At the White House's conference room, the president and his cabinets were gathered for an emergency meeting concerning Liam's Andrew institute."The opposition is already asking questions""They're demanding a statement before noon""If we don't respond now, they'll write the story for us"Voices overlapped across the conference table. One adviser placed a folder in front of President Harrison Andrew."Several lawmakers are calling for the Andrew Institute to suspend operations until the international audit is complete"Another adviser spoke before anyone else."The Presidency needs to distance itself from the laboratory immediately. We should make it clear that the institute operates independently""That won't be enough," a senior political strategist replied. "Liam isn't just your son. He's also the Deputy Minister of Works. Every headline about the institute now reflects on this administration""If public confidence keeps falling, people will accuse the government of shielding one

The audit had already become yesterday's news. Inside the Andrew Institute, everyone had gone back to work as though nothing unusual had happened.Near the reception desk, two nurses were discussing the committee's report while updating patient records when a man in a dark suit stepped in.He didn't approach the reception desk immediately. Instead, his eyes swept across the lobby before he spoke quietly into a small earpiece.A few seconds later, a second man entered, then a third. Only after they had positioned themselves did another group appear, pushing a stretcher at a hurried pace.The young man lying on it couldn't have been more than twenty-three. His skin had turned unusually pale and his breathing came in uneven bursts.One of the nurses abandoned the file in her hand and hurried over, "What happened?""We need a doctor," one of the suited men said."He's already unconscious", another nurse had already pressed the emergency alarm.Within seconds, footsteps echoed from the cor

After some key members of the pharmaceutical companies involved in manufacturing fake drugs were exposed publicly, no politician or government officials dared to protect them. The chairman and his members were arrested properly for questioning and charged to court.At the later part of the day, Ezra and some cartel soldiers drove into the underground operation parking lot. Desmond, Scorpion and other higher ranks members stood up to welcome them." Well done guys. Hope you didn't leave any traces behind?", Scorpion said as he patted each of them on the shoulder." No sir, we dropped them in front of the police station and as you've already watched on the live TV, no police commissioner can play dirty games with the public. I'm sure justice will be served", Ezra replied, as the leader of the operation." So we should be expecting their court hearings by tomorrow....". Desmond hadn't finished when he was interrupted by Scorpion's ringing tone." Sorry for the disturbance, I forgot to pu

The third-floor hallway erupted before Desmond reached the top. A man stepped out of Room 305 with an assault rifle.Desmond fired first, the man slammed into the wall and crumpled to the floor."Clear the hallway!" Scorpion shouted.Two soldiers split off to check the rooms on either side while the rest closed in behind Desmond.The instant Desmond crossed the doorway, another shot tore through the room. The bullet ripped into the doorframe just inches from his head."There!" one of the soldiers shouted.A man burst through the back room and ran for the fire exit. Desmond went after him without slowing down."Boss!" Scorpion shouted. "Don't!"The words were swallowed by another burst of gunfire.The suspect shoved open the fire exit and ran onto the roof. Cold air rushed over Desmond as he followed.The man glanced back once, then took off toward the next building."Stop!" Scorpion shouted from behind. Instead, the man launched himself across the narrow gap between the rooftops.Desm

He closed the book carefully and returned it to its hiding place. As he climbed the stairs out of the underground study, only one question lingered in his mind.“If my father knew this could happen, what else did he know?”He had barely stepped outside when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled it out and glanced at the screen, it was Selene.Desmond picked up immediately, “ Hi Selene”"Sir...", her voice was trembling. “She just woke up"Desmond's grip tightened around the phone, "What did you say?""My mother..." Selene's breathing was uneven. "She opened her eyes""Is she still conscious?", he asked"She was. I... I don't know anymore. The nurses called me, and by the time I got there, she was just looking at me""I'm on my way, just calm down". He ended the call, grabbed his car keys and hurried out.---By the time Desmond arrived, Selene was already waiting outside the neurology ward.The moment she saw him, she rushed over, "I thought I was imagining it," she said, her ey