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They hurriedly rushed out from the car and formed a line in front of the house, their weapons drawn and ready, some lifted in the air, ready to give a warning shot. The commanding officer walked a bit closer to the front, raising his radio to his mouth, his voice firm and commanding as he spoke. "This is the police! Come out with your hands up! We have the house surrounded. Do not attempt to flee or resist arrest," he said, then immediately went back to join his colleagues. The officers stood poised and alert, their eyes scanning the windows and doors of the house for any sign of movement. "Madam, I repeat, come out peacefully and surrender yourself to the authorities," the commanding officer repeated, his voice heavy with authority. After no one came out, the police commander looked furious as he instructed his boys. "Prepare to breach! Stack at the door and be ready to move by my command." "Get ready!" the police commander shouted out. Moveee!!! "Go! Go! Go!" he ordered, wit
"Yes yes, she's coming, she's on her way, but she's a little stuck in traffic," Liam declared as he got off the phone, while they sat at a table in the restaurant. "Canada for you," Brindle murmured. "Thank you so much for what you're doing for Mrs. Kiara," she added. Liam nodded with a smile. "On a scale of 1 to 10, how quickly do you think she is going to recover?" Brindle asked. "8.5, ma'am," Liam responded. "Oh, I see," Brindle said, nervously smiling as she scratched the back of her head. "I just hope it's quicker," Brindle added, with a bittersweet smile as she turned to Richard and placed her hands on his. "I hope you don't make it," Brindle uttered in her head as she looked at Richard, still wearing a smile. "Are you going to stay here for a long time?" Brindle asked as she turned to Liam. "I can't tell for now. Mrs. Kiara's recovery will determine that," Liam said. "Oh, she's almost here," Liam said as a message popped up on his phone. "There she is," Liam said as
"She must have choked on emotions," Brindle said as she rushed to them. Liam raised his head to look up at her."Oh, I mean the water," she said as she forcefully smiled."Are you okay?" she asked as she leaned in to Natalie, her hands squeezing Natalie's tightly.Natalie nodded."Alright, you heard her, right folks? She's fine. Enough of letting her steal the show like a superstar. Let's continue with our lunch," she said with a mischievous grin."Before that ruins our day, I was saying how much in love we are with each other," Brindle said as she threw a smile at Natalie."Be careful with that soup, it's a little hot. You may burn yourself," Richard warned across the table as Natalie was about to take a bite of her tomato soup.Natalie nodded in appreciation. "We will soon be getting married," Brindle said as her words hung in the air.Natalie's heart skipped a beat, her gaze flickering to Richard."Oh, that's great news! Congratulations to you both," Liam said."Thank you," Richard
"For now, we can't determine who will take the Female Lead position for this movie, but for the Male lead, Sébastien would fit the role," Mr. Noah said. "It's between you and whoever Mr. Whimper would bring, and we'll see who will take it from there." "But you know, Natalie isn't just any actress; she's a multi-award winner, one of the best actresses in the world. So, asking her to compete with whoever might not be the best move for our brand," Tony said. "This isn't a competition; it's a collaboration to help extend both productions," Mr. Noah said, trying to clarify himself. "It is! That is where you are getting it all wrong," a heavily voiced individual interjected as he walked closer. "It's a competition," the voice repeated as it drew nearer. "Ah, Mr. Whimper, you're here. Welcome," Mr. Noah said as he stood up and extended his hand for a handshake. "Natalie, nice to meet you again," Mr. Whimper said with a heavy laugh as he approached. His eyes crinkled at the corners as he
"Ahhh, how dare he use his hands on me," he said furiously, slamming the door behind him as he stormed into his room. He went straight to the alcohol section of his mini bar in his bedroom and poured himself a glass of whiskey, his hands shaking with rage as he gulped it all in one sip."I won't let you get away with it, not this time, Ric-hard Wood, you think you have power now, I will make sure you lose everything, and you will bow to me," he said through clenched teeth as he gazed into thin air, lost in his thought as a memorial took him away."Who is that girl in the queue over there?" he asked, his gaze fixed on a young, beautiful woman with a striking presence."She was selected for the audition for the role of Naomi," a man from the production team said."Don't let her wait, sack all the rest. I want her," he said without hesitation."But...but sir, we have to—" the crewman started to say, but Mr. Whimper cut him off."You heard me right. I don't like repeating myself. Do as I s
"Well, well, well, see who we have here, the outdated, outmoded Natalie," Brindle said with folded arms as she walked toward Natalie immediately upon her entering the casting house. "I thought you wouldn't show your face here after yesterday," she added."I know that's exactly what you want for me to cower in fear. But guess what? I won't let you have that satisfaction. I'm here to prove myself, and I won't let you or anyone else stand in my way. I've spent years honing my craft, perfecting myself. I am the master of my domain and you think I will stumble" Natalie said, staring her down. "I will take my leave, Mrs. Brindle Wood," she said with a grin as she walked away but then turned back around to face Brindle once more. "Oh, my bad, I forgot you both are not yet married for you to bear that last name. Is that ever going to happen? Looks like it's taking forever," she said, smiling, and then walked away.Brindle stood there, looking furious as she watched her leave. "You are so anno
Pew pew pew pewStanding at the firing range, the atmosphere was heavy with the scent of gunpowder and the echo of distant shots. Dressed in a black leather jacket, hair neatly tied in a ponytail, she held the firearm firmly, a sleek black pistol. Her focus was unmatched as she made each shot with her feet shoulder-width apart."That was a great shot," a man said as he approached her with a small cart holding a few new firearms. "Test these ones out," he said."Sure," she said with a smile. Without wasting much time, she dropped her pistol and took one of the new guns."Oh, this looks smooth," she said as she inspected it briefly before loading it. She resumed her position, her feet firm, and raised the revolver. She made some powerful shots, each bullet hitting the target without a fail"Not bad," she muttered with a smirk as she lowered the revolver and picked up a semi-automatic rifle from the batch. She positioned herself again and squeezed the trigger, sending a flurry of shots s
"Are you alright? Have you considered the consequences of your request? I can't abandon her, especially not at this unforeseen moment," Mr. Richard stated with a mix of frustration and concern in his voice. The caller's voice remained stern, "You have only 24 hours to finalize the divorce, or you risk losing me and the child we're expecting." Desperation filled Richard's response, "Brindle, please, I can't go through with a divorce, especially tomorrow, on the day of our sixth anniversary. It would shatter her, I know my wife. Show some compassion, for goodness' sake." The caller's voice softened, "Do you truly love me? You know I love you with all my heart; I can't bear the thought of losing you, Brindle," Mr. Richard admitted earnestly. Then comply with my request, considering I have a generous heart. I'll grant you a two-week window to set things right," the caller stated before abruptly ending the call. Richard was left in shock, murmuring to himself, "Just two weeks In a fit