The assassins’ facial expressions burned with rage. The warlord's unwavering courage was unbelievable.Also, the investigator’s contemptuous giggles had their eyes turned redder. They cursed their ill luck for not having him slaughtered already.The warlord mouthed with no iota of concern in his words:“Hey boys, get on with it already. Time isn't much of a friend, I have other appointments in less than thirty minutes.”He continued with his unfazed taunting, “Who’s coming to get me first with the usual battle screams?”The assassins’ eyes flickered with skepticism as the warlord could predict they'd have resorted to combat yells while attacking him.They frowned at the fact that he was steps ahead of them and had stayed keen in discerning their possible gestures.“I would have pitied you all and had your bones dislocated but that's off the book. I'd ensure none of you step out here still breathing. It's a promise.”The warlord wouldn't afford to have his mission against the cartel co

Terror consumed Dora, the thoughts of Anthony Jardon crashed her mind ‘cause for her older sister to have stayed mute since she arrived meant all shades of tragedy.Ten minutes ago, the Faithfuls knew Brig. Beauty got a text message notification and assumed it was Achilles'.As much as she would have loved for the message to be from Achilles, coming from Dora had her blood flow tingling in uncertainty about whether she knew Anthony was in some sort of danger.While en route, she kept praying to get a call or text message from the warlord but didn't, which only increased her fear.Lucasmoon Telecommunications street blared with sirens heading towards the southeast route, which got the attention of people in their darting with anxiety.While they were trying to control their emotions as Dora’s heightened voice had gradually attracted the attention of some onlookers. However, words from some passerby filtered into their ears:“Hey, you got an idea what's going on? That's the third ambula

The BMW M4 drove inside the penthouse suite. Margaret and others peeked through the window with one wish instilled in their hearts.It's been over an hour since the warlord exited for the rescue mission.However, while Brigadier Beauty was heading to Lucasmoon Telecommunications, she informed Margaret that the text message was from her kid sister.Their hearts swam in uncontained excitement when they caught a glance of Achilles stepping out of the car.Immediately the door creaked open their voices erupted into joyful screams:“The Vehement Warlord: Liverpool Rescuer!”“You went, saw, and conquered!”“When we were worried about your identity being exposed. We hastily forgot that you're the only Vehement Warlord! The Prime Minister's savior!”Achilles’ cheeks brightened with smiles as he nodded at their eulogies. He stared through their voice depths and found no iota of pretence.He'd always be grateful to his late father for creating a group of loyalists before his tragic demise.Achi

“This isn't to say the investigator couldn't have had an actual helper who did the killing, but we shouldn't rule out the possibility that investigator Jardon could have fooled us into believing he had no skilled marital background, only to slaughter three of ours on the street.”The cartel executives darted their eyes at the assassin and nodded at his witty assessment.Victor Escobar had the floor once more, “Thoughtful words, boy. The cartel is in safe hands with great minds like yours.”“The cartel had never failed in any operation till the Prime Minister was rescued. We haven't uncovered the mysteries behind the rescuer then this happened.”He sucked his teeth in displeasure. “I don't give a hoot who that investigator is but I want all eyes on him. What he eats, drinks, his hobbies, love life, and parents. I don't care if he's the greatest brutal fighter of all time. I need all the info about him.”“The sooner we know about him, the faster we begin to unravel the mysteries behind

Mr. Montoya swallowed hard once more. He knew that whoever the strange person was, he must have done his due diligence and tailed him for a while to know he'd be attending a meeting at The Prime Intercontinental Suite.Truly, Achilles had tracked him from the shadows after his last conversation with the Prime Minister when he spilled what prompted the party power tussle.He had been waiting for the right time to have that pending conversation with Mr. Montoya and the time had finally come after Anthony Jardon’s life was almost cut short.Achilles’ cheeks still exude a mysterious beam while waiting for him to respond.A knot formed in Mr. Montoya’s throat as the clock ticked, and more hot sweat kept making waves on his forehead.His head plunged with diverse thoughts on how to handle the unknown man glaring deep into his face.It was looking like Achilles was five steps ahead of him and already had a weird influence over him which he'd use to his advantage.With a cracked voice, he res