There went a loud awkward silence as we waited for him to answer my question.I knew if I had allowed Janet to do the rest of the questioning herself, Benson would either die, before or after he'd answered the questions. Janet is a merciless fellow, she can be very brutal sometimes. So, I made sure to avert it. When he was done wrapping his coke, he lit it, drew a long smoke and puffed it in the air as he relax on his seat, looking at our faces one by one, Mercury was looking very cold. A lot had happened in a short period of being a Marshall. "I am, Karl Sullivan's brother, but precisely, Archibald's descendant. I have a son at the Marshalls. He must have met you guys. His name is George Anderson. I use to be a very good friend of Karl in high school untill he took a turn I never liked, but I kept him close, not letting him to read me or what I was going to be up to. Wealth comes with violence they say and I knew if I ever tried talking him out of his plans, he would have me killed,
My amiable readers❣️ I want to use this free chapter to clear your possible misunderstanding about Karl Sullivan and Benson's relationship. Karl Sullivan and Benson attended the same high school, literally best friends. But later on. Karl started derailing from good Morales to loving affluence and wealth more than anything.So, Benson hated it, but had to pretend he was cool with it so as not to let Karl notice his displeasure. He started avoiding Karl who was not noticing. Then, Karl became filthily rich and built the Marshalls and KS army as you already know having his friend, Benson to be the Commander of the KS. When Gal got pregnant, he never knew it was Karl's child until, he browsed about him and found out other secret things he does.So, Benson knew that his best friend got his girlfriend and lover pregnant, but he was cool about it or rather, he tries to stay cool by getting every information about Karl and started plotting his downfall which was for the good of the people an
Now, I don't know what you must have heard about land mines, but as a soldier and as someone who had experienced its life wrath, I could tell you that, land mines are not merciful weapons unless they are designed to be. If not, a weight as light as two kilograms triggers it and would cause it to blow off immediately. The least of the damages could be having your leg amputated. It is a Miracle that I live to tell this story.***************** Standing as still as we could. Mercury was already crying and breathing heavily. She thought she was dead. We all did. "Quit crying and just stay still, soldier. If you shift your weight then it's your last Nerdy and as much as we are not so good a pair, I would still love to have you around, so just hang in there, we would figure this out. We've always did, okay?" Janet whispered to Mercury trying to calm her down. We were suspended in the air, we could feel our weights in our chests. The situation was so severe and life threatening, we were b
Heading to the Barracks, there was no soldier in sight, so we continued towards the President's office low on our backs and sharp with our eyes, he was the reason we came afterall, reaching his office, I jammed opened his door with my boot and immediately, three guns clicked at once with their mouths pointing towards us, halting our movements.Three soldier males stood there holding us at gunpoint obviously waiting for us all the while, unfortunately, the President was not there, we were made to drop our weapons and raise our hands in the air, captured.Amongst the three male soldiers were the Colonel, who smiled sinisterly remembering his first encounter with Janet and I. "Well, well, well. Fate brings us together yet again, kids." He said opening his palm towards one of the soldiers as he said, "Pay up Diego, I told you they were gonna survive the Land mine explosion, the Charlie Angels ain't no match for these girls, I am thrilled"Diego handed him some notes. They had a bet on u
After a long straight run, we halted to take in deep breaths as I held my knees with my hands to steady my balance, oh how I missed my burnt water flask, I needed it now more than ever. Janet tugged on my elbow pointing ahead of us, she was too breathless and spent to speak, gasping for air, she brought out her inhaler and used it to soothe her burning nerves. I made sure she was okay before looking at the direction she pointed, it was a ware house stocked up with weapons, we were desperately in need of them because our lives was in serious danger, getting to the door, it was locked. Janet immediately searched around for any possible stuff to knock out the lock, then she came back to the door with a long iron rod, she handed it to me and I inserted it on the padlock making sure it was balancing on the door, with one step back, I bent the rod together with Janet who held the very end of it and the padlock broke into two pieces making its way to the floor. Janet pushed the door open and
Damn, I would give it to Mr. President, he was a good executor of characters. He successfully fooled all of us who came to his official speech day to rescue his sinful ass, except of course The General and his son who initially had their heads all in, in the game.That very day, I and Mercury together with Janet felt for him because of the fear and trickling pebbles of sweat filled with worry he plastered all over his face, vulnerable. But today, he had a long face devoid of emotions and stoic with wickedness and atrocity. He stood up from his seat the moment he sighted Commander George Benson who stood along with the Marshall kids at our rescue and beck in his full regalia. The President, smized his eyes on the possibility of what was about to happen, he tugged gently on his tie that was resting perfectly on his well steamed suit as he heaved a deep sigh. "Brother, you and I are no much different from each other you know?" The President said circling his table to get a better view
"Looks like you have another battle to settle, Helion. Good luck!" Janet shouted patting my shoulder as she climbed through the skidding rails entering the copter. The rotary chopper of the copter was roaring in the wind, I held on to my beret to stop it from flying away as I looked at my sister who was glaring maliciously at me on her aviation headset and cockpit. "Are you alright?!"She yelled and I chuckled and nodded my head towards her, visibly angry yet she wanted to know if I was okay so she could kill me herself. That's what sisters are for. "Good, 'cause I have dug a grave specially for you. Hop in, I want you to stay beside me, c'mon!"She said patting the seat next to hers gesturing me to hop in.I hopped in and sat beside her and she took of, accelerating with speed, she handled the fly as if she had been doing it for ages. I put on my headset too, bracing myself and trusting Yuvonne to not crash us somewhere."You will need this."Yuvonne said handing me a bottle of wat
There must something more in that laptop that we don't see, it's obvious in the fact that The President was too desperate to have it, putting Anthony's life on the line. Speaking of Anthony, God bless his soul, I knew as far as Ragnolf is still out there knowing that we killed his son, I am in total damnation, that was the reason I had to speed up in the mission of finding his Master, Karl. Not so surprised how Julius had a clue of Karl Sullivan's whereabout, it explains why he had his picture sitting in the small gallery on his nightstand in the dorm. The only thing I am interested in now is their possible relationship which I was yet to fathom.I formed a clique. Mercury, Janet and I was not enough for the next pending war, I had to augment.I had, Julius, Washington, Ottega, O'Connor, Curry, Sharpe, Mercury all wholly with me.I fought so hard to not include my sister, call me selfish but you would do the same.But she was so determined and down to take whatever comes her way, coup