"Fuck!" Dengerberd knew he had no other choice. He could no longer gamble with his own life. The girls kept closing in on him, moving with weird and creepy antics. Each one of them looked lustful for blood and death, and with the number of lives that they had each taken already, there was nothing stopping them from adding his sorry self to the long list if the need would arise."You want this? Take it!" He yelled at them as they approached, raising above his head the bag of treasures, slightly open and threatening to spill away its contents.Shaking his hand violenty in the air, Mark seemed to be threatening to throw the bag somewhere in the large room, leaving them all to battle it out by themselves."Krrrng!!!" A bullet barely missed him, tearing through the bag in his hand and creating a hole in it. This was when Dengerberd knew that his life was in true danger."You ungrateful witches!!!" He yelled for the last time and threw the bag far into their midst. Right then, chaos erupt
He knew he would be done for if he spent any more minute in that car without speeding away with vehicle blood and machine energy. But not even the smallest of distances.could he travel with this car, it just did not respond to the twerking command of the key."Damn it, you piece of shit!" He whispered angrily to the deaf car, striking the body of its driving wheel with a cruel blow, but that would not bring it to life.In a fearful haste, Mark Dengerberd snuck out his eyes for a quick peep, hoping to determine the location of the man hunting him, but not a single bird could be seen anywhere. Yet he knew the fellow was surely now onto him. For all the loud noise he had made while jumping into the disappointing vehicle, there was no way his location was still secret.And he was right. When he returned his focus to the probably damaged vehicle, setting forth to give up all hopes on its resurrection and set focus on a new hope for an escape strategy, his long evaded nemesis soon held him
Back all the way in the crux of the special city of Caveliona, Haisley Bradbury rose up from her special bed of flowers in the usual bliss of high spirits. Her body was flawless and her skin unblemished, she shone with her flair in competition with the morning sun as she took elegant steps through the beautiful doorway.The room was lit by the red streams of the sun which took their colour from the large red curtain that they passed through, each of those sparkling rays of light flying past the half opened window in an heavenly haste to get a touch of reflection on Haisley's gracious beauty. The floor through which she walked was laced with roses all the way to the large bath tub, and even around the large steamy thing was a large garland of roses. Beside the tub stood two young girls, her maids, each one looking as heavenly as the other. They both bowed their heads in fearful respect of her presence. Ignoring their courtesies, Haisley slid into the hot tub which was filled with ste
Howard Swiss stood with a firm pose before a window, staring into its fine lines with a fixed gaze shooting towards the horizon. While his eyes shone a completely different reflection, putting into view an image of a raging fire burning just outside that wall of glass, his heart surged high with delirious rage.Dan walked up behind him, he had just dropped from a call. And as he approached the king of the street from behind, everyone else in the building could tell that he did not come with any good news."The girls looted every bit of the money. They stormed into the streets and made a run for it, carting away with weapons, golds and cash".As Dan stated to Howard Swiss the result of their recent backstabbing, the king of the street remained rooted in that spot. Not moving a finger, nor flinching a hair."And Dengerberd?" He finally asked, breathing out hot air in the process."Gone. Both him and Molina. They escaped in one of the cars of the den". Dan added another slice of salt to
Struck by the collapsing walls of a building, blown into the ground by such a massive explosion, and rendered half paralyzed and pinned into the earth, Hermes had thought that asides death, nothing more could strike him with a stronger force on this day. But it turned out that there was indeed something, and that Howard Swiss knew just the thing."Yes, boy. Your mother used to date the father of your enemy, Adam Bradbury. The wealthiest man on this day. They were the talk of the entire place, showing off their flirt skills with every single chance that they got"."No... You are lying..." Hermes could not believe any single word more that uttered away from that tongue of his. They all sounded like fried fables, a collection of falsehood, cooked and prepared by the chef filled hands of Swiss. For all it seemed, he was more than just a cook of eaten foods, but those lies of his were not edible."I know you know that it is true. Deep in your heart, you do. Every man your age grew up to ad
"I will count to three, and after that all you can be able to save will be his precious blood as it dries into the sand." Swiss threatened, presumably for the last time ever, sending a stare into Jack dean's eyes.Dan had the gun placed firmly at the boy's head, and Hermes had his head dropped in misery, entirelu5 unsure of what he should choose to do next."Three".The counting had started, and Swiss took his time with pleasure. "I do not know!" Jack repeated the very same words once again, and once again they did him no good nor his son. Their captors were in their most angry state at that moment, especially after what Mark Dengerberd had done to them and they were not eager to give any benefit of doubt nor any reason to his claims."Two".Swiss's voice came again, for the second time. Jack Dean punched the dust upon which he was put in paralysis, but that could do nothing to save his boy.Hermes watched as Tracie smiled with displaced lips, pushing her mouth to a side of her face.
"We already have you what you asked for? Why are you doing this?"Jack could not take it a bit more. Even with the glistening edge of the knife by his throat, he still struggled with his captor, putting his life on the line without much care for the damage.Swiss whistled again. He already told them the truth, his aim was fully bent on the treasure which lay far away in an unknown abode, hidden by his sister and placed in the farthest depths of darkness. It was the only reason he was doing all this, and Hermes knew at this point that he would do anything to have what he desired.The rings were only the key to the door or crypt or chest or whatever it was in which the treasure was kept, but without any knowledge of the location of those massive fortunes, the rings were only useless."Your wife has been quite a shadow to the long stretches of our eyes, surprisingly". Swiss said that either in praise or in suprise of Rachel's evasive ability. No one really thought she could be able to e
He slammed his teacup into the table, risking the spill of its contents away and over the neatly set table. Luckily, the scentful fluid would only doddle within the ceramic mug, threatening to bestow onto the furniture a piece of itself but never really fulfilling the promise."What did I say?" Sniff was not in the best of moods. His breathe was marked with anger, and the scribbles of displeasure was boldly spread across his face."He said he has my son! And my husband!" Rachel yelled back into his face, also unpleased that Sniff would end the call while her family was still at the caller's mercy."I heard it, didn't I?" The detevive replied with his voice hitting a low.But Rachel's was just about to pick a new climax. "Then what did you do, you did not even flinch!""We had our plan made out already, but you destroyed it by bursting in on that call"."Plan? We had a plan? That was definitely when I had no idea where my loved ones are. Now I know, and I won't let anything happen to t