Night came...
Everything seemed to be in the right place.The security team led by Enzo was efficiently doing their jobs. Lucien was not aware of their number, but Grandpa Leandro made sure he should only focus on taking care of his friend. The security from his Villa to the hospital will be handled and fully monitored by the grandpa himself."They are all geared up," Leandro Michaelson informed Lucien. And the grandson knew what his grandfather meant with the words he just said.They are in full combat. As a businessman and a big identity in the underworld, Leandro Michaelson obviously has many rivals and competitors. In order to make sure his safety was impenetrable, he first hired a team of a private army. But when he realized that a hired team would never be a hundred percent foolproof as their loyalty are never as solid as his own people, he built a private army of his own. Just like Enzo, he gathered people who would stand by his side through life and death, andThe trip to the hospital was peaceful. Lucien was able to give his full attention to Brianna alone. He stayed by her side all throughout every procedure. She was checked for any internal injury. Using a digital full-body scanner, they can see the colored picture of her internal body parts. Veins and organs and everything they had to check for possible injuries was thoroughly checked. They also had a check on a 3D MRI to focus checking on her neurological condition, but everything seemed to have appeared normal. “Except for this part,” Clark Jacobs pointed at a dark shaded area on a part of her brain on a screen they were looking into. “What is it?” Asked a worried Lucien. “This is a memory circuit area. She seemed to be suppressing herself to remember a harrowing part of her memory.” Explained the young doctor. “Do we have a way to know what is that memory exactly?” “I am afraid the answe
Brianna looked around and saw a man leaning with his face down on the bed, sleeping so peacefully. "Why is he sleeping so uncomfortably here?" Brianna murmured, asking herself. She tried to recall what happened. But all she could remember was he was her boss. That was all! She paused for a good minute and tried to process her thoughts but the more she thinks hard, the pain in her head stings. She shook her head and blinked her eyes abruptly. The pain left, but the memory did not return. She decided to take it easy to remember. She didn't feel threatened in any way, so she took a deep breath and emptied her mind. She was not aware of what she was doing exactly, but her body and mind took the lead in her every movement. She slowly went down the bed and carefully lifted the man in her arms, and laid him comfortably on the bed. Her whole body aches from stay so long in bed. Briann
Oh, nothing, sir," she replied. "I was just trying to check my memory if they have returned. Thanks for the soup," she answered courteously and ladled some of the food to her plate.Lucien was convinced she was fine seeing her having the food he suggested she take for breakfast."I see. When you feel better, we will have something more nourishing for you to eat at lunch," he tried to console her as if she might feel she was being denied to eat the other delicious food on the table.Brianna nodded politely to let him know she was okay with anything.Since she was only able to eat the soft food for the morning meal, Brianna was already done, while Lucien was only halfway through his meal. He did not want to be watched, so he ate lightly and decided to have snacks in the office later."Let's go," Lucien wiped his lips before standing from his seat."Boss, you said you will brief me of today's itinerary during breakfast," Brianna quickly stood up to follow him."I f
"Okay, Anna," he smiled inwardly as he really loved the name he made to call her. "So, here is our arrangement..." Lucien started to brief Bianna. He could no longer avoid it as he noticed she had been impatiently staring at him. Not saying anything but obviously waiting for something he felt like he was expected to tell her. She nodded to confirmation. She felt like, "Finally!" but she did not voice her thought out loud. H is still her employer. Although she really needed to know the details of their arrangements, she could not blatantly order him around to tell her whatever she was supposed to know. She just made him feel the urgency of telling her everything there is for her to know. She was feeling like she was walking in blindfolds while waiting for him to speak out. So when he started to open the discussion, she clearly implied that she was all ears. "You are my secretary, so you have to stay around me at all times," Lucien didn't k
"We have to evacuate," Brianna stated. "We have to observe our surroundings and check for possible exits." She spoke while looking around. She was looking for a good spot to hide while they waited for what was going to happen. "Call for back-up, too," Brianna spoke directly to Tatum. She can sense this driver is not just a driver like Lucien, although Lucien didn't even introduce them together. Tatum did as he was told. He found out the guys who were supposed to follow them were blocked just after Tatum made the last turn and was just about to call Tatum to inform him, but the latter made the call right before the team leader could dial a number. They are still waiting for the blocking car, which is a furniture shop delivery truck, to move to the side so they can get through. Brianna, who was on the side and could hear their conversation spoke. "Tell the others to move on foot. But be cautious. We don't k
