Gabrielle smiled with pride as warm chills cascaded down her shoulders. She couldn't have been prouder of having a vehement warlord as a hero.The warlord's words gave the Faithfuls more momentum, still pointing their guns at the kidnappers, waiting for a signal from him.The Cartels’ expressions were laced with mixed emotions after Achilles' words crashed through their eardrums. A mix of disorientation and rage tugged on their gestures.The feeling of helplessness clouded them, as it had been excruciatingly difficult to stay one step ahead of the Warlord. Everything changed from the moment they had Brig. Anthony Hector hanged for a crime he didn't commit.At first, Ethan's expression was thrust with uncertainty, but he maintained a serious demeanor to stay grounded. He couldn't afford to have his nephew's vehement words living rent-free in his mind.He gave a complicated scoff and tutted his lips in growing fury, “You walked into my abod

Achilles Hector had a full glance of Ethan’s pacing motion about making it out of the building. The Warlord increased his speed and made it through the small gate that wasn't visible from the road.“Let's see how far you'd run! Coward!”Ethan's heart ached with Achilles' repetition of cowardice while chasing him. He had always hated being called such since childhood.It temporarily took him down memory lane to grade 3, when his age grade always taunted him whenever he failed to complete one of their childhood tasks.As usual, they'd always compare him to his twin brother who got the task done swiftly and better.Here again, his nephew vigorously called him the same despicable nickname.For a few moments, Ethan was absent-minded while pacing across the road and was almost knocked down by a moving coaster. The driver managed to swerve to the right while honking, doing everything possible not to run over Ethan.Et

Achilles Hector drew a deep breath as he stepped closer to Ethan. He didn't fail to keep a steady tab on him just in case he was about to pull some stupid stunt.The Warlord believed that as long as he didn't have his firm hands on his uncle, heading back to the grand-arrest apartment. Anything could still happen. The table might still turn to anyone's favorite.The last time he checked, Ethan was a trained military veteran and would certainly have some tricks up his sleeve for dicey situations.Achilles narrowed his eyes on Ethan Hector as he spoke with precision, “Don't do anything foolish. Oh yeah, I'm watching you. This is the end of the road!”Ethan watched Achilles with a calculating gesture, still slightly keeping his hands hung in the air. His mind whirled on how more pathetic his life would become if he got apprehended and thrust behind bars waiting for trials.The phases of scornful glaring from people, prisoners, and the series

On reflection, several eyes shifted towards the source of the voice. What the special agents and the Faithfuls saw made their bloodstreams tingle with an adrenaline rush.Achilles Hector had Ethan's arms stretched as he slammed his leg against his back and had his uncle’s knees fall against the floor.Ethan mumbled in pain as Achilles kept his hands stretched behind making it easier for one of the special agents to cuff his wrists.The Cartels watched with disappointment laced in their demeanors while they mused in irritation, ‘How the schemer has fallen!’They sucked their teeth seeing how Achilles beamed with pride after apprehending Ethan Hector and subduing him for an arrest.When Ethan managed to run towards the escape pathway, they hoped he'd find a way to make it through without being caught. As long as Ethan wasn't apprehended, their chances of escaping the wrath of the law would be in contention. The Cartels rolled thei

Anthony spat on the floor wearing a grim expression, “You'll pay for your crimes. I would save my sanity and not do more harm than what's already coming for you. I'm better than that.”Anthony stepped backwards with a raging heartbeat while Dora Beauty rested his head on her shoulder and gently calmed his thumping heartbeat.For a moment, no lips widened to mouth a word as they watched Anthony fight with his whirling emotions. On Lucia's last words, he realized doing physical harm to her wouldn't bring back his best friend nor would it change what had happened.The best shot was to allow the law to have its wrath on Lucia, making sure that justice prevailed. The Grand arrest of the kidnappers and the Cartel group would serve as a warning to other like-minded personalities nursing the idea of causing havoc.Lucia Montoya still hadn't been able to control her fast breathing pace, due to the fear of what lay at the other end of the road. Her mind thr