Marcel had been scouting the hospital for any sign of Fred or his men had he had not found any. He was pissed at himself for leaving Mark, the guard who had managed to survive alive. He had thought he would come to death before anyone found him, but he had been wrong, and now, with him alive, it is a threat to his identity and could implicate him or, worse, kill him. He had to do something about it, and that was finishing what he started. Marcel was an assassin who specialised in death that looked like an accident or death that could not be traced as he was very careful and made sure to leave no witness alive. He had retired from the profession long ago after he was almost caught during one of his job, he wanted a simpler job and met one of his pals then who had introduced him to a bodyguard agency. He accepted and was later recruited by Fred to work for ROWES.He was in shock when he received a call from an unknown number who said they his services. He wondered how they had gotte
Alex had planned to meet up with Rowan in their private spot, which was reserved for meetings as they didn’t want anyone to know about their relationship as best friends. It was to their advantage, of course, as they were able to get information from their rivals and report it to themselves, putting themselves a step further than their rivals.A lot of people don't know they are friends except for a few. The only time they meet is during events where they act professionally, leading everyone to believe they were nothing more than acquaintances. Other times, they meet at their private spot, a place out in the open for all to see and hidden enough for no one to suspect anything. Valerie’s Bar, a bar which was co- owned by Rowan’s parent and Alex parents when they were still alive. It became their private spot some years ago after they discovered it had been abandoned every since the accident and when Alex parents left the country. They renovated it in secret and built it to what it wa
Mr Peter had not been at peace nor settled ever since his encounter with Maria in his office. He had not been able to concentrate while he was at the mansion. His thoughts had been muddled, and all he could think about was what Maria had said to him and how he was going to do what he had been asked to do.The mansion was heavily monitored, and security cameras were at every corner of the house to report any suspicious activity from any of them. He knows for a fact that their phones were being monitored as it took a while after the meeting before their phones were returned back to them.He didn’t step out of his allocated room for a while. He couldn’t afford to cry with the cameras watching him, although hidden in the rooms, he knew there would be cameras inside the rooms. He has always known to be very crafty and cautious when it comes to business, and he wouldn’t want anything to mess up his plan.The only freedom he had was whenever he was in the bathroom. He would cry and wail whil
Marcel was deposited into the trunk of the car while he was knocked out. They managed to sneak him outside before the nurses who were supposed to come in for their night shift. Fred called the security personnel in charge of the security cameras to delete footage of them taking Marcel out of the hospital but leave footage of him entering the hospital, thereby leaving no trace of them.They had taken him to a safe house that wasn’t traceable. It was hidden in plain sight, yet no one knew what it was about. It had a front disguised as a tattoo parlour, but at the back, Fred and Rowan ran business as usual.They stripped him while he was still knocked out, leaving him in only his underwear, and they wrapped chains around his leg and hanged him, facing upside down to the ceiling.His back was filled with several scars from the jobs he had taken. Fred took notice of this as he assessed his body. He had callouses on his hand from years of profession.Fred sat in front of him reading the do
Vivian sat by her mother's bedside, watching her breathe shallowly as she slept. She could hear the beeps of the machines monitoring her mother's vital signs, and the sterile scent of the hospital filled her nose. She had been in the hospital for a week now, and her health had deteriorated rapidly. It was difficult for her to watch her mother suffer from cancer. She wished she could take away her pain and make everything right.The doctors had informed Vivian that her mother's only chance of survival was to undergo surgery, which required a large sum of money that Vivian didn't have.She had checked her savings account, which she had been saving up for years, and realized that it wasn't enough. Vivian already worked multiple jobs, but they barely covered her bills and rent. She knew she needed to find a way to get more money quickly.As Vivian sat there, lost in thought, her friend Piper entered the room. Piper had been a close friend of Vivian's for years, and she could tell that so
Vivian was in the middle of her shift at the café when her boss called her into his office."Vivian, we just got a huge order from one of our clients, and I need you to deliver it," he said, handing her a paper bag full of pastries and coffee cups. "Can you handle it?"Vivian nodded, eager to please her boss and prove her worth as an employee. She took the bag and left the café, hopping onto her bike and pedaling down the busy streets.As she was crossing an intersection, a car suddenly swerved in her direction, narrowly missing her bike. Vivian slammed on the brakes, their heart racing as she watched the car come to a stop a few feet away.The driver, a tall and handsome man, stepped out of the car and approached her."I'm so sorry," he said, his voice apologetic. "I didn't see you coming."Vivian was furious. "Are you blind? You almost hit me!" she yelled, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks.The man held up his hands in surrender. "I know, I know. I'm sorry.The owner of the car ca
Vivian had a long and tiring day at work, and all she wanted to do was to go home and relax. She was hoping to hear some good news regarding her job applications, but when she checked her mailbox, there was no reply. She was disappointed, but she decided to check her spam folder just in case.To her surprise, there was an email from ROWES, a famous fashion brand. She couldn't believe it because she hadn't applied to the company. She opened the email and read that she was invited for an interview the next day at 10 am. She was excited and nervous at the same time.Without wasting any time, she quickly stood up from her couch and picked up a dress to wear for the interview. She texted her boss, informing her that she won't be coming to work the next day.After that, Vivian went to sleep with a mix of excitement and anxiety. She couldn't believe that she was invited to interview with a fashion brand that she admired. She had always dreamt of working in the fashion industry, and this coul
Piper was busy attending to customers at her bakery when a man walked in. He seemed interested in ordering some cakes and cookies, but Piper could also tell that he was trying to flirt with her."Hi there, my name is Alex. And I must say, your bakery is amazing," he said, flashing a charming smile."Thank you, I'm glad you like it," Piper replied politely, trying to focus on taking his order.As they continued to talk, Alex seemed to become more and more interested in Piper. He kept asking her questions about herself and her business, and Piper found herself enjoying his company."Hey, Piper. I was wondering, would you be interested in going out sometime?" Alex asked, looking directly into her eyes.Piper felt a flutter in her stomach at the suggestion. She had been single for a while and Alex seemed like a nice enough guy. "Sure, that sounds great," she replied, jotting down her number on a piece of paper.As Alex left the bakery, Piper couldn't help but feel excited about the prospe