"Let's go! Let's go!" Brianna motioned Tatum to move out of the car. She cannot use her door as it is the side where their enemies can see if they make a sudden move. The mercenaries could easily move back with their car to the defenseless side where their target was and finish the job efficiently. Brianna and the two men with her had to use the same way they got into the minivan, so she told the driver to move out. Then she will follow, and Lucien will be the last to come out. "We have to move back to our car," Brianna answered as she saw the two men were quite baffled why she was commanding Tatum to get off the car. "We will be able to move faster with a bigger car, unlike this one. Hurry up. We have to make good use of our men's diversion!" She was now literally pushing Tatum to move. And the driver quietly and quickly complied. The three moved as fast as they could, and this time she decided to take the
Tatum did as Brianna asked. He made his way in between the front seats to do as she ordered. “I can guide you where to go,” Tatum mentioned as he typed in the address. “I need to see different routes possible so we can lose them on the way. That’s why I need the navigation guide. Unless you are confident you can do better, I suggest you hurry,” Brianna stepped on the gas pedal as she saw the car behind them was catching up. “They are hellbent on sending you to your grave, Sir,” Brianna gave Lucien a glance through the mirror. She just realized she did not know his name. He said it earlier, but as she was focused on the address being punched in, she did not give his answer much attention. She didn’t even notice that she coldly corrected him since it was the man beside him which she was asking for the name. “Call me Luci!” Lucien noticed Brianna did not know how to call him. He felt annoyed. He tried to
“A cup of coffee and the list of weapons you would like to have brought here,” Lucien answered when he saw Brianna was no longer patient to wait for his orders. He actually had the answer in his mind ever since they were in the lift going up to his office, but he intentionally delayed saying them as he wanted her close, side by side with him, not behind him like a bodyguard as to her knowledge. “Please tell Vicky to be in my office on your way out,” he added. He needed to brief Vicky of their arrangement to be sure Brianna would not feel distressed since Clark said she was having a memory loss. “How do you like your coffee is made, Sir?” Brianna asked before leaving his office. “I will take any coffee you would bring me. You can make it according to your preferences,” Lucien nonchalantly answered. He was not even looking at her as he busied himself, checking the pile of folders on his desk. He was not able to get to work yesterd
Five years later. “Babe, don’t tire yourself so much,” Lucien reminded Brianna lovingly. “How is our little Anna doing today?” he asked with his warm hands rubbing on Brianna’s six months pregnant belly. “I am not really sure. But I have no doubts she is too eager to see the outside world. She has been kicking my ribs inside as if trying to push her way out even before her due!” Brianna blew a breath as she answered. Lucien laughed happily at the cute face of his lovely wife who somehow looked complaining. “Babe, I noticed that your mood swings during this pregnancy and the first one, with Caleb, are so different. Could it be because their genders are also different? With Caleb, you were as tough as usual, but with our little girl, Abigail, you are so… Uhmmm, so…. How do I say this?” Lucien scratched his head as if searching for the exact but safe word to say not to provoke his pregnant wife. “Come on, tell me. I am so what, huh?” Brianna asked with a sweet smile. Her face looked
“And in respect to Anna’s parents, I wish to move their graves into a mausoleum only for the Peters; the parents and grandparents. And as soon as we’ve done so, we will hold a ceremony to honor them,” Leandro declared. “What do you say about these thoughts of mine, Anna? I really hope I do not offend you in any way, because with all my heart, I swear, I only have the purest desire to express my gratitude that they brought you into this world and now you become a part of our family, that also makes your family ours, just like our family is also yours.”Silence filled the whole room. The question was directed to Brianna, so their eyes all turned to look at her as they waited to hear what she would say in response to Leandro’s words that were said with heartfelt sincerity. Brianna was silent not because she was feeling so emotional. Brianna was inwardly checking her heart and thoughts as well as her intuitive response, in silence. Guarding her mind against any misunderstanding or miscal
Brianna and Lucien arrived earlier than Sandra and Levi. It was because Sandra wanted to buy something for Anna, Sandra’s soon-to-be daughter-in-law, and also something for her father-in-law, Leandro Michaelson. There was nothing to worry bout since the war had already subsided and there were more than enough men to assist the couple with security or anything they would ever need. Enzo welcomed the young couple, Brianna and Lucien, as soon as they arrived at the mansion. Leandro sent the helicopter to fetch Enzo right after Leandro and Andy were dropped off at his yard. Lucien did not say anything, but Enzo understood the curious look on his young Master’s face as to why it was not the same as usual. Leandro would always wait for Lucien and Brianna by the door whenever the patriarch knew of their arrival. “The Master has a guest. They are in the study room and he is asking for your presence as well,” Enzo answered as he led the couple to where Leandro, Andy, and their guest were at
