THE COUNTERACT: A Man Unrivalled.

Chapter 6. We are being followed.

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...Billiard Skyrim International Airport...

Few hours later a plane landed and took the run way.

This flight was particularly different from the one before, and was tagged; 'Dana airplanes' which was of complete good condition.

It happened that, the previous plane, The Diamond airline, had been severely damaged by the storm, and had stopped at a neighboring country for safety precautions and repairs.

In so doing, they had to reschedule another flight for the travelers, causing their ranks to dwindle.

Meanwhile at the terminal lodge, just as Reed had stepped out from the arrival lodge.

A man not faraway checked his phone intently, and was quiet nervous at the same time.

Just as he raised his head again, he saw Reed from a distance and quickly checked his phone again.

"Yes it's him.."

Quickly without a second thought, he pushed his way forward and had arrived before Reed, looking both anxious and nervous at the same time.

When Reed saw him, he was taken aback and looked closely at the man.

Seeing Reed's inadvertent gaze, he quickly explained,,"Actually, I'm here par Mr Marcus Aurelius orders, and am here to personally be your ride?"

"Hmm.." Reed only nodded.

And the man quickly retrieved Reed's briefcase and carried it along.

Just as they stepped outside.

There was this confined change in temperature as Reed was naturally being welcomed by a deemed dark sky, and at the expensed was a seemingly busy road.

Not faraway from a different perception, Someone also stepped out of the terminal and caught a glimpse of the scene, "Why does that person looks just like the underground King, Ronald Reagan Foxx." She shook her head at the thought of it and couldn't help but laughed at her own thoughts.

Who was Ronald Reagan Foxx! A powerful figure in the underground world who controlled half of the territory in the city.

He couldn't just be seen casually anywhere, not to talk of seen walking alone without his goons. Nor being so humble to an unremarkable figure.

Yes that powerful figure, known to be the underground King, was indeed the Man attending diligently to Reed.

Reagan had dragged in Reed's luggage into the boot and quickly took the driver seat.

With Reed disappearing through the back seat, he slammed on the accelerator and drove off.

"Melissa, What are you doing just standing over there! get in the car and let go."

"I might have been thinking it." The young lady, know as Melissa smiled and quickly slipped into the luxurious car.

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Few minutes later the Black Sidan car was seen, moving swiftly in an orderly pace.

Reagan instinctly took a second glance through the rearview at Reed.

His diverted attention on Reed was in basic sync with his driving prowess, partially staring at the rearview interior mirror.

" Although I don't know why Mr Aurelius had such high regard to someone as him.. I'm certain he must indeed have some background, to be able to make him so cautious. "

"What kind of identity could it be! Even i myself I'm afraid, seeing him give me a creep." All this was a figment of Reagan Foxx thought and he couldn't help but swallowed hard.

Reed on the other hand couldn't be bothered and was entranced on the familiar and non familiar scenery outside the opened window, seemingly not paying attention to the Man.

Suddenly Reed retracted his gaze, and looked mysterious.

He smiled and said, "Talking of which.. we are being followed."

Reagan was alarmed and quickly looked through the rear mirror.

It was indeed so, because a Toyota was suspiciously following their tracks, keeping a safe distance.

Reagan Foxx frowned, he was sure this people were unto him and couldn't help but be worried. Not to himself, but to Reed who was just an ordinary person and someone entrusted to him to see to his safety.

For some minutes he didn't know what to do, He took out his cellphone and dialled a contact, but it was instantly cut off.

His expression changed and he couldn't help but dialled few more numbers, yet it was as if, all calls were on a sleeping range.

"What.. why aren't they picking up their damned phone. It's fuck*nk called a handset. Damnit."

No matter whose contact he dialled, it all hit a solid wall of no response.

He looked into the rearview and was both confused and stunned by Reed's nonchalant attitude towards their current predicament.

"How could he not be concerned, does he really think I'm a god that wasn't afraid of death!"

He didn't dwell on it too long and was about to slam tight on the accelerator, when Reed calm voice voice suddenly rang through his ears.

"Why startle the snake under the green grass."

He calmly gave Reagan some instructions.

Reagan frowned with a doubtful thought and immediately looked at Reed through the mirror.

He was damned sure, Reed was his fated nemesis, and although he knew this, he still remained loyal.

He could only pin his hope on a bit string of fate.

After a tensed drive, the Car clocked into a Five star luxury bar and suites hotel.

Inside the bar, Three men in strong casual wears were seen talking to the receptionist, they were non other than the trackers who were on Reagan trail.

After booking a boot, they took the card and continued upstairs.

In the alley upstairs, they passed through one or two waitress and mechanically smiled at them.

The waitress also responded with a peculiar smile and blushes.

When they arrive at a particular door, they exchanged a look and pushed the door open.

Click..

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They stepped forward with overbearing coldness and arrogance.

"Hehe, it's the old man , Ronald Reagan Foxx."

The speaker was non other than the ring leader of the team, he smiled confidently, looking at Reagan who was standing obediently by Reed side, yet secretly trembled inside because he knew the true identities of the three hitmen.

Reagan Foxx complexion slightly changed.

Reed on the other hand although wasn't tensed or frightened, immediately discovered that there was actually some grievances between Reagan and the hand behind the screen.

Sure enough, Reagan Foxx gritted his teeth and said in absolute firmness, " Do you know the consequences of you going against me! Do you really want to have a death warrants on your head's!"

Reagan decided to use a tactical scheme of both words and threat to find a way out, but he never expected the Three to be so unruly to the extreme.

"Hahaha, do you really think we haven't considered all this fact! You really do not get it, do you!"

"Let me put it straight, so your damned brain could easily assimilate! Your life and death contract has been signed by The Northern underground King, Mr Blackwood NJ. And it was handsomely payed to satisfaction, moreover don't even try to call for backup because your phones has long been completely jammed!"

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