Turner's chance
old. The city was preparing to gr
over him in one swipe. The digital clock on the table three
ss that the blue, blue sky of the day had become. It spread over the metropolis that was crank avenue. It was in the middle of the night and silence was stilling. In a weird way, comforting too. It was
stood gigantic, imposing.
his laptop open. A few taps and touches
ack in his house. And his search revealed her entire life history and everything else one ca
to understand. And
hough the angles her face took and the straightness of her nose, as opposed to the flat or big ones Af
ng a colour that sought to satisfy both ends from which the child came, showing hints either in their hair, skin tone or eyes. But this, this was diffe
sent inside her. Perhaps, it was true what they say about the genes of the black man
ant to believe that it was not a set up of some sort. Old Turner was go
nce he smelt something,
is final." Old Turner had yelled. "And you will do exactly as I have inst
sub contractor, we are the contracting company. He helps us get the deal, we work and he g
out on him, without
hey were to get along. Not that he cared that much but with recent d
airs stand on Caleb's skin. But he waited. While he waited, he momentarily wondered how possible it
shadow that crept up on him. Caleb remained still, taming his desire to turn around.
he bullet that went straight to shattering the glass that served as a
ood luck. Caleb was in it's front already, holding the gun, staying it from moving. With a blow, it went flying out of the intruder's hand.
to know who was behind the mask and he pulled at the garment over the shadow's face. The shadow, unwilling to let his identity be rev
heels, leaving behind a wounded Caleb and the scattered place
fe he led now, this was not anticipated. He dragged himself on the floor until he had his back to
loor far away, in a distance where it had landed after the throw. Dread filled him instantly. His eyes went wide and
obably mistaken him for someone else. Everything will be fine. It is alright. Caleb gave himself a
one and struggled outside. He did not have the time to examine anything and
peed dialed Oliver. The cal
r, drove out of the parking lot and into the s
mber and it was answere
How may I
nt and side, armed. I need you to check in on the chairman. He is either at the mansion or
ty." Darkside was going to clic
that the Madame is okay. I will call you
the road. He had a new destination in mind now. Caleb opened the safe and pulled out
our emerge
my office. I got attacked and
dness! You shouldn't be
bastard that did this. He collected himself. "Oliver, I called Darkside. He's handling security. I want you t
office? Where are you at? I
a meaning but Caleb clenched his jaw. His fist tightened on the stirring. "
all e
dded violently against his rib cage and it was strangely very familiar. Caleb had felt this way before, he had felt this painful feeling o
ts and feelings and although, he was familiar
erious. He was just going to check to confirm and it will be okay. Nothing could have happened.
hing thing suspicious. By the time he got to the room he had saw her enter earlier, he
m. Then he calmed his rac
or and she slept, the rise and fall of her chest obvious from the tight gown she wore. He stared some m
on realized that it was mascara and he wondered why she had cried. Her pl
een as nothing but a psychotic pervert. So he turned off the lights and struggle
oaned in anguish. He pulled
rks
ansion or the condo but we have located him. He is c
ness
to ask if you did
fine Darkside, tha
ir
ll, various expressions