"Good morning, Phoenix Mafia." Peter Quinton greeted the team as a holographic projection.
"Good morning, Mr. Quinton." the Phoenix Mafia greeted back."That is crazy, seeing Mr. Quinton as a holographic projection." said Henry."Haha. Is that what you guys see? That is indeed interesting." Peter laughed. "All kidding aside, let's get to the purpose of my call."The Phoenix Mafia sat up straight with a serious tone. They awaited any instructions Peter might send their way."So, about today's appointment, I'll see you all tonight at the Townsville Casino. There's a private restaurant within the premises. My son will be joining us, as I believe Charles would have informed you. Formal attire is required for entry so I hope you all have your attires ready." began Peter."Secondly, more importantly, there is a situation at the mall near the Townsville Hillside Condo that may need your assistance. ApparentlyCharles and Esther were all smiles as the Ferrari drove off from the supermarket on the way to the BDT mall construction site. In the car, Esther could not keep smiling. In front of one of the most influential social media people in the world, Charles just called her his girlfriend. She was also certain Charles knew the implications of that public confession. Esther had to be sure. Her hand slowly reached out to Charles's hand holding the gear shift. Charles knew it was coming and he held Esther's hand. "Isn't it a good thing that our earpieces were taken out before we drove off?" Charles said while focusing on the road and holding Esther's hand. "Yes, it is; but now what do I call you? Boss? Charles? Honey? It's quite complicated." said Esther. "Not really. You just have to call me boss while we are at work. Right now, we are going to BDT mall's construction site. You are smart enough to figure it out."
"Woah....look at this spread of food. And to think...our boss and lady boss prepared this for us." Keith complimented Charles and Esther."Thanks Keith; but what's with the lady boss thing?" asked Charles, perplexed that Keith would call Esther 'Lady Boss'."Come on, boss. It's really getting old and lame." said a smiling Victoria. "Yeah, you don't have to hide it from us anymore. We all know about the both of you." Nathan chimed in."Guys, you're confusing us both. What are we hiding from you?" Esther asked, still confused with the Phoenix Mafia's behaviour. "You really love to play coy, don't you." Holly replied with a cheeky smile."Go ahead, Ivy. Show them what we saw earlier this morning." said Henry.With a cheeky smile of her own, Ivy took her phone out and played a video and showed it to Charles and Esther. Both of them blushed as they watched the video.It turns out, the video I
While Victoria was controlling her drone in rover mode and driving it around the abandoned industrial plant to look for clues, Charles turned his attention to the more pressing issue at hand. "The bomb squad is on the way, boss. They should be there in about five minutes." Esther reported. "The question still remains. Can they dispose all four bombs in one and a half hours?" Charles questioned. "In any event, we will need to communicate with the bomb squad when they arrive and I can't speak to them for obvious reasons." "Let me speak to them, boss. I've been observing the circuitry of the bombs and I think I can assist them on disarming them." Nathan volunteered. "Ok, you do that... because they're here." Charles replied, observing the bomb squad's arrival from his drone, perched on top of one of the beams on the construction site. However, it was not the bomb squad alone that arrived. Two Rolls Royces arrived behind the bomb squad. Out steppe
"Boss, Mr. Derek is on the way to the abandoned industrial plant." Ivy reported to Charles. "Just as well, while I understand brother Derek's reasons for being at the site, I think he would be more productive handling that Mr. Granger guy." Charles whispered. "Nathan, something is going on at the industrial plant. I think the perpetrator is going to adjust the countdown of the bombs. You'll need to hurry." Victoria said to Nathan. "Keith, light up your drone. Did you hear that, bomb squad three? Let's hustle. You see four identical wires in front of you. View them from left to right and cut the wires in this order: First, fourth, second and third." Nathan instructed. The third squad was halfway through to disarming the bomb when the timer on the bomb suddenly changed. From ten minutes remaining, the timer suddenly counted down from one minute. "Nathan, the timer changed. We have less than one minute." The bomb squad team exclaimed. "Ca
Elliot Granger and his henchmen were placed in cuffs and loaded to the back on one of the police trucks. A Rolls Royce pulled over beside the truck and out stepped Derek, Desmond and Alex. They went to identify the people arrested and in the police truck. "Well, well, well... if it isn't the man himself. So, you are Derek Quinton and not Derek Smith, eh?" Elliot sneered as he spotted Derek and crew standing outside the truck. "Well, it doesn't matter who you are. You are, and always will be, a loser!" Elliot snapped. Derek just stood there nonchalantly, "Says the person who got fired from his job and is now arrested, not just for murder but for attempted property damage. Who's the real loser here?" Alex chuckled hearing his boss say that. "I thought you were going to say 'Who's the loser, now?' boss." said Alex, causing Derek and Desmond to chuckle too. "Ha ha ha... laugh all you want, loser! You will meet your en
