouldn't let him be?He stood frozen for what felt like an eternity, Mason’s voice somewhere in the background, repeating something about strengthening security, about tracing her last known movements. None of it registered to the back of his mind at that moment. Everything that he could think about was jus