While the rest of the world was in tumult, the men on the Michaelsons' private army along with Brianna’s team subdued the whole barracks and gather every useful piece of evidence to solidify the cases against Terrence Clayton. The Michaelsons team found out there were more grave reasons why the ex-Vice President wanted the whole place burned down. “Sir, there seemed to be a lot of hidden bundles of money on one of the installed container vaults covered in military cloth to make it appear and look like it was only one of the stocks containers,” Captain Lexus Bordeaux reported when they started to search the whole property for anything they could find useful. “There is no way one can create a legal document to explain such a large sum of money, so Clayton must have kept them there,” Andy scoffed. “And there wouldn’t have been any way his under-the-table deals would pay him other than by cash,” Leandro also scorned. “Do not touch anything, just take photos and secure the surroundings
Blake assigned Finn and Hoggins to cover him by looking at their surroundings as his watchmen while he focused his attention on the target he was after according to the order given for him to execute. Blake had to look up most of the time to locate the shooter so he was relieved two of his comrades who already knew the drills and what they were supposed to do in this situation were with him to rely on. “Boss, these men are wearing a different uniform from ours. I believe they are not on the same side with us. What do I do?” Blake reported in a whispering tone as soon as he got the assurance that his information was accurate. “Take them down. Alive if possible, injured or not. But don’t hesitate to shoot if they try to resist and fight back!” Brianna answered. “Yes, Boss!” Blake answered. He gave Ramil Finn and Andrew Hoggins a signal on what to do and they acted accordingly. Hoggins took the east and south directions to secure. Finn took the other two directions while Blake Gordon
“Don Leon, the barracks in the forest is about to be abolished. Whether there are people in it or none, the order was made, and Terrence Clayton’s minions are on the move as we speak. If you have your men in there, tell them to pull out. Especially if your grandson and his wife are there, I strongly suggest you inform them of this message immediately!” The caller was using a voice synthesizer, so it was unrecognizable if the caller was a man or a woman. “Let me know who you are, whether what you say is the truth or just a prank; I want to thank you for this length of effort to notify me; let me return the favor one day,” Leandro wisely replied. “I will come to find you in person one day, then you will know who you are, and I will personally ask for your help. But for now, we don’t have time. Tell your men to pull out!” That was all they heard before the line was cut. “Tatum Eliott, leave the area right away. I repeat, leave the area right now! A tip just came in; that place is
“What are all of these?” Lucien asked looking at a slideshow of files with word documents and images. “Isn’t that the address of the warehouse where we found the human organ harvesting? Are these papers the legal documents of property ownership?” “Yes! And someone sent me this file after I failed to hack into their firewall!” Jack answered with a victorious laugh. “Wait…! The ownership is under the name of… Will somebody zoom that part where the name is printed and signed?!” Leandro frowned as he also tried to read the content of the document on the wide screen in front of him and Andy Lockwood. “Terrence Clayton!?”Andy, Leandro, Lucien, and Jack almost read and uttered the name aloud in unison. Brianna scoffed. In her thoughts, “got ya!” was bouncing although her facial expressions remained as calm as always. “How did you get this? Are you sure they are legit?” Brianna asked calmly instead of showing her pure delight. She still wanted to make sure they weren’t rejoicing over a f
Then Charles Anderson turned to the IT team. “I want to see every corner, every area, every exit and entrance of this barracks!” he roared in panic. “Sir, what about the men in the field?” the team leader asked cautiously after nodding in response to the command given. “Forget them, they are no longer of any use now that the enemy has its hands on them,” Charles answered waving his right hand dismissively. “I want to see if the ones I am after would grace me with their mighty presence,” Charles murmured as he busily looked at every screen. “I am not so sure they would choose to join their team to attack me back for gatecrashing their wedding but knowing the bride too well, I won’t be surprised if I see her face coming for me at this moment.” Charles keenly observed every angle on every screen. He was tracing Brianna’s figure among the intruders. They were all in full gear, but knowing Brianna for more than a decade, Charles Anderson could tell even her shadow. And he was more tha
As soon as Blake Gordon activated the jammer, the sniper team Charles had sent to attack the resort hotel, where Brianna Peters and Lucien Michaelson’s wedding was supposed to be being held, got disconnected and unreachable for Charles and the few men with him that controlled their overall internet connections and communication. “What the fuck is going on?!” Charles asked the man he knew was the most active in every inquiry Charles would make. “Get them back online!” Charles Anderson was furious beyond words but he was not very much familiar with everyone around him at the moment, so he was aware he could not act like he would usually do when he was with Jack and the rest of the men under his command.“Sir, something must be wrong from their end of the network,” the man seated in front of the computer hesitantly uttered. “What is that supposed to mean?!” Charles snarled.The poor IT guy cringe, but he had no choice other than clarify his words.“I tried to reach out to them but the