2025-01-10 15:36:31Hello everyone, happy new year! It's been awhile I posted a worthwhile chapter. I'm extremely sorry, I was working on other projects and was busy, but trust me to create more chapters this month.
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A Private Investigation:
She wasn’t the only one scanning the room.His grandfather, Justin arrived in a tailored navy suit, his presence confident yet predatory. His eyes darted through the glittering crowd until they landed on a tall figure in a charcoal suit standing beside the grand piano.Leonard.He wasn’t speaking, only listening intensely to a woman droning about oil shares. His expression was unreadable, cool, but not disinterested. The perfect mask.Claire edged closer to the same orbit, pretending to admire a nearby sculpture. She watched the subtle exchanges, the way Leonard held himself with quiet authority.Justin made his move."Mr. Leonard," he said, stepping forward with a warm smile and an extended hand. "Justin Styles. I’ve been hoping to meet you."Leonard's sharp gaze turned toward him slowly, the blue in his eyes almost glacial. "Styles of Caldwell Enterprises.""You’ve heard of me. I’m flattered.""Flattery is often a prelude to ambition."Justin laughed lightly. "Then I suppose I’m gui
Unveiling The Enigma:
You're asking about Leonard?” Roman looked at Claire in a rather strange way while sipping his wine. His countenance was sour but because he was speaking to dignified woman he tried to keep his feelings at bay.“Leonard is just a poor loser, Ms. Claire you don’t have to bother about him at all,” he said with a small smile.Claire stared back at him blankly. “If he was a loser there was no way Mr. Hades would have been startled by his sight and also he wouldn’t have had the power to throw you out of the party.”Faced with Claire’s accusation, Roman’s face turned red. The humiliation he had suffered at the party still rang in his mind. Leonard was a jinx, on earth only to ruin him, he thought.Roman leaned back on his chair. “Ms. Claire, that was merely a slight confusion. Your sudden interest in Leonard is intriguing. Did that lowly bastard annoy you?”“I didn’t call you here to ask about that actually or exchange words with you, Mr Reigns. All I want is for you to tell me what you kno
Chaos In Keith’s Home:
“Are you two planning to share our home or fight and argue all the time?” He looked at them with a wary stare and asked.“We're just passing time here,” Keith said, carefully choosing his words.He raised his nose to the air. “Don’t we all have similar experiences? My name is Jeb.”Another was a woman with a puppy and a young man with an eye scar after her. They didn’t say anything as they ate the food they had. She held close to Keith, clearly fearing him.Afterward, Keith got up and went somewhere to make a quick phone call. When he got the signal, he picked up the phone and dialed the number.“Markus. We're ready. Have the helicopter go to the Eastfield train yard. We will alight from the train at twenty.”He was ready to end the call when his phone vibrated.The phone number said “Seth.”"Seth? What's wrong?"“It's Mom. She has made it to the house. She is fussing at all the staff, as if she is back to being the head of the house. I asked her to leave, yet she insists on staying.”
Traces Of Uncertainty:
The echo of metal and rusty horns in the train yard made it clear this place was alive with action and created a fearful atmosphere for Keith and Bella.The valves hissed and small puddles shone, reflecting the two escaping criminals as they ran along the old railcars.She pulled her coat nearer to her as she looked around, watching all the actions of the people nearby. Barry’s troops might be lurking anywhere around us.Keith nodded while keeping his jaw strong. He used his watch to activate a low-frequency scanner. “Yet, we need to act fast since the next security check is coming soon.”They moved along the edge of the map, hiding under stairs and passing underneath stacks of cargo containers. In the distance, a freight train began making its loud rattle, making them feel more alert.Keith pointed in the direction of the boxcars being lined up to leave the station. “It looks like the train is getting ready to depart. It’s by far our greatest chance."Bella moved her gaze to the came
Desperate Measures:
The men scattered instantly, some going down through the building, others calling their mates on the ground on the radio. Barry’s network was huge-corrupt law enforcement forces, bought-off locals, and blood-thirsty mercenaries. Keith and Bella had gotten away once but Barry was sick of playing games.On the ground level, Keith and Bella ran into an alleyway between two antique brick buildings, the mouth of which was partly covered with a collapsed dumpster and a tangle of wires.Wait,” Bella gasped, slouching over, her hands over her side. “Just a second.”Keith turned back and looked at the road. “We don’t have a second. They’re everywhere.”Footsteps pursued them, and two of Barry’s men showed up at the mouth of the alley. Keith pushed Bella further in the small passage where the walls closed closer.“This way!” he cried, and he saw a service ladder, which ran up the side of an old building that was crumblingThey made the climb on wobbly, rusted rungs. At the very top was a forgot
Into The Fray:
The skinny ventilation shaft crowded them, old air laden with dirt and the acrid odour of metal. Keith was on point and he led the way, every inch gained through the struggle grating his elbows and knees, heart pounding in the ears. Behind him, Bella’s breaths came in gasps, barely there was room for breathing, if not for moving.They had no choice. Barry’s men were combing the facility with their radios full of brusque directions. The shaft moaned under them, every whine sounding like a gunshot in the close confines. It was only a tip of the blade that they stood on, and one slip from either of them could see the thin metal beneath them give out.Keith got to the end of the shaft and looked through the small, grated vent. A breath of fresh air greeted him – cool, crisp and seasoned with the smell of rain-watered concrete. Beyond the vent, the rooftop appeared before the cover of a fast-darkening sky.“We’re out,” he whispered.He got to work on the screws in the vent cover with shaki
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