With long sheen hair and dressed in a white robe, Chow Lee alighted from the car accompanied with six of his servants; he was received in the bunker by the armed soldiers of Diego.“You are welcomed, chow.” Diego stood up promptly and had a firm handshake with him, “I hope you had a swift flight. Welcome to the safest bunker in the clan. Meet my soldiers and I guess you can’t wait to see my rugged dragon.”Chow, a martial artist of few words, forced a smile and bowed slightly. “My pleasure, Diego,” he stared around and tossed his head, “Mr president said I must report today for the official funeral of his mother.”“Yeah, yeah,” Diego chirped and gestured at his soldiers to bring out the crude and bags, “Here you are. Ten million dollars and one hundred barrels of crude oil, if you can cripple Lucas and get him alive for the president.”Chow dimmed his eyes at the bags of money and barrels of crude. “Sounds appealing. Can I have the statistics of Lucas Maduro?”Diego tossed his head an

“Don’t you need a backup?” The president asked Chow who busy saddling his back and a few of his gadget, “They say he fights like a crazy monster so I would suggest you go with some back up. We have more soldiers in the battalion.Chow gave a proud smile, his chest puffed with reserved fury.“His Excellency, perhaps you have not asked Diego to give you my statistics.” He prided and chuckled, “I don’t need a battalion to take him down. Just tell me what you want and it shall be done.”“Simple, I want him alive,” the president groaned rubbing his palm, “If you can fetch him alive for me, I promise to add your name as a shareholder in the refinery. I want Lucas to be alive and see his death. I need to chop off his ears and show him while he watches the hungry beast feed on it.”Chow folded a fist. “If that is what you want it shall be done.”Diego tossed his head and shook him. “Just be careful not to kill him. I trust what you can do, chow. Don’t disappoint us.”Chow held a hard smile on

Lucas didn’t just wait for the soldier to confront him. Like a dove flying from the sky, he crash-landed in front of them, and they fell back and held out their rifles, heavy cracking of bullet shells filled the air.Lucas stood, his gaze lowered, long hair covering his hospital-looking face as he stroked his pendant.“I expect some of you soldiers to be loyal to me but you have chosen death over life, captivity over freedom. Now for the sake of being your former general, I will give you the opportunity to walk away as living souls.”“No, Lucas!” they chanted at once, their rifles still pointing at him, “You have no power to give us commands anymore. We are only answerable to two entities, Diego and Mr. president. And you have been instructed to vacate the presidential cemetery so that the president’s mother can be buried. You can also do us more favor by vacating the refinery as well.”Those words stole his excitement but he managed to repeat himself. “You all are people’s wives, fat

Shortly after Diego had left, Alicia had engaged Peter in a steamy stare. Her eyes focused on the large bunch of key drooping from his jacket. She knew that was the key to the major exit and if she could have it, she would be on her way out of the dangerous bunker.Peter was pouring some wine by the corner of the shelf, his eyes fixed on mixing some wine.She held out her G-string, the same G-string Diego had stripped from her waist. “Opportune to see this.” She flirted with him, her focus still on the key.Peter managed a smile on his face and then shrugged, “You are my master’s food, but trust me when I tell you I have so much respect for your husband, and he is the master I speak of.” Peter paused to recall his impactful experience with Lucas. “He was such a dedicated general and a teacher.”Alicia sighed. “I am tired of dreaming about him, I hope someday I will see him in flesh and blood. The system wants to scrape his name from what is rightfully his. They slaughtered his parents

The soldier pressed on the emergency alarm and a battalion of soldiers sprang out for action from their manholes.Every one of them clutched their guns and widened their eyes for any escapee or intruder. She seemed to have been out of sight now as the soldier pointed his gun around, combing around for her.“I got your son. You can’t escape this. Unless you are not a mother, you would want to escape with him. Yeah. Even if you do I swear to god I will still find you and make you…”He hadn’t finished his words when a heavy metal slammed on his skull, leaving him sliding to their ground. She gave him a resounding kick in the face and belly and about to finish him up, he clutched her leg and tossed her to a corner like leaflet.She winced and whines painfully. About to pounce on her feet and another soldier pounced out and grabbed her before a resounding slap accompanied his intention; this time her sight blurred as she rolled her eyes to gain vigor.He punched her in the face, leaving he