Mr. Reynolds looked at Marcus and said, "You are back to school after a long time, and the first thing you did was pick a fight with one of the prominent students in the school. What is your plan?" He asked, adjusting his spectacles. "Ethan had Jason kidnapped, and he is going to tell me where the hell he is," Marcus said with anger, his clothes rumpled. "You know that is a serious allegation, and you need to be sure before you accuse him. Have you tried calling your friend's phone?" Mr. Reynolds looked at Marcus, who was still fuming with anger. "Yes, his phone was found at the school garden," Marcus replied. "Ethan is the only student that has a beef with my friend, and he is going to tell me where my friend is," Marcus said firmly. "I think we need to calm ourselves down. I am going to get to the root of this matter, but you need to promise me you won't take any drastic actions. I know you are hurt, but we are going to find your friend." Mr. Reynolds made certain he made h

Jack looked at his twin brother lying in his own pool of blood and he knew he had to do something or he would also be dead. Jason was his best. If only he could escape the angry face staring at him right now. "He did offer us something," Jack said with a shaky voice. "And what could that be? Jason is a pulp; I wonder what he promised you." The man grinned, "Let's hear it." Jack immediately targeted his hand with the gun and plunged at him. Both men engaged in a scuffle with Jack trying to escape and flew for his life. He managed to have the man drop the gun and he took off. "That was cute. Smart." The man got up and looked at Jack as he got closer to the exit. He took his gun, and with a well-aimed gaze, he shot at Jack. The bullet penetrated his shoulder. Jack fell sprawling on the floor before he managed to get back on his feet. " Fuck!" The man said under his breath. He picked out his phone and dialed a number. "He escaped." "How could you sniper! I want the USB, and you a

I immediately grabbed my golf bag again and stood behind the door. “Hide!” I shouted at Fiona, who stared at me in confusion. My room was cozy, but there wasn't enough space for both of us to hide. “Go into the bathroom, dummy!” I shouted as I gripped the bat with all my strength. Suddenly, the door burst open, and Jay crashed onto the floor while clutching his arm. “What the hell? How did you—?” I stared at him in shock. I remembered that the twins had promised to find me. “What about your twin brother?” I asked, peering out of the window before quickly running back to the door. “The assassin killed him. It is only a matter of time before he finds you,” Jay replied. “We need to leave now!” I said. Fiona walked out of the room and saw me holding Jay by the arm. “We need to leave here, or we are all going to die,” I said, my voice filled with urgency. “And why should I follow you? You are the target, not me,” Fiona replied without any emotion. “Where is it?” she suddenly asked,

“Who are you?” I asked the young man driving the car in front of me.“We don't have time for this. We need to get him treated, or he is going to bleed out in the back seat,” he replied immediately, keeping his gaze fixed on the road.I rubbed my hand gently over my hair. Everything was happening too fast. My mind was filled with questions.Was all of this happening because of the will, or was there something more?I still couldn't understand why someone wanted me dead.The car suddenly came to a halt, bringing me back to reality.“We are here,” the man said.He immediately got out of the car, opened the back door, grabbed Jay from me, and carried him over his shoulder as if he weighed nothing.Jay winced in pain with every movement.I quickly followed behind them.“Don't touch anything,” the man warned as he began attending to Jay.“You still haven't told me who you are,” I asked again.“Go and wash your hands,” he replied.I frowned but followed his instructions.I washed my hands an

“It is a long story, Marcus. I just wish you had been there to console me when I was humiliated and ridiculed,” I said sadly.“I am here now, and I promise no one will ever hurt you again,” Marcus replied with a stern gaze.“No one?” Ethan suddenly interrupted with a smirk. “You could barely protect yourself when we had you lying on a sick bed. Jason, do you honestly think he can protect you from me?”I inhaled sharply.“What do you want, Ethan?”“What do I want?” he snapped. “Should we talk about how you had me suspended from school?”“You were suspended because you deserved it,” I fired back.Ethan's expression darkened.“I can see you managed to get away from your captors. Let's see if you can escape this time around.”He turned around and walked away.I stood there, frozen.My mind immediately went into overdrive.What was he talking about?What did he mean when he said I had escaped my captors?Did Ethan have something to do with everything that had been happening to me?Or was h