Marco’s POVThrough Loid Moore’s report, although it was roughly given, we were able to trace the connections there was between our captives. To be honest, I do not have concrete reasons why we were keeping the two. I was told that Rolan Leblanc was being held until he regained the ability to speak so he could tell us who else was working with him to harm me. ‘This was a decision made by Skye when I was unable to because I was practically down due to poison, which was also something that turned out to be inexplicable. As for Vincent Diera, it was also Skye’s decision to keep him. Gab and I did not bother asking her reasons. Now, it turned out, Skye’s actions would lead us somewhere very useful in order to deal with the devils walking among us. “Vincent Diera and Rolan Leblanc have a person in common. This person doesn’t seem to have been at the same table or room with the two f them, but they both contact this person for the same reason,” Gab said as he typed with fascination speed
Gab’s POV“Do you want them to be taken here?” I asked Skye, as she seemed to be so worried about the Nahart couple. “Are they hurt? How was the situation there when your men arrived?” Skye asked. “They were trapped inside the panic room, according to Calvin,” I replied. I wanted to assure her that everything was now under our control. “We can make a call so you can speak to them directly, but we can’t stay on the line for long, or else whoever is tracing their whereabouts will find us as well.” “Would it be fine if they come here for safety in the meanwhile?” Skye asked. “I believe it will be better if we can keep them here for the time being since this is the most secured spot we have for now, but….” I paused, then I looked up to glance at Marco. I was not sure how Marco was taking everything that was happening, so I could not insist on anything. I had to be mindful and ask for his opinion regarding the matter. I know Marco does not like the Naharts, and having their presence u
Skye’s POV“Aunt Almira!” I gleefully welcomed the couple by the door when I received the news that they were a few minutes away from my place.I did not sleep like I told Marco and Gab when I sent them downstairs. I actually thought they needed to do important things so I did not want to waste their precious time watching over me when I can be with Matt instead. I let Marco and Gab believe that I was going to take a nap before they stepped out of my room— Marco even made sure I was warm beneath the covers before he told Matt to stick around while they were downstairs, but I kept my ears wide open. When I thought they reached the last step of the stairs, I sat up on the bed and carefully called for Matt’s attention. I asked him to tell the two guys downstairs that I wanted to be informed when the guests are soon to come because I wanted to wait for them at the door. And so they did as I asked. Matt texted the two, Marco and Gab, then they informed us when Uncle and Aunt were just a
George’s POV“Douglas Cane?” I asked. I was shaken, but I did all I could to keep my composure.“Do you know him? Or have you heard of this name before?” Skye answered. I like the sound of her name. Skye. The sound of her name reminds me of how broad the blue sky above, unreachable, immeasurable. I can’t explain how I see her as someone with such character, but it felt certain to me, for whatever reason. “I’ve heard of this name, yes, but I am telling you he is bad news, big time!” I answered. I heard the young men with us in the room gasp. Their reactions made me sit up straight. I looked at each of their faces one by one. “What’s wrong?” Almira asked. I could tell she noticed the same thing I did. And just like me, my dear wife was amazingly keeping her cool despite the topic we were discussing. “Please ask her,” the young man named Marco answered with obvious uncertainty, pointing his chin in Skye’s direction. I noticed one thing. ‘They all seem to take her lead….’This see
Matt’s POV“I have heard about the despicable things this man has been doing over the years. Targeting the poor orphan children into luring them into his lair. The healthy ones are separated from the unhealthy ones. The unhealthy ones are disposed of in ways unimaginably awful, and that means taking their healthy organs to be sold to the highest bidder. The healthy ones are subjects for their laboratories to try on the formulas that they produce. Many of them died in the process due to the formulas being too strong for their young body to contain, but they do not seem to run out of children supply. Now orphan kids are no longer enough for them. They lure these young ones for anything in exchange for walking into a trap, and for those that are wise enough not to get fooled, they are snatched!”“What?!” I exclaimed after listening to Skye’s words as she answered the man named George Nahart when he asked Skye why she bombarded the enemy’s lair. “Is there such a place as that?!”I know, a
Winston’s POVAfter what happened at the faked funeral, my team and I had been into countless battles. We chased everyone that ran away from the hotel that day. We dealt with those that came to the site forwardly. They were like suicide soldiers who were willing to run into the blazing fire in order to kill their target. Fortunately, I, along with my men, did not have to worry about the new Supremo because she seemed to be well-guarded and well-protected by two men. We did not need not had to face our enemies with divided attention. I knew she was in the safe walls of the Nahart’s abode. So, we proceeded with everything that I believed needed to be done in the situation. We did not rest. We followed every trail leading to the elders in the organization under Supremo’s authority, as they all seemed to want to eliminate the new leader and take the spot for themselves. One thing that caught me and my team wondering is the fact that our targets seemed to be in an aftershock from an unfo
Marco’s POVAfter exchanging pleasantries, we discussed everything that happened that day. George Nahart asked Winston Gayle about his activities in the past weeks, and as Skye, Gab, and I listened to his statements– almost like he was reporting to his superior, we realized something. “Ahhmmm, when did you say you went to pay Vincent Diera a visit?” Skye asked Winston Gayle.His answer made Skye turn her head to give Gab and me an astonished glance.“I believe we were there just an hour or less before you arrived. We took him out of the building because we needed him for information, but I decided to keep him for the time being,” Skye said. “All the while, I thought you were in the hideout. You must have missed the action,” Winston answered with a chuckle. “I never thought it would have been you. The witnesses did not mention a lady among the attackers. They said three men came to ask their boss questions but in the privacy of the room, then left.” “Can I have a minute with her?” I
Gab’s POV“Skye believed your answer might have been different if you found out she was the one asking you those questions. She even came up with the idea to pretend she was mute because you might recognize her voice if she said anything,” I answered when someone asked why we went through the disguise instead of asking the couple directly, in our real identity. “That’s right,” Skye confirmed my words. The Nahart couple nodded.“Not that our answers would have been any different, but we might not get to say those words as easy to be said as how we did had we known it was the concerned descendants of the people from the past asking the questions,” George stated. “And maybe, the fact that we would have been cautious not to hurt any of your feelings, especially….” Almira spoke and halted when she gave Skye a loving gaze.“I guess we all had the same thoughts,” Skye smiled and sighed. “But as much as I am sorry for what happened to Marco’s family, I don’t want to take the blame for what