Mr. Donald swallowed hard and bit the lower part of his lip in silence. If the kidnappers can't be bought, then the only option he could think of was that they wanted him behind bars.His voice cracked as he indulged them again, “I-I think the police officers are already en route to have me arrested or are they somewhere in the building waiting for the evidence to be revealed to me?”Mr. Donald spilled with a thumping heartbeat, “I know it's the end of the road for me. I doubt if the best lawyers in Liverpool would do any magic in saving me from lifetime imprisonment.”In the enclosed room, Escobar and Calderon muffled a smirk as their push on him had worked out well.They intentionally didn't say a word in response, as it was time for plan B, which was already in motion after the neck-choking evidence was revealed to Mr. Donald.Escobar exhaled and found his voice again. “Mr. Donald. We don't want you behind bars. In fact, we need you to smoothly do your business like nothing happene

The room fell into silence as both brothers stood their eyes at each other with thoughts thrusting in their minds.Achilles exhaled and raised his head towards them. He believed it was high time both siblings talked things through in the same space. Then Achilles' words finally broke out, “Finally, we could enjoy some quietness. What exactly are you both on about?”The Prime Minister slowly parted his lips as a hint of emotion was creeping into the atmosphere:“I can't believe we have been on each other's throats for years now. The stark contrast of what our late parents had wished.”“I tried to find an understanding path with my older brother for a meet-up, but he kept declining at the last second. If you were in my shoes. What would you do?”Mr. Montoya felt a cloud of goosebumps against his shoulders. His little brother just spilled another fact on what had lingered their issues. The Prime Minister scoffed. “Just like I thought. You have nothing to say. I was right about you plot

The Prime Minister's tongue got flexible as he indulged the two men staring at him.“In over a week. My wife has been making persistent inquiries about the mysterious figure who saved me and how she'd really be fulfilled to know who the greatest Samaritan was so she could thank him properly.”“Oh! I'd have taken her words for it but after receiving a cautionary call from you. I could sense there was more behind her incessant questions about the unknown figure and why he'd save my life and disappear.”The Prime Minister gave a knowing scoff, “Right at that moment. I knew there was more to her calculated questions.”Achilles and Mr. Montoya inquired simultaneously, “So what did you do?!”The Prime Minister chuckled for a while and urged them, “Just like my older brother did. The thought of cloning her device seemed to be the perfect plan and I didn't take a chance.”Achilles stared at both brothers in pride and absolutely loved how they thought and analyzed in similar ways which explain

Mr. Montoya froze as the Prime Minister's words had him taken aback. Achilles scoffed and smacked his lips in calmness.The Warlord cleared his throat and urged, “As for Michelle, the chances are high. Lucia is definitely the inside agent ensuring the cartels are steps ahead in assassinating you.”“Have you thought about the sniper shot on that fateful day during the Girl Child's event?”“They knew the exact podium you'd use for your famous address. They had already positioned a sniper over 2000 meters away before your arrival. It was a master plan to end you right in front of the aspiring young females when the world was streaming the event.”The Prime Minister chimed in with a strong breath, “And you distorted their plans and saved me even if you could get killed in the process. Despite how terribly your family was treated.”Achilles drew a deep breath and mouthed, “I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I had turned a blind eye and allowed the cartel to exterminate you. The city would

***Over an hour later, while Achilles was driving back to the undisclosed penthouse after wrapping up his meeting with the Brentford brothers.A call came in and it was from Margaret. At first, he wanted to leave it unanswered, given the fact that he was two minutes out.Apparently, on second thought he picked up and cleared his throat. “Warlord. We got news for you.”Margaret's voice came in sharp with eagerness to spill the tea. Achilles' eyes narrowed in anticipation.“Huh? Bad, good, or worse news?”She chimed in, “It depends. It's news from Madrid. I promise you'd be interested in this one.”Achilles nodded and disconnected the call. His mind whirled on the possible news they'd break to him while driving with anticipation.Another call came through Achilles' third cell phone. When he saw the caller. He had to screech his car to a halt.His heart skipped a beat alongside an irresistible smile before picking up:“My pumpkin,” his cheeks spread apart in a wide smile. “How are you?”