Before Charles could begin his discussion with Yvonne, the restaurant servers came in with dish after dish. Peter Quinton had ordered for the Phoenix Mafia before they arrived in the Townsville casino. "Please, everyone, let's dig in the delicious food we have before us. We can't really discuss anything on an empty stomach now, can we?" Peter requested. Derek, Yvonne and the Phoenix Mafia nodded in agreement and decided to enjoy their dinner first. It was rare for the restaurant to serve Chinese dim sum for dinner; but that did not stop everyone from enjoying that various buns and dumplings that the restaurant had to offer. "That was wonderful. I never thought that Chinese cuisine would taste so good." said Charles. "My culinary eyes have been opened that much wider." "Haha, well if you have time, we all can fly to Hong Kong one day and enjoy truly authentic dim sum there." Peter replied, much to the excitement of the Phoenix Mafia. "That would be nice. We all have to fit a day to
"Mr. Quinton, may I suggest something? It may sound weird; but this may work." Esther chimed in. "What do you have in mind, Esther?" Peter asked. "Given what happened today, the Quinton Consortium's public relations team is going to have a field day with reporters and paparazzi questioning them about both projects." "We, The Phoenix Mafia are assembled to handle situations like this. Although we can't claim credit because we are working from the shadows, we need a spokesperson of sorts, not to report our efforts to the world; but to announce the elimination of any threats towards the Quinton Consortium." said Esther. "I think I understand what you mean, Esther. I'm willing to be that spokesperson." Yvonne replied. "Are you sure, Yvonne? Do you need someone to help you with that?" Derek asked Yvonne. "I think I am the most suitable person for this, Mr. Derek. If I am understanding Esther's idea correc
It had been a long day for Charles and Esther, so they took their time to have a refreshing shower. Thirty minutes later, both of them sat on the living room sofa to watch the news, in particular, the scene and the cause of the explosion they saw from their balcony.Just as Charles and Esther predicted, the news program on the television showed scenes of three completely burnt up Rolls Royces, with no sight of any bodies in or around the cars."If you can see behind me, the flames are totally engulfing what was three Rolls Royces; but as of now, the police were unable to find any dead bodies in the Rolls Royces or anywhere else in a five mile radius." the reporter said on the television. "Do you think Mr. Quinton will be taking any action? I mean, a group of punks just attempted to kill the best Mafia team money can buy. Hehe." Charles tried to laugh off the attempt on their lives."Very funny, Charles Smith." Esthe
Hi Readers, After nearly a year, Who's the Loser Now is finally complete. I hope you enjoyed reading the original and the sequel as much as I have creating the storylines. Man, this was a long journey. There were so many ways to close this series; but I didn't want to get distracted. So, I decided to end it the series in this manner. I will be taking a short break to celebrate the new year. After which, I will start work on a new novel. So, until then, thank you all so much for your support on Who's the Loser Now. Keep the likes, comments and ratings coming to help promote this novel. Your feedback, as always, is much appreciated. It has been a wonderful journey and this one ends here. Stay tuned for the next journey. Altogether, everyone! (With the characters in the background) Happy New Year!! Love, JDHWS
The cameras were flashing as journalists and reporters gathered at the eagerly anticipated launch of the new mall in Townsville, specifically located near the Townsville Hillside Condo. Standing in front of the main entrance, Desmond and Jocelyn faced the crowd. Desmond then took the mic to address the crowd, "After months of construction, through reported ups and downs, we are happy to announce, on behalf of the Quinton Consortium, the officially opening of Townsville Hillside Mall." said Desmond. He then took his side next to Jocelyn and proceeded to perform the cutting of the ribbon, signalling that the Townsville Hillside Mall was officially opened. Applause rang all around the front as Desmond and Jocelyn opened the front entrance doors, welcoming the crowd into the mall. In another corner of Townsville, Wayne and Kimberly were also dressed sharply; but for a different reason. Joining them were Roland and Elaine Russo, as all four of them stood in front of the main entrance t
"Brother Derek, are you sure about this?" asked Charles as he looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a tuxedo; but not any ordinary tuxedo. Derek had Charles wear his diamond encrusted tuxedo, the most expensive tuxedo he bought from Nick Lopez when he first found out he was a Quinton. "I'm sure about it, Charles. I know I bought it for me initially; but in all honesty, you wearing this tux means so much more." Derek reassured Charles. "Man, I'm nervous. Brother, how did you even go through your wedding with Ms. Amanda?" asked Charles exasperately. "Desmond told me to take a deep breath to calm my nerves. It could work for you, too." replied Derek. Charles decided to take Derek's advice and took two deep breaths. Surprisingly, he felt much calmer. Then he and Derek heard a knock on the door. In walked Mason, "Brother, are you ready?" asked Mason. "As ready as I'll ever be." replied Charles. All three of them then walked upstairs... to the top deck of Charles's superyach
