The underground cell was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The bulbs that hung from the wall were flickering- as if it was about to go out any second. Just beneath the bulb, two chairs were kept opposite each other.Two men, Chris, and the assassin who had tried to attack Victor, were tied to chairs, unconscious. Both of their faces were swollen and filled with bruises, indicating the rough night they had. “Wake them up!”A tall and imposing figure dressed in a black suit stood before them. “Yes, sir.” Levian watched in indifference as Roy splashed water on the two men, awakening them with a jolt.Levian wasted no time, his gaze locked onto Chris. "Who gave you the order to kill Sherry?" he demanded. “I-I don’t know what you are talking about.” Chris denied any knowledge. Levian reached out and grabbed Chris by his throat. “Don’t play dumb with me Chris!” Levian roared as he landed a punch on his face, making Chris wince in pain.“I really don’t know!” Chris said as he
Donald Kruk stopped struggling and froze in horror when he heard the chilling voice. He looked around the room, taking in the dim lighting and the imposing figures surrounding him when he noticed a half-dead man tied to a chair.“Y-You!” Sweat beads formed on his forehead when he realized why he had been brought here. He recognized the man. He tried to hide his fear, but he knew it was written all over his face.Donald Kruk had always been a man of nerves of steel, but as he stood before Levian, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. Levian was a formidable presence, with his towering frame and piercing eyes.Levian strode forward, his black suit emphasizing his powerful build. "I've been waiting for you," he said, his voice low and menacing. He walked slowly around the room, his gaze locked on Donald. "You must be wondering why you're here.”He said, "You owe me some explanation, don’t you?"“W-What ever do you mean by that?” Donald shivered under the menacing gaze. He
When Sherry woke up again, she was alone in the ward. Since she felt much better, she did not feel like sleeping anymore. She sat up on her bed and rang the bell to call for a nurse.She looked around for Levian but there was no sign of him. “Did he go somewhere?” Sherry remembered telling him everything from last night before the medicine kicked in and she drifted to sleep.The door to her ward opened and the doctor who she had seen before walked in. “Any discomforts?” He asked politely as he gave her a subtle check-up. “None,” Sherry thanked the doctor with a slight smile.“If you want to, you can take a walk around,” the doctor suggested. “It will be better for you to get some fresh air too.”After the doctor left the room, Sherry walked out of the bed and wrapped a shawl around her. Still, in her hospital pajamas, she decided to take a stroll around the hospital.“Hmmm,” Sherry breathed in a fresh breeze as she stopped to take a break inside a garden. Since the hospital was a priv
Sherry felt a sense of warmth and gratitude upon hearing the kind words from her grandfather-in-law. However, he took advantage of the moment and slipped in a sly request. "But if I am lucky enough, I want to see my great-grandchild too," he said with a heavy sigh of dejection. "All of my friends are already taking their great-grandchildren to kindergarten and here I am..."Sherry knew that having a child was a risky proposition given her circumstances, but she didn't want to dishearten the old man. "We will discuss it," she said, trying to end the topic on a positive note."Grandpa, I have a question," Sherry said, changing the subject."Ask away," her father-in-law replied with a smile, happy to engage in conversation with his daughter-in-law.“I met elder sister the other day,” Sherry had wanted to ask about Sarah. Although her impression of her was not good, knowing how good of a people Levain and his grandfather were, she felt there was a story behind Sarah too. “Ahh, Sarah,” the
Levian strode down the busy hallway of the hospital, his mind preoccupied with memories of the past. He had walked this same path many times before, but today it felt different. The weight of his thoughts seemed to slow his steps as if he was walking through molasses.Walking the familiar corridor, he paused at Sherry’s office, his eyes locking onto the shiny name tag still affixed to the door. The sight of it made his heart sink. Sherry was one of the most hardworking people he knew, and yet she was targeted and harmed all the time. Just yesterday, there was a malevolent assault on Sherry. It was a miracle that she was still alive, but the hospital seemed to be running as if nothing had happened. "How can they be so insensitive?" he muttered to himself.Without thinking, Levian reached out and plucked the name tag from its perch. “This place doesn't deserve Sherry,” he muttered under his breath, his frustration and anger building inside him. With her qualification and expertise, she
As Stephen plummeted toward the ground, a menacing smile was etched on his lips. Despite falling from that height, it seemed as though he was not worried about the incoming death. “Such beautiful fools they are,” he chuckled as he closed his eyes.“Stephen!” Levian who was startled by Stephen's unexpected maneuver, rushed to the edge of the shattered window. He watched in disbelief as the man extended his arms, spreading them wide. “Checkmate!” Stephen grinned as a parachute opened when he pulled the ripcord from it. Although it did not provide him with a completely safe landing, it was more than enough for him to break his fall so that he could land without his skulls scattering on the ground. ‘He was one step ahead of me!’ Levian watched as Stephen staggered to get on his feet. The buildings they were in were majorly used as storage, hence, the compound of this building was isolated for safety reasons. This worked in favor of Stephen to not attract the attention of any other peop
Simon introduced the lady to Sherry, saying, "This is Mrs. Jasmine Khas. She's Mr. Victor's wife." As part of his responsibility to ensure her safe arrival from the airport, Simon had been waiting for her at the private terminal the entire morning. Although he had not joined Levian and the rest, he had a brief idea about the operation they were running. Sherry understood where the gratitude was coming from. Smiling, she supported the lady on her feet and said, “I did only the surgery, Mr. Victor is strong and has a strong will.” She looked at the sleeping man from the glass window on the door and said with a tone of confirmation, “He will surely get through this.” “Y-Yes, he will,” the lady sniffled as she tried to regain her composure and straightened herself. She entered the ward while Sherry had a small conversation with Simon. “I can not contact Levian…” Sherry felt restless. Simon told her briefly about the meeting, but he too was out of the loop about everything as he was n
At the crack of dawn, before the sun had even risen, an individual stood atop a building, their body partially concealed by bandages and adhesive plasters. Stephen was wide awake, gazing at the horizon where the sun's golden streaks gradually appeared. Breathing in the morning air, his frayed nerves slightly relaxed. Looking at the boundary separating the forest and the city, he realized he had already spent four years there. ‘How fast time has passed,’ Stephen chuckled in amusement. For four years, he had been living in the city under the identity of the Capital Hospital’s director. At 48 years old, he was still going undercover for the sake of the revolutionary army back in Udyous. However, with how things were progressing, he had to return to the headquarters before taking any action. A figure walked up to the roof and stood some steps away from him. The platoon leader called out to him, interrupting his thoughts and bringing him back to reality. "Chief, we're all ready," the