Tony still wanted to act smart. The moment the man ordered him to raise his hands and drop the bullet, he began calculating his next move. His mind raced. He knew he had to act fast—if he wanted to overthrow the man, he needed to do something that would make the assassins believe they were in control.“Come on! I said drop the weapon!”The chief assassin’s voice rang out, high-pitched and sharp, cutting through the tension.Tony and Jeff exchanged one last look. Jeff’s eyes were pleading, silently telling Tony to obey, to stay calm and not make things worse. But Tony’s look said otherwise. His eyes were steady, determined. He was going to fight back.And that was exactly what he did.Tony began lowering his gun, appearing to comply with the assassin’s command. He moved slowly, deliberately, giving the impression that he was surrendering. The chief assassin’s eyes followed his every move, suspicious and alert. He didn’t want Tony to make any sudden mistake.“You’ve got to be faster!” t

Diego’s eyes were locked on the Chief Assassin’s. Any small mistake, any wrong word from the man, and everything would fall apart.He could feel it—one misstep, and it would all be over.So, he panicked.Then Tony’s voice echoed sharply through the tense air.> “Don’t you get what I’m telling you? Do you expect death before you start speaking out?”At that moment, the Chief Assassin realized he had only two choices—tell the truth, or die.He hesitated, trembling, as Tony’s words struck him again.> “I’m giving you one last chance to tell the truth. Who asked you to—”> “That’s enough, Officer!”Jeff’s voice rang out from the other end of the scene. His tone was commanding, decisive.He strode forward, his voice rising as he approached.> “This is official work of the force. They’ll force the words out of him later—no need wasting your time yelling at him now!”Jeff’s eyes swept across the scene.> “We have other important things to do instead of standing here shouting at him. Let’s ge

It was difficult for Tony to make a decision. Just staring at the Chief Assassin made his blood boil. His heart thumped violently in his chest as he tried to hold back his anger. At that moment, it felt like his mind was slipping away — like something he had spent years building was falling apart right before his eyes, without his permission.But he had no choice. He had to obey his superior. For the sake of one of their own, Tony had to do exactly as Sir Jeff had ordered.“Come on, what are you waiting for?” the Chief Assassin barked impatiently. “Get me the phone, or are you going to wait until he dies?”Tony shot him an agitated glare before turning to Sir Jeff.Sir Jeff gave a single, steady nod — a silent command for Tony to do the needful.Grinding his teeth, Tony slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out the phone. Pointing it at the Chief Assassin, he said coldly,“You just have to stay wacko, young man. If I were you, I’d be running for my life right now. Do you really

What Perry just heard was more than great news — it was unbelievable. He could hardly believe his ears. Was this real? Just like that, a part of their problem had been lifted.It felt like a testimony, and the joy of it made him chuckle softly after hearing what Diego had just told him.“You mean to say that the phone has been withheld, and that we no longer have any reason to be scared of the cops reaching out to us?” Perry asked, eyes wide with disbelief.Diego nodded, grinning. “Exactly! All paths have been cleared. You’ve got nothing to worry about anymore! They can’t trace the phone to any of us — not your dad, not you, not even me! We’re completely out of danger. This calls for more than a celebration!”Perry smiled faintly, but his thoughts drifted. His father’s harsh words echoed in his mind once again — “You’re a disgrace to this family, Perry. You brought this misfortune upon us!”He remembered that moment vividly, but this time, he wasn’t angry. Why should he be? His father

“All right then, you can go ahead and say it!” Diego said, leaning back slightly in his chair. “I mean, whatever it is you want to share — just talk about it. If it’s something big, I can handle it. If it’s something small, I can still handle it!”Tony smiled faintly at his confidence. He turned toward Diego and rubbed the back of his neck, looking a little uneasy.“No… no, not at all!” he said, taking a small step closer. “Well, what I have to say mainly has to do with that phone… I mean, the stolen phone.”The moment those two words — stolen phone — left Tony’s mouth, Diego’s heart skipped a beat. He felt a strange chill creep down his spine. Still, he forced a smile and asked casually,“Uhh… so, what about the stolen phone?” His tone was steady, but his pulse wasn’t. “The only phone I know — and I’m sure you know it too — was the one taken from us when I was held hostage. So that’s it. What other phone could you possibly be talking about?”Tony chuckled softly, his expression unrea