Francis’s eyebrows creased as he busied himself working with his laptop. After the night of terror, he had been working non-stop to submit reports and worse, CHAOS I was activated. It was a legendary device that caused a great deal of controversy six years ago.
Its logarithm was challenging to understand as it was one of the inventions of the great Alexandrei, and these inventions couldn’t be solved in one snap. Usually, it would take an absolute genius and someone hard working to crack his logarithm.
As he immersed himself in work, the door of Sol’s room creaked open, and Ethan came in,
“Francis, Hiram is here to check on the young master.”
He nodded but didn’t listen to Ethan until a grou
The air was cold in Rayfield city. The blood smelled throughout the air, and it thickened as he walked through the endless maze. He had conflicting yet exciting feelings about all this, and he knew danger was at the end of the maze.'Who cares? We are all going to die anyway.' Ethan thought.He took a few steps forward, and he could hear men talking in the distance, he quickened his pace and when he was about to get out of the alley - a hand-pulled him right back."Not so fast, boy." a strange man warned. "Look,"Looking straight to the spotlight, Ethan's jaw dropped as he saw a man being murdered in a far distance. The screams were eloquent, and the smell of blood stench. 
Him.Sol was a famous back-to-back lightweight division champion in MMA, but his roots were unknown. He threw punches in the octagon, sending people to death just like the deity Anubis. He was the fiercest, yet no one knew his real story, and no one dared to ask.Sol McConnell was the current defending back-to-back lightweight champion. He was fast, brute, and smart. Any intelligent fighter would definitely avoid agitating the Egyptian deity in the rink. He stormed to fame five years ago when he took down James the “Lethal Beast” McAvey in 30 seconds in the rink and was hospitalized for two weeks due to unforeseen injuries.Sol McConnell took the limelight and was celebrated due to his undeniable charm in the rink and, of course, his good looks.
The wisp of the cool air made him shudder, and he stood outside the hotel as if he was waiting for someone. Carl was looking out the people and towards the busy streets when he bumped into someone;“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” The young man apologized as he brushed past Carl.He held on to his computer; messy hair and his polo buttons were unmatched. His breathing was steady, but his eyes were desperate. The next moment, Carl saw a few men from the Wulfric family running outside the hotel, and this piqued his attention:“Running away?” Carl asked as he offered his hand to him.The young man looked at him, his eyes were guarded and desperate, but he was more defensive this time. H
In McConnell's Estate, all people respected and valued each other. If tension arose, they would look up to Leon and hear out his council. For years, Carl had sought his advice whenever something happened in the company. Nothing escapes Carl's watchful eyes, and Leon knew he could handle the company's affairs without fail.Carl's daily meeting with Leon was composed of the latest update on the project Leon had started four years ago, the company's condition, and of course, what happened last night outside the hotel."I'm looking into it, father. You don't have to worry, and the victim is safe with me.""That's good to hear, son. Right, how's Sol?"
It was pouring on Rayfield City, which was unusual weather in Rayfield City, especially during mid-June. The airport was busy as ever and people were coming in and out of the building. On the other side of the road, a long line of Mercedes Benz cars was parked, strange men in black suits crowded the pile and there was an old man who patiently sat and stayed in the car, patiently waiting.“Sir, coach Jacob Jenkins is here.”This time the old man looked up to one of his companions and whispered something before he left towards the building.Jacob Jenkins had landed in Rayfield City. Jacob was a former heavyweight champion in MMA but quit when his family was killed. Later on, he joined the McConnell family to find out the truth but there was no lead that would
Noon, people were bustling in and out of the restaurant, and people were rushing to lunch. Most of the customers were eating without caring too much about the surroundings. Until a loud bang was heard and a shriek pierced into Sol's ear!"Ahh!"The following events happened so quickly that he became deaf and numb as what transpired next."Carl?" His eyes went huge, and his breathing became wild and rapid.Blood gushed out through Carl's shoulder, and the next thing Solomon could see was his brother lying on the ground, drowning in his own blood.The waitress who got inside to serve their food hysterically shouted, and Ethan rushed in
Carl was still unconscious when Ethan left and was still under observation. Sabrina sat helplessly outside the ICU when Jacob went back to see her;“What is happening, coach? From the moment we got here, it’s as if the pandora opened. I need answers.”Jacob nodded as if agreeing with Sabrina, “Sol will explain everything about him, and all I can say, don’t doubt your player.”“And what are you, coach? A failed fighter or a failed mafia member?”The coldness in Sabrina’s voice was felt inside the entire hospital, and despite Jacob’s plan to lie again, he decided to give up and explain everything.
Salazar was sitting in one of the VIP seats in the arena, staff and organizers were preparing people to usher in when he arrived in of the seats in the VIP box. His phone vibrated which he took out from his pocket and frowned at it; [Boss, Carl is still alive. The McConnell has changed the hospital staff and we can’t move.] “Useless.” He bitterly uttered and threw away his phone and hurriedly his assistant gave him a new one. “Check all emergency rooms in the city and make sure to place our best men inside, you all are not allowed to make mistakes,” Salazar instructed. Salazar had beaten up Solomon a while and he was already half dead