“Police! Don’t move!”In the blink of an eye, Niels and his accomplices found themselves encircled by a multitude of police officers, forming an impenetrable wall around them. Niels couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise when he noticed Kevin and Jonas among the officers, their stern expressions revealing their unwavering dedication to upholding the law. With no viable escape route available, the three kidnappers were left with no choice but to reluctantly raise their hands in a gesture of surrender, their fate sealed as the cold metal of handcuffs clamped around their wrists."Damn it," muttered Niels under his heavy breath.As an instinctive alarm bell rang within him, Niels swiftly leaped off the creaking wooden bedstead, hastily pulling up his pants and securing them with his belt. In that very moment, Kevin stood frozen in shock, witnessing the unimaginable transformation of his once loyal friend. The truth had been laid bare before his eyes: Niels had not only revealed his d
Since Vanya still receive treatment, Kevin took a seat outside, joining the company of other waiting patients and visitors. Placing the bag containing the new clothes for Vanya beside him, he retrieved his phone to check for any missed calls. To his surprise, there was a missed call from his workmate, Glenn. Kevin furrowed his brow, wondering why Glenn would be reaching out to him after working hours.Curiosity piqued, Kevin decided to return the call. Upon picking up, he inquired, "Is there something important you need to discuss, Glenn?"With a serious tone, Glenn questioned, "Where are you? I need to talk to you, Kevin. It's something of utmost importance.""I'm currently at Erasme Hospital," Kevin replied, his frown deepening as he contemplated what significant matter Glenn could be referring to. Could it be work-related? He wondered to himself."Alright. I'll meet you there," Glenn confirmed, and the call ended.Ten minutes later, Kevin spotted Glenn anxiously scanning the entran
As Kevin stepped into the bustling emergency room, his eyes frantically scanned the surroundings, desperately seeking any glimpse of Vanya's presence. Finally, his anxious gaze settled upon the sight of her lying on a narrow bed, the sterile hospital environment casting an eerie pallor on her delicate features. An overwhelming sense of relief washed over him, and he couldn't help but release a long, heartfelt sigh of gratitude. Turning to the doctor, who had previously provided him with updates, Kevin's voice was filled with genuine concern as he inquired, "Is she showing signs of improvement? How is she faring now?"The doctor's nod was accompanied by a warm, reassuring smile. "Yes, thankfully, the lingering effects of the sedative have dissipated," she informed him. A gentle tap on Kevin's arm conveyed both reassurance and permission as she gestured toward the curtained enclosure. "You may go in and see her now."Expressing his sincere gratitude, Kevin offered a heartfelt thanks to
It was quite a long drive from Erasme Hospital to Vanya’s house, but Kevin didn’t mind taking her home and ensuring that she was safe after the traumatic incident that evening. Vanya felt the silence between them was too deafening and odd, so she cleared her throat before asking a question."Niels was taken by the police, wasn't he?" asked Vanya. She shuddered as her lips mentioned that perverted man who almost defile her, but she tried to keep it cool and continued, "Do I need to go to the police and make a statement regarding this? Or do I have to attend his trial?"Kevin sighed as his grip on the steering wheel became more firm. Vanya's question made his thought clouded. The man didn't have the heart to tell Vanya that Niels got away from kidnapping and attempted rape charges."A bad person like him deserves to be punished. If possible, he must suffer a hundred times worse than what I received as a victim." Vanya clenched her fist in response to Kevin's silence.The man looked over
It was a relatively short ride to reach Victor Hugostrasse where Vanya lived, but the silence made the whole atmosphere feel awkward and longer. The girl couldn’t stop thinking about Kevin’s decision of taking her home every now and then to ensure her safety. Vanya was still hesitant to completely trust her boss’ kind gesture.A nudge from Kevin broke Vanya’s deep thought and soon she realized that they had arrived. The man turned his car engine off and looked at the girl warmly. “You should get some rest, Vanya. I’ll give you three days off to recover.”“And what about the leave permission, Sir?” Vanya asked hesitantly after unbuckling the seatbelt.”Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it,” responded Kevin. He took a final glance at the pantry girl and said, “Your physical and mental condition is now a big priority, Vanya. If you need to seek a therapist to make you feel better, just get me informed, or you can ask Jonas to deliver it.”Vanya pursed her lips and nodded. She then said, “Tha
Vanya’s chest felt heavy remembering how powerless Kevin was when faced with the crimes that Niels did. She knew it wasn’t that Kevin didn’t want to help, but he didn’t want to. He just acted carelessly and was nice to her to compensate with his secretly supporting act toward his long-term friend. Those three men couldn’t care less about her position as a victim with such an invisible trauma wound in her soul and decided to sweep it under the rug, pretending that nothing happened and it was all fine.She covered her face with her hand and let all the angst out. Vanya didn’t know how much she had been doing that, but the heaviness she felt in her chest was no longer there. The only problem left now was thinking about what she should do next. She sat on her bed edge and pressed her slightly tensed head.“I can’t stay in Autoekomsten any longer,” Vanya mumbled to herself, half-whispering. All she wanted for now was just to move far away from any of those bastards. She couldn’t stand any m
