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The guy stood at the edge of the pool, arms folded across his chest. He was muscular, tall, with a broad chest and thick arms that looked like he spent more time in the gym than anywhere else. But his face—his face was rough. Ugly, even. A crooked nose, narrow eyes, and a jaw that looked like it had been broken and put back together wrong. He stared down at David like David was something stuck to the bottom of his shoe.David was frozen. His heart was pounding. He looked at Catherine, expecting her to look as confused as he felt. But she wasn't confused. She looked embarrassed. Like she had been caught doing something she shouldn't have."Excuse me," David said, finding his voice. "Who are you?""I should be asking you that question," the guy said, his voice low and mean. "What are you—""Why in the hell do you always like making my life a nightmare, Philip?" Catherine cut him off. Her voice was sharp, tired, like she had said these words a hundred times before. "What have I done to y
THE CULTURAL WEEK
The whole school was buzzing.Cultural week was the biggest event of the year at Darlington University. Students from every corner of the world—Americans, Asians, Africans, Europeans—all came together to celebrate their heritage. The campus was decorated with flags and banners, food stalls were set up along the main walkways, and music from different cultures played from speakers mounted on every building.The talk everywhere was about the bonfire party. It was the official kickoff, happening on the school field at 8pm. Everyone was going. Everyone was excited.David had been monitoring Catherine for days. He knew her schedule, her habits, her favorite spots. He knew she would be at the cafeteria that afternoon with her friends, planning their outfits for the bonfire.He walked in like he was just passing through. He grabbed a tray, bought a drink, and turned around—bumping straight into her."Oh, sorry," he said, stepping back. Then his face lit up with recognition. "Catherine, right
CHAPTER 31
David woke up before dawn.He lay in his hostel bed, staring at the ceiling, going over the plan in his head for the hundredth time. Today was the day. He had waited long enough.He had studied Catherine's routine for over a week now. She ate breakfast at the same café near the law faculty every morning at 7:30, always alone, always with a book. She had a free period after her first lecture, which she spent in the library courtyard on the same bench, reading. Same spot. Same time. Every day.He got up, showered, and dressed carefully. Casual but presentable. Jeans, a plain shirt, clean sneakers. He looked at himself in the mirror. Tall, athletic, with a strong jaw and sharp brown eyes that women noticed more than he liked to admit. He had been chosen for this mission for a reason—his looks, his charm, his ability to make people trust him. He planned to use all of it.This is my only shot, he thought. I can't afford to mess it up.---He arrived at the café at 7:15 and bought a coffee.
CHAPTER 30
David sat on the edge of his bed in the small hostel room, staring at the photographs spread out before him. Three faces. Two boys, one girl. Scar's children. His mission.The room was quiet except for the faint hum of the ceiling fan and the distant sound of students laughing somewhere outside. His roommate hadn't returned yet, which was good. David needed this time alone to think.He picked up the first photo. Miller. The eldest son. Business student, third year. Tall, broad-shouldered, confident. The kind of guy who probably had friends everywhere and never struggled to fit in. The kind of guy who had women flocking around him like moths to a flame.The second photo. Mikel. The younger son. Also business, also third year. Softer features, quieter eyes. He looked like the type who followed his older brother around, letting him lead.The third photo. Catherine. The only daughter. Law student, second year. Beautiful, with her father's sharp jawline but her mother's gentle eyes. She wa
CHAPTER 29:
As early as 9:00 am, a black SUV drove to the gate of Darlington University. Inside it was a man, a woman, and a young boy of twenty-two. The man was dressed in a suit, the woman in a formal gown, and the boy wore casual clothes—jeans, a hoodie, a backpack slung over his shoulder. He looked like any other freshman arriving for the semester.They stopped at the gate for a security search. The guards were professional, checking under the car, opening the trunk, scanning the inside with flashlights. The man handed over their ID cards, and the woman smiled politely. The guards verified the documents on a tablet, nodded, and waved them through."Welcome to Darlington University," one guard said.They drove slowly through the campus. The place was beautiful—green lawns, old brick buildings, students walking in groups, laughing, talking on their phones. The boy watched everything through the window, memorizing the layout, the paths, the security cameras posted on every corner.They went to t
CHAPTER 28.
That night none of them rested. Raj and his hackers were in the red room working throughout to find valuable informations before the next morning and the chappatti officials never left them. They were serious about Andrew getting justice for his father. Not just because he was their leader but also because Mr. Chappatti was also their leader and they demanded justice for him. The red room was alive with the sound of keyboards clicking and voices murmuring, everyone focused on one goal—finding Scar.Andrew on the other hand wasn't present all through with them at the red room but he didn't drive home straight. He had driven far to his parents grave. His mom and dad were buried beside each other in a small cemetery on the outskirts of the city, a quiet place surrounded by old trees and tall grass. No one came here anymore except the wind and the birds.On his hand was a flower. A single red rose, the kind his mother used to love when she was alive. He had long avoided this place since h
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