“Did you say Derrick?”
Jerson nodded even though he knew Noah wouldn’t be able to see it. “Yes, that’s correct,” he answered.“Fuck! Wait for us there!” Noah commanded before he heard a few curses from Noah again.Jerson sighed and laid his back on the wall again. He examined the whole notebook before he decided to see what was inside. He was really curious about whose name was written on it.The first few pages were about the known mafia in different cities. They are all buying illegal goods almost every day, luckily, they are staying low because of the treaty signed between all mafias and the consequences of infringement of territory. Even criminals know this kind of covenant. The peaceful days reigned when they all agreed to sign the treaty.After he turned some pages, the title of a crumpled page caught his attention. A smudge tint of ink from a black sign pen engraved, CLIENTES ESCLAVOS on top of the pagJerson chuckled as he raised his hand and gave the people in the rival’s car a middle finger which made those people grimace. A person who felt very agitated pointed a gun at him so he immediately bent his body to avoid getting hit using the metal of the car as a shield.Van turned the steering wheel of the car to the left again, hitting Avialanché’s car. As the people in the opponent's car were too distracted by the pressure that Van had made, Jerson pointed the gun at the tires of the car and hit them. Jerson snickered triumphantly when he hit the tires making it blast. The driver lost control over the car. “You seemed to be enjoying this,” Vishnu pointed out. “Yes. And so? What will you do?” Jerson asked. Vishnu smiled genuinely. “I won’t do anything unless you hurt yourself. You should stay away from threats, Cara,” he said. Jerson smiled with wry amusement. ‘I doubt that,’ he thought. ‘If you remember who
“You don’t have to do this, Jerson,” Alec said. Jerson signed the last document before handing it over to Noah. “Don’t try to stop him, Alec. Let him do whatever he wants. It’s nice seeing him running away again,” Noah declared. Jerson sighed in annoyance. He didn’t know if it was just him or Noah was really overreacting. All of them were blowing-out-of-proportion actually, but Noah was the only one who was annoyingly countering everything he does. Noah was acting like everything he’d do will only make trouble. “I’d appreciate it if you shut your mouth, Mr. de Oliveira,” Jerson calmly said. “You keep running your damned mouth everytime unnecessary. Why don’t you shut it for a second so I’d appreciate you coming here?”“Watch your mouth! I am still your su—”“I just signed the termination of the contract. We aren’t comrades anymore. We’re basically no more than strangers,” Jerson nonchalantly said
Jerson stayed in his apartment for a few weeks without going out. He was surfing the web, looking for updates from the outside world, and examining the whole situation through the city’s CCTV. After the masquerade ball, and the firing and exchanging of bullets between them and the people of Avialanché, the police operated an investigation. They also hired a detective, and Leon was the one who got the case, hence, they managed to conceal their identity. The Avialanché managed to clean their mess and deleted the footage, making Jerson’s work easier. The Law Academy that General Kio established was taken over by Jerson’s grandfather. After the whole issue was solved, the whole operating system of the Academy changed. The teachers who were considered the accessory to the crime were charged with aiding and abetting and were punished accordingly. General Kio was reprimanded with the “Comprehensive Dangerous Drugs Act of 2002” by the court according to REPUBLIC ACT NO. 9165.
Jerson agreed. They don’t know who their comrades were and who will stab them in the back. Having a devoted compatriot is a rare thing to find. One would not limit himself from the things he knew he could not gain anything from and would resort to deception and betrayal. That’s why betrayal is an impending choice. Greed would lead to deception and that innate emotion would take over someone if that person was shown the things he yearned for. You really can’t trust anyone aside from yourself. “I have a lot to say,” Harvey said and chuckled. Jerson looked at Harvey. “I know a café near this supermarket,” he declared which made Harvey look at him in amusement. “Do you trust people that easily?” Harvey asked.“Inviting someone for a coffee is just a form of commendation and not more than that. Let’s not get our hopes up, alright?”Harvey chuckled. He dragged the cart and walked beside Jerson. “Should
“Black coffee, no sugar,” Jerson said when the waitperson approached them. Harvey looked at him and commented, “That’s boring.”Jerson sighed and looked at his phone. “And you talked too much,” he replied. Harvey chuckled before looking at the waitperson. “I’ll order a cup of espresso.”The waitperson noted down their orders, bowed his head, and then left. Jerson looked around the cafeteria. His absence for over half of a year makes him a bit nostalgic about the place. Perhaps it is because of those times when he visited the place where his peaceful days were. Now, his once-peaceful life came back to being chaotic and tangled. “The atmosphere of this place is good,” Harvey remarked. Jerson nodded. “I agree. This niche is as peaceful as those days when none of this was happening. I wouldn’t be tired of visiting this place.” He looked at Harvey’s brown eyes. “Can I ask you something?
“How do they find me here? Fuck!” Harvey cursed as he hid his body behind the tipped-over table. Jerson chuckled. “You're no different from bulky guys, Harvey. You stand out too much so don’t be too surprised that they could recognize you,” he said. He positioned his hand to shoot at the nearest person who was aiming for him. “Who are they?” he asked with dry amusement “Probably one of the Empresarium’s people,” Harvey answered. Jerson pulled the trigger and hit the man he was aiming for. Probably because he was always on a battlefield, he was calm and composed even though he knew that his bullet couldn't take them all out. He then looked at them one by one but he couldn’t recognize them. “Are you sure they are from the Empresarium?” he asked again. “Yes,” Harvey answered confidently. Jerson couldn’t tell if Harvey was lying or not. He also couldn’t tell if these people were from Empresarium because their faces were foreign. He doesn’t know who to trust at this point but because
“You look like a mess,” Harvey stated as he stared at Jerson. Jerson just raised his right brow. “Same goes for you,” he replied and chuckled. Jerson heaved a sigh. They managed to escape even at the last moment. It was a good thing that Jerson brought his cruiser. If not, it will be hard for them to find a decent taxi to escape the police authority as they chased them in a police car. “This is where you live?” Jerson asked as he looked around the area. Harvey nodded. “Obviously,” he replied. He took off his jacket and hung it on a coat rack. “This building is in a secluded area. I’m sure by now, the authorities are checking all the footage to catch us.”Jerson plopped on the couch. “That's true but since there was no CCTV installed on the street we passed by, we won’t be tracked down,” he said. “By the way, does the Avialanché still need the ledger?”Harvey tilted his head. “Why? Will you give it to us if I honestly answer your question?”Jerson shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t ha
Night Stripped is a bar known amongst the social elite as it was exclusively for rich people whose businesses were on the top of the business chain. Business tycoons, bachelors, and such could be found at Night Stripped having booze. Being invited by one of the VIPs was such a great honor anyone could ever get. “You almost died earlier, Harvey. Aren’t you exhausted?” Jerson asked.“I almost died earlier and hence I realized that life is short. We should celebrate it while the god of death is busy killing others,” Harvey confidently answered. Jerson sighed. “Do you have a car?”“You have your cruiser,” Harvey pointed out. Jerson pressed his lips. “Did you invite me because you don’t have a car and you want me to be your driver using my cruiser?”“Is that bad?” Harvey asked. “For me, it is,” Jerson replied using his irritated tone. Harvey chuckled. “I was just kidding, Jerson. You can leave your cruiser at the garage while we're away.”“I haven’t said yes yet.”Harvey rolled his ey