The next morning, once the alarm from her phone rang at 7.30, she immediately turned it off and sat on the edge of her bed, her mind filled with a whirlwind of thoughts and possibilities. Vanya knew that today was a crucial day, and she needed to come up with a solid plan. With a determined expression on her face, she began strategizing her next moves, carefully considering every detail.Keeping the events of the previous night and her sudden days off to herself, Vanya decided to maintain a facade of normalcy. She didn't want to raise any suspicions among her family or friends. So, she went about her morning routine as if nothing extraordinary had happened, carefully selecting outfits that would be suitable for an important interview.After deliberating for a few moments, Vanya settled on a white button-up shirt adorned with delicate flower patterns, radiating elegance and confidence. Paired with a dark grey pencil skirt that gracefully fell below her knees, she knew she had chosen th
After gathering the information she needed, the girl looked around to find the elevator. Luckily, it was slightly crowded so Vanya could blend in easily and didn't raise suspicion for the other Schnellen employees. When the bell on the elevator rang when it reached the top floor, Vanya stepped out from it along with some other people. She pretended to check her phone first before finding the office.As she walked alone in the hallway, Vanya stopped at a room with its blinds closed. She tried to take a small peek, but the blinds blocked her vision. She tilted her head and read the name written on the board over the door. Vanya nodded in confidence as she knocked on the door three times."Mister Merkel? May I have a word with you?" asked Vanya politely.No answer from the inside, but Vanya was still certain the man was there. Once again, she repeated her call, this time louder than before."Mister Merkel? I have something to say to you."Still no response. Vanya pursed her lips and cros
As Officer Smith stood there, stunned by the reporter's announcement that they were live on social media, panic began to creep in. She realized that her hasty dismissal of Vanya and Carlin's report was now being broadcast for the world to see, and she couldn't afford to talk rashly any longer.The viewers, who had tuned in to the live broadcast, began to question the truth of Vanya's earlier words aimed at Officer Smith. They typed furiously in the comment section, demanding answers and clarification.One viewer wrote, "Did Officer Smith really turn down evidence of a corporate scandal? That can't be true, can it?"Another viewer chimed in, "This sounds fishy. Why would the police dismiss such an important report?"Officer Smith felt the pressure mounting as she desperately tried to come up with a way to save face and protect her position and the reputation of the entire police institution.
Vanya and Carlin, clutching the stolen documents tightly, burst out of the Autoekomsten Corporation and into the bustling city streets. Their hearts were still pounding from their daring escape, but they knew that their mission was far from over.Vanya, her fiery red hair billowing behind her, hailed a passing taxi with a dramatic wave. "Quick, Carlin! To the nearest police station!"Carlin, always the meticulous planner, quickly got into the taxi and urged the driver to step on it. "Make it snappy, my good man! Time is of the essence."Little did they know that a black sedan had been discreetly tailing them since their exit. Inside the sedan, Agent Harris and her team were in hot pursuit, determined to catch up with the elusive thieves.Agent Harris, her patience wearing thin, muttered to herself, "These two are more slippery than a bar of soap in a sauna."As they weaved through the
Gregory's temper simmered as he wiped the hot coffee from his suit, taking a deep breath to calm himself. The audacity of his nephew Kevin, along with Carlin, Vasky, and Vanya, had pushed him to the brink. They may have stolen his secret documents and his precious jar of pickles, but they were gravely mistaken if they thought they could outsmart him.After the shock of their brazen theft, Gregory wasted no time. He reached for his phone, the touch screen lighting up with his practiced fingertips as he dialed the number for his security team. He knew that retrieving those documents, containing the damning evidence of his criminal activities, was paramount. His entire empire hung in the balance."Security, this is Gregory," he said with a tone of urgency as the call connected. "We have intruders in my study. I need them apprehended immediately. No, don't wait. I want them stopped now."As Gregory issued the commands, his mind
