Claus and Mia, eager to blend in and avoid drawing attention, decided to take a tour of the estate. It was a way to bide their time and gather more information while keeping a low profile.As they explored the area, Mia's sharp eye caught something intriguing on the walls of one of the buildings. She pointed at the pictures hanging there, her curiosity piqued. "Claus, are these pictures of you?"Claus followed her gaze and smiled, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. "Yeah, they are. Those are pictures from my childhood. The Brotherhood used to train young recruits here, and this place holds a lot of memories for me."Mia stepped closer to the wall, examining the photos with interest. "Look at you," she grinned.Mia pointed to the first picture, which showed a young Claus perched precariously in a tree, looking like he was about to fall. She grinned and asked, "Claus, what were you trying to do?" Claus chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Ah, that's me at about ten years old, try
Carol and Mia head out to welcome El Patrio. The moment the car came to a halt. Claus gave the order. They were just a few inches away from the car when Claus heard Cody's voice. He was screaming over the phone. "It is a trap, Claus. Retreat! Retreat now. E.P. is not there." Claus was still trying to process what Cody just said when the person in the car came down and it was one of the E.P.'s men. Then, in a moment that felt like an icy hand clutching their hearts. Panic rippled through Claus as he quickly relayed orders to halt the mission. However, the gears of fate had already been set in motion.Gunshots pierced the silence, shattering their hopes of a quiet exit. Chaos erupted as their group engaged in a frenzied firefight with El Patrio's well-armed henchmen. Panic swept through the darkened halls as they tried to navigate their way out of the labyrinthine Capital.Claus barked orders over the comm system, urging their allies to retreat, but it was an uphill battle. Bullets w
Claus caught up with her in the hallway. "Mia, please wait. Talk to me." "About what?" She snapped. "About how you knew Rick had a baby and you kept it from me. Even when you knew I was choosing him over you, you didn't stop me, Claus." "That was your choice, Mia. You wanted that and I am trying to respect that." Claus responded. Mia's voice trembled with anger and hurt. "Respect my decision to be married to a cheater? You knew the truth, Claus! You could have stopped me from making a mistake!"Claus's frustration boiled over, and his tone turned harsh. "You think I didn't try? Mia, I told you how much I want to be with you. I want you to be mine, Mia but you were so blinded by your love that you didn't want to hear it!""That is for yourself. You wanted me for yourself not to save me from fixing what is already broken with Rick." Mia yelled. "Yes, I want you for myself and I made it known. I begged you to stay but you refused. You do not see that as saving you, do you?" Claus an
Claus's determination to find Mia led him to search the house compound diligently. He had to make things right, to mend the growing rift between them. The atmosphere was thick with tension as he scanned every corner, his thoughts racing.After a few anxious minutes, he finally spotted her sitting under the stairs, hidden away in the shadows. Her body language was a stark reflection of her inner turmoil — shoulders hunched, her face buried in her hands.Cautiously, Claus approached her, the weight of his actions hanging heavily over him. "Mia," he uttered her name, almost like a plea.Mia's head snapped up, her tear-filled eyes locking onto Claus's. The anguish in her gaze cut through him, but he knew he had to face her anger head-on."What do you want, Claus?" Her voice quivered with a mix of hurt and anger, her fingers tightly gripping her own arms.Claus knelt down in front of her, keeping his distance as he sensed the simmering tension. "I want to talk, Mia. We can't let this come
Claus leaned in closer, his voice soft and reassuring. "Mia, you're not alone in this. We're here for you. We'll help you through this difficult time."Mia's anger and pain began to ebb, replaced by a profound sense of grief. She leaned into Claus, seeking comfort in his presence. Claus held her close, letting her cry it out, knowing that sometimes, words couldn't heal the wounds, but a friend's support could make all the difference.As Mia's sobs gradually subsided, Claus continued to hold her, offering silent support. The room remained filled with the weight of her sorrow, but Claus was determined to be there for her, to help her navigate the turbulent waters of her shattered marriage.Mia took a deep breath, her eyes still damp from crying. She looked at Claus, her voice filled with a mix of sadness and frustration. "Claus, I can't believe he kept such a huge secret from me. It's not just about the child; it's about the betrayal."Claus nodded in understanding, his expression compa
"This has got nothing to do with Mia. Cody. You confirmed there is a mole and we are trying to fish them out" Claus explained, trying to control his growing anger."This has got everything to do with her. You have not been the C.K. I know since you have her by your side. The C.K. I know is a critical thinker, a sharpshooter. You are just being a pussy. And look at you? We could even get this plan right because you were worried about some pussy." Cody yelled. "What did you say?" Claus asked, moving closer to Cody. "You heard what I said." Cody hardly finished the statement before a punch landed on his face. Mia tried to interfere but Carol signaled to her to stay out of it. "Fuck!" Cody yelled in pain as he wiped out the blood coming out of his nose. Claus grabbed him by his collar. "Listen carefully, you can say shit that you wish to say about me but don't you ever dear call Mia a pussy. That's an unforgivable sin." He let go of his shirt. Cody sighed. Claus was already resigning
Just as they were preparing to leave the safe house, the sound of shattering glass erupted through the air, followed by the deafening roar of gunfire. Bullets pierced through the windows, sending shards of glass and splinters of wood flying in all directions. The room was instantly transformed into a battleground, filled with the acrid smell of gunpowder.Instinctively, they dropped to the floor, seeking cover behind furniture and anything else that could provide protection. The attackers, masked and heavily armed, stormed into the room with ruthless efficiency. Their intentions were clear: eliminate everyone in the safe house.Claus, his military training kicking in, swiftly grabbed his weapon and returned fire. The room erupted in a chaotic symphony of gunfire, shouts, and screams as the team fought for their lives. Bullets whizzed past, narrowly missing their targets, while furniture and walls were riddled with bullet holes.Mia, with her back pressed against the wall, clenched her
Yes?" She said when the other person on the line called her full name. "I am Detective Riche, a colleague of your husband. We are currently investigating the disappearance of your husband and would like you to show up at the police department so we can get information from you. " The person said. Mia listened to Detective Riche's request, her mind racing with thoughts. She knew that involving the police could complicate their mission further, but at the same time, it might provide an opportunity to gather information about her husband's disappearance."Detective Riche, I appreciate your efforts to find my husband," Mia began cautiously. "But I'm in a complex situation right now. I'll cooperate with your investigation, but I need some time to arrange for my safety and meet you at the police department."Detective Riche hesitated for a moment before responding, "I understand, Mrs. Mia. Please take the time you need, but do try to make it as soon as possible. We might have crucial info