Lightning didn't know why the cop didn't listen to her and it annoyed the hell out of her. Her reckless action brought their enemies to their hideout, which made their getaway almost impossible.
She had had to confiscate her phone so the cop is not tempted to call anyone for help.
Lightning scoffed as she remembered the cop asking to give herself up. As if she would be stupid enough to trust the Justice system in the state. She will most likely be dead before she makes it to the police station.
Percy's reach into the government was so verse that Lightning was not ready to trust anyone's words. She was going to Marcus because she put her trust in the guy's feelings for her to know that he wouldn't betray her. Nevertheless, it was a risky gamble.
On their way to LA Lightning tried to figure out a way to end this and make sure that she and Carolyn gets to live their lives safely becaus
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Hunt one Creating the target. On the thirtieth floor of a fifty-floor office building behind the door that has CEO Shihon Pharmaceuticals, a phone rang and the man behind the big dark well-polished desk picked up the phone. He is in his early sixties with full-on grey hair styled on neatly to the back, with a side opening. He is a handsome man, well built for a man of his age. " Hello, " he speaks into the phone. " I am sorry sir to inform you that your company lost the bid, " a female voice said from the other side of the phone. " WHAT!! " He gasped into the phone as all the blood drained from his face. Suddenly his dark blue tie became too tight for him and he loosened it to alow some air to his clogged up throat. " May I ask
Selecting the assassins The next morning Percy dressed in an impeccable Armani suit, with his dyed black hair planes all back with a neat parting at the side and a black briefcase, Percy walked into Skyrose publishing company, a twenty-floor towering skyscraper at the heart of the city with his two security guards. The lobby was a busy pandemonium with people coming and going. He turned to his left and headed for one of the elevators. The building had two of them one on the left and one to the right. inside one of his men, a tall burly man with hefty muscles that could squash an egg with minimal effort pressed the button to start the lift, but instead of going up the lift went down to open to another floor which most of the city lacks the knowledge of its existence. " Your coffee sir, " a young tall lanky guy with geeky glasses and mouse-shaggy curly hair said to Percy in a twitchy nervous tone while making sure that the files in his
Dark Shadow sat quietly in a hidden dark corner inside a shady-looking bar nursing his drink while all around him noise and chaos reigned. There was a fighting ring below and people were screaming for the choice of their winner. He had a black hood over his head that kept him hidden from prying eyes and the deadly aura emanating from him made sure no one approached him, but people hardly noticed him because of how hidden he sat. The lack of awareness from the people in the bar didn't mean that Dark Shadow was unaware of everything happening around him. He sat with his back to the wall, and a clear view to the door, that afforded him the knowledge of who enters or leaves the bar a perfect position for anyone who lives with the constant threat to his life. His lithe frame is primed and alert ready to react at any sign of danger. Once he was done with his drink he stood from the table dropped a couple of bills on it and headed down the iron stairs
LAA man is seen standing in a large beautifully designed modern office facing the window with one hand in his suit pocket and the other holding a glass of wine as he stared off through the floor-to-ceiling window into the city. He had a bored look in his eyes and seemed lost in his thoughts.The sound of his door opening made him turn around. He adjusted the frame of the medicated glasses covering his dark brown eyes, to regard the man that just walked into his office.In terms of looks, the man wouldn't be considered handsome but he has an attractive face and a good body build that tends to make people pause to stare at him when he walks by." Did you find her? " He asked the person that just walked in." Yes boss, " the young man answered in a polite tone making his way forward to hand him the file he had in his hand." Where is she? "" New York City, " the young man answered.An in
The large man sitting on the wooden bench, bare-chested with his upper body full of decorative tattoos of souvenirs from his every kill, and his huge arms muscles bulging under the strain of his opponent trying to force his hand down preened under the adulation of his cheering fans. He drives so much pleasure in confirming his masculinity when he defeats the men that challenge him to arm wrestle in this bar. He has been coming here for years and used the bar as an escape from the shitty life he lives. He was a man that thrives under violence and chaos which is provided to him by the men who contract him to kill for them and here is where he comes to unwind from all those killings and violence. For a few months now he hasn't had any job and he is getting antsy, and the little excitement provided by these challenges and the exhilaration from the crowd is what is keeping him from going bat shit crazy.He looked at the guy sitting across from him. He was big but he was bigg
The crowd was all frozen in time as they gawked at the scene before them, their eyes large as a saucer, jaws down on the floor, face horrified in stark in disbelief. They couldn't comprehend how the sensual encounter that had most of them spotting a hard-on could suddenly turn south leaving them with a dead man on the floor and a knife sticking off his neck. While they were all occupied with the corpse Lightning slithered away like a ghost before anyone could notice her absence.She hurried towards the entrance passing two men in black at the stairs whom she paid no attention to focus on making a clean getaway.The two men in question made their way into the bar where they threw a smoke bomb into the room which had everyone coughing and blinded resulting in frightful screeches and chaos.When the fog of smoke cleared from the room the dead man on the floor was nowhere to be seen which frightened the crowd more and sent them running for the hills and
Harmon BLack made his way into his training studio. His students were already there sitting and chatting in groups. When they caught wind of him they all scattered to their rightful position and stood with rigid attention their focus straight forward, a serious look on all their faces.Harmon is a martial artist who trains students in the ways of Tai chi martial art. He has an impressive height of six ft, a cold sculpted face with handsome features, a well-trimmed built body honed from years of training as a martial artist and kickboxer.He made his way to the front of the class in confident bold swagger and then stood with his hand crossed behind his back to address the class." Today our main focus is building your internal force and this will include mental balancing, clearing your mind off all stressful thoughts, and relaxing your mind but first, we will start up with the usual warm-up exercise, " his deep baritone voice boomed across the r
Shelby's eyes flickered open into a strange unrecognized room. She looked around for something familiar only for her gaze to land on a familiar form and lock. It was her stalker. He was sleeping on a chair beside her bed. She stared intrigued at his slumbering face. He looked comically cute with his face drooping down to the side and his black-framed glasses hanging crookedly on his face.An amused smile on her face. She tried to strengthen up only to let out a loud wince of discomfort when her tummy protested in pain. The sharp pain filling her guts brought back the memories of yesterday causing her blue eyes to clench close in rage and sadness at the thought of her dead boss. She was going to make sure that his killer pays.Her rattling around on the bed woke the guy dozing on the chair and he quickly sat up, his gaze swinging first in her direction to make sure she was alright." You are awake, " Marcus stated adjusting his glasses back to h