The prison gate key entered the lock. With a click, the warden opened the cell gate, with mixed emotions. "Madam Louise... it's time." In her cell, Madam Louise looked around the jail cell she had been living in, serving her time for her past wrongs. She thought about the time she spent in the cell, forming a close friendship with the warden, being released early to help Team Quinton and the Phoenix Mafia, eventually being a key player in the fight against Pamela. It was a sad day to leave her family after the fight ended; but heading back to prison was necessary. Thanks to Lea Quinton, however, she did not have to stay in prison any longer. She received a pardon from the Mayor of Townsville; and now, she can leave the Townsville prison freely. She slowly stood up and walked towards the cell door, where she noticed her warden friend had a tear in his eye. Smiling slightly, she wiped the tear away from his eye. "No need to weep for me, young man. We will meet again, outside of t
With the mask worn on his face; and the briefcase full of cash repacked into a duffel bag found in the control room, Charles slung the bag over his shoulder, ready to move out of Pamela's HQ. Before heading out, Charles made sure to surround himself in a nanoshield sphere to avoid any sudden sneak attacks. After which, Charles used his upgraded suit to do a thorough scan, looking to devise an alternate way out of Pamela's HQ. 'Hmmm... it looks like I'm going to have to blast my way out of here. Time to check out what weapons are at my disposal.' Charles thought to himself. Scanning the system in his suit through his mask, Charles was surprised to find various forms of weaponry to pave his way out. "Well then, let's get started." Charles said to himself. However, as we was about to step out of Pamela's control room, an alarm sounded inside of the control room. Red emergency lights were flickering in the control room. Charles turned his direction to one of the screens in the control
"Gerard! Andrea! You certainly have some guts showing your faces here after you betrayed me!" Pamela sneered at the couple. "Lady Boss... wait! We did not betray you." Gerard defended himself. "That's right, Lady Boss! The hostages... they escaped!!" shouted Andrea. "WHAT?!?!?" Pamela shouted angrily. She then turned her attention to Charles, who was standing there, perplexed. "Charles!! You were at the dungeon earlier. You said you saw your team in their cells. Is that true?!?" Pamela asked authoritatively. "Absolutely, Lady Boss. I personally locked up the dungeon after making sure that loser Derek was in his cell." replied Charles. "He's lying, Lady Boss. Charles must still be working with his friends. Somehow, they managed to get their suits from the lab and escape from this place." Gerard said accusingly, pointing at Charles at the same time. "Hold on there, Gerard. Up until just now, when Lady Boss showed me her lab, I did not even know that existed." Charles defended hims
"You tell me, Charles. How did you and that loser escape in the first place?" Pamela asked suspiciously. Charles was calm in his answer, "Well, I found a couple of metal pins in my cell and I used it to pick my cell lock." Charles began. "Once I got free, that's where I hatched my plan. I picked the lock of Derek's cell. I had to convince him that he and I were on the same team in taking you out. So, while the rest were in their cells, which, by the way, they still are, Derek and I made our way out of the dungeon." explained Charles. "Well, you certainly have some talent, unlike that loser. Still, Gerard and Andrea not reporting back is concerning for me." replied Pamela. As she looked at the monitors of the control room, she noticed something peculiar, then she started frowning. "What's wrong, Lady Boss?" asked Charles. "Take a look at that." said Pamela, pointing Charles's attention to one of the monitors surveying the lab. "What about it, Lady Boss?" asked Charles curiously. "C
Before Charles could answer, they heard footsteps approaching the dungeon. Derek passed Gerard's dungeon keys to Charles before he cloaked himself again. In order to play along with Pamela's ploy, Charles quickly opened the dungeon door, placed Victoria gently inside before locking the door again. The footsteps grew audibly closer towards the dungeon door. Charles turned his attention towards the sound of those footsteps and walked in that direction, taking caution to who he might run into. As he turned around the corner, he found out who those footsteps belong to. "Oh my gosh, Esther. What are you doing here?" Charles exclaimed softly as he embraced his girlfriend. "Wait, you shouldn't be here. Didn't Mr. Quinton give you and the rest the order to head to the safehouse?" asked Charles. "I had to come here. I was not going to let that b***h Pamela take you." replied Esther emotionally. Just then, Derek decloaked himself and met up with Charles and Esther. "Esther, so it was you. G
"Ok, Charles, the feed is on." said Pamela. "Take your position, on Derek's right side." "Understood, Lady Boss." replied Charles. Seconds later, everyone, including the people in the Phoenix Bunker, the safehouse and the combined invasion and rescue team saw the live feed on their screens. "Your eyes do not deceive you, Peter. Charles has betrayed you. He has decided to join a real mafia and I will nurture him properly, so he can be a real Don." began Pamela. "As you can see, I have your son as hostage. If you ever want to see Derek again, in one piece and alive, firstly, call off your attack dogs. Secondly, you will, and I mean WILL, surrender your precious Quinton Consortium to me. Oh, before I forget, that includes your so-called Phoenix Mafia as well." "And just in case you think I'm not being serious... " Pamela then did something no one expected. She pressed a button on her control panel; and in the next moment, Ivy's suit emerged from a corner of her control room. 'What th