**Anthony**The coordinates in the phone states that I arrived at my destination but there was nothing here. There were no trees, no poles, no buildings, this was the middle of no where. I turned the engine off staring forward like a building would erect out of nowhere. Then the phone began ringing. The same number who forwarded the email containing time."Step out of the car. Come forward."The line went dead almost immediately. Why use a voice changer when we're going to meet in the next few minutes. I looked back, the boys were not active. This means I'd have to follow his instructions. I got down and stepped forward scoffing at how silly this seemed. There was really nothing here. It was really late, if he wanted to play games with me then this wasn't the time for any of that. I moved forward and stepped on something. I didn't mean an object but there wasn't something under my feet. Not the usual hard sand, almost like a huge void after this point. I took another step and the grou
Anthony**The old saying of your problems leave after you wake up, or your problems seize to exist after a deep slumber is highly exaggerated not to mention totally wrong. They don't leave, in fact they sometimes haunt you in your dreams. When you arose, they're staring at you directly in the face. It becomes much worse when you have no idea how to solve it. This was my dilemma. I wasn't at a cross road, that could mean I had options, I had to make a choice, and I had a say. My situation denotes me being caged. I wasn't given the chance to fully explore things, it was poured on me like a bucket of water. I think that was thepoint of this whole "exercise." Jericho and the others were killed in cold blood.He left me on the account of my resourcefulness. If I knew they were going to end up dead, I might as well have pulled the trigger myslef. I could have done that, instead I saved them with high hopes of making them suffer. One more thing he takes away from me. There is progress. I kn
**Anthony**While awaiting further instructions, I skipped the stairs hurridely, wishing I could leave this house. Too many memories, plus there was so much to think about. Joel Carter was smart enough to take the files out, his employees were not on his side, was it the money? For Ryder it's a big no. Ryder hated Tracy, the money might simply be added benefits. For others they were mostly paid off to do it's bidding. To think I thought I'd figured this entire thing out. To think I knew how far the infiltration went, I knew nothing. I was Clueless.At the bottom of the stairs, I heaved a large sigh then slipped out. I considered leaving a note for Mr Scott , but what good would that do? The fact remains; they had eyes everywhere. The goal currently is getting to the top, figuring the snake so it's head can come off, I can't do anything to jeopardize that. Speaking of which, I thought paying a visit to Ginny will be included or listed in my activities for the day, that isn't possible a
** ANTONY SANTOS**The plan I had in mind was a tad sketchy. I was driving to the company for a talk with Tracy's father. If my calculations were right, they'll know when I get there seeing as they were watching his every move. For my plan to work, they must be able to hear what he says in the office. If they don't have audio, I'd have to rely on hand signals.The only problem was getting him in character, so he does not blow my cover. In essence, once they see us together, it should spark their attention. Either Ryder or anyone else should reach out to get me, try to restrain me, put me back in place. In that way, I'm heard, I'm not tossed aside like a servant who just fullfiled his master's wishes and no longer has a place in the house. That's my plan.I took a final turn into the city and stepped on the accelerator, the car rides really smoothly.A small distance away from the company, I pulled over and stepped out, shut the door, then plopped my shirt downwards before striding tow
**ANTONY SANTOS**My vision was blurry, but I was definitely in a moving vehicle, the road was rocky since I bumped every few seconds. I looked forward and Tina lowered her head with a sad smile."Sorry about that. Precautions. Once he meets you, they will all be over. We all went through them. Sleep Antony."I shut my eyes after her not so reassuring words and fell into yet another deep slumber.****The next time, I arose to the feeling of water splashed on my face. Shaking my head vigorously, I looked around and tried to plop my weight upwards. I fell back and held my head feeling extremely dizzy."You shouldn't try to jump into things. Slow and steady always wins."A voice echoed from the monitor. I held my ears and tried to place it. It sounded farmilar. Too farmilar."You should rest. Rest Antony."It was changed to the robotic one I was used to. I fell back and closed my eyes, I felt too dizzy, weak, and fricking tired. How much stuff did he put in that handkerchief?I looked o
** ANTONY SANTOS**If this all turns to shit and I actually made a poor choice, I might never forgive myself. If it turns out that their plan is worth it, it'd still hurt. It depends on the level of madness he's on at this moment.The computer was taken its damn time to survey the product, or making me survey it at the very least. More like a 3D view of the entire thing which was somehow creepy and making my curiosity levels to peak."The bottle contains a very rare but potent toxin."It started. I was well acquainted with the voice since almost everyone was keen on using roboticised voices in speaking. It's Go time. Wait a moment, it said toxin. That doesn't sound good at all. I wasn't a science student nor a chemical expect, but most times when the word is mentioned, it denotes something bad and awful. It's taking a lot of time to simply let the cat out of the bag. What does the toxin do?"Bptulinum toxin. It's a very powerful toxin. If used properly, it can cause several paralysis
** ANTONY SANTOS**I chanted the plan, making use of the GPS system to guide me back to the company whilst trying to recall any other routes they might have taken while I was semi conscious. I don't remember much. Just the excess chloroform used in the handkerchief, then if course Tina's face repeatedly, most times hovering over me then falling asleep, waking up, falling asleep again, then I think I saw some bushes, but those might have just been figments of my imagination. I can't truly be sure.I squeezed my eyes and turned into the road. At the far end the company would reveal itself. After that, it's all dark and blank. There's nothing else to see. I remember waking up on the bed, I recall a farmilar voice in the room with me, my eyes were shut, but there was another figure and I feel as if it wasn't Tina nor Ryder. The odd part is that it's almost as if I knew the figure, we've met at an earlier time, the strained and barely audible nor can I remember, the only thing still there
**ANTONY SANTOS** "What are you talking about?" I snapped trying to rush back in. She held my arm and shot daggers at me. I control events now and they'll work only in my favour from here on out."Are you blind or deaf? That alarm is a fire alarm and you can clearly see people running out of the building whereas you're running in. That's just fucking stupid!""The plan needs to work. How do you think the boss will feel when we mess it up huh? I just need to go in there and get the bottle at least we can plant it somewhere else.""No!"She argued firmly. There's the Tina I knew. The kind hearted and compassionate girl. I softened my gaze then nodded acting as though this new development was hurting me greatly.“There will always be a second chance. Nothing is worth losing your life. Let's go "She tugged at my arm running ahead while I followed. As we ran out, the fire team went in with hazard suits. Tina passed them a look, twitched her lips slightly before exiting fully. It wasn't