The morning sun bathed the scene as the trio stood outside the imposing walls of Autoekomsten, each prepared to play their part in this high-stakes charade. Carlin and Vanya appeared the part of legitimate employees, their attire and demeanor blending seamlessly with the corporate landscape.And then there was Vasky.In a sea of contemporary fashion, Vasky stood out like a time traveler who had stumbled upon the 21st century. His outfit, a mismatch of colors and patterns, seemed to defy the very laws of fashion coherence. Carlin, quick as ever, wasted no time seizing the opportunity for a light-hearted jab."Vasky," she teased, a grin tugging at the corners of her lips, "you look like the result of a fashion experiment gone awry. Did you raid a costume store from the '90s?"Vasky's expression was a mixture of exasperation and amusement. "Carlin," he retorted, his tone laced with dry humor, "some of us appreciate timeless cl
On the designated day, the air was charged with anticipation as Kevin and Vasky embarked on their rendezvous to strategize against the looming shadow of Gregory. The weight of Gregory's influence gnawed at Kevin's authority, a constant reminder of the battle they were about to wage.Kevin's steps were measured yet purposeful, his demeanor a blend of determination and exasperation. As he neared the cafe, he couldn't help but feel like a leader in name alone, a puppet whose strings were held by an unseen puppeteer.Vasky, the embodiment of precision, walked beside him like a strategist preparing for a war council. His thoughts were a symphony of plans and contingencies, a testament to his analytical prowess.“Kev, is it just me or do the people look at us funny?” asked Vasky out of the blue while forcing an awkward smile, only to be equalled by his very own quirky penguin walk.Kevin smirked. “Nah, it’s just your imagination, Vash. Or perhaps they think we’re a couple. I mean, w
The courtroom erupted like a volcano finally unleashed. The witnesses' revelations, direct and unfiltered, detonated a cascade of gasps and whispers that filled the room. The air buzzed with disbelief, as if the walls themselves were echoing the seismic impact of the truth.The judge's decision, a punctuation mark in this symphony of revelations, hung in the air like a heavy fog. The gavel's thud resonated through the room, marking the culmination of this dramatic trial. It was a verdict that bore the weight of justice served.Outside the courtroom, the scene was no less frenzied. Reporters swarmed Gustav like a storm of inquiries. Microphones thrust toward him resembled an intimidating forest of metal and wires. The questions rained down like a torrential downpour, each drop seeking to quench the public's thirst for clarity.Gustav, the epitome of controlled rage, faced the onslaught with an expression twisted by fury. His lips moved, forming words that a maelstrom of anger had
The courtroom buzzed, characters distinct and yet woven into this intricate dance of words. Heissmann's skepticism added spice to the air, Vasky's flair for presentation resembled a magician pulling tricks from his sleeve, and the witnesses – each with their poignant narrative – cast their lines into the drama.In the heart of this exchange, the judge sat, a quiet colossus of discernment. His gaze held the room like an anchor, a reminder of the gravity underlying this display.The elderly man continued, his voice a winding river of reminiscences. "Your Honor," he emphasized, a touch of fervor accenting his words, "this act defied the sanctity of our environment, a travesty unsuited for any stage."Heissmann, never one to relent, lunged once again into the fray. "A poetic protest," he mused, his tone a contemplative stream of doubt, "yet the courtroom seeks sustenance in evidence."Vasky's turn came yet again, a spectacle of strategic timing. He presented records and testimonia
In a dramatic twist, Vanya and Carlin burst into the courtroom, the door swinging open with a flair that caught everyone's attention. The judge's eyebrows shot up in disapproval, his initial impulse being to expel them for their audacious entrance. However, Kevin, his persuasive prowess in full display, swiftly intervened."Your Honor, please, they're with us," Kevin implored, his tone earnest and apologetic. He assured the judge of their importance to the trial, a gamble he was willing to take to bolster their chances of success. The judge let out a weary sigh, muttering under his breath about the less-than-ideal situation he found himself in.“Sigh, I’m too old for this shit...” He reluctantly knocked his mallet for order, signaling that the trial could proceed.As Carlin confidently approached the microphone, she exuded an air of determination. Her opening words painted a vivid picture of Zimmerscheid village, evoking a sense of warmth and charm. Just as the judge was about t
The courtroom was a battleground of legal jousts, with Kevin and Vasky on one side and Gustav on the other. Kevin's demeanor was as intense as a storm gathering its fury, and Vasky, usually a paragon of nerdy composure, seemed to have donned an uncharacteristic layer of steel resolve. It was as if they were both channeling the spirits of unyielding warriors.Before the trial began, Gustav couldn't resist taunting Kevin and Vasky, his arrogant demeanor on full display. "Oh, how touching," he sneered, "the dynamic duo of justice has arrived. Are you two here to entertain me?"Vasky's eyes gleamed with his nerdy charm as he retorted, "Well, you know us, always up for a riveting legal showdown." He adjusted his glasses with a hint of mischief, clearly relishing the intellectual duel ahead.Kevin, the embodiment of righteous determination, spoke with unwavering conviction. "This trial isn't about entertainment, Gustav. It's about justice prevailing over greed."Gustav's sinister la