South was wary when the Ryokanians were involved. The Steelclaw Guild was a fearless bunch, but the Stormborns were a prestigious family in Riverbank. South would think twice before stepping on the Ryokanians’ toes. “Alright. I got it. I owe you one. If I ever wipe out the Steelclaw Guild, I can promise that you will live.” Kaze hung up. On the other end, South held his phone in a daze. Kaze made such a bold statement. He talked about wiping out the Steelclaw Guild. Who did he think he was? For some reason, South felt that Kaze was not kidding. Kaze had the confidence to carry out his promise. Oblivious to South’s mental agony, Kaze ended the call and asked Snow, “Is Albert here?” “He’s following me by car.” The solemn look on Kaze’s face was infectious as Snow’s expression turned grim. “What’s the matter, Chairman Lee?” “Siber’s killer is on his way. I don’t know when to expect them.” Kaze pointed at the curb. “Stop the car and take Albert’s. Go with him. L
“Wee-oo!” The police siren’s haunting wail cut through the heavy rain.Someone must have called the emergency line. The pair in the Maserati did not let their guard down, though. Kaze quickly analyzed the impact point of the second bullet on the truck. He pinpointed the sniper’s likely location.Putting Snow behind the wheel, Kaze looked up at a commercial building not too far away. Skyscrapers made excellent places for shooting. “Sir, I spotted the sniper on the third floor of that building at five o’clock. He seemed to have cut a hole in the window and is aiming his weapon right at us.”Albert’s voice came on Snow’s phone. He had been trailing Snow’s car a short distance away. Albert always kept a pair of binoculars handy. Kaze was right to determine that the sniper was on the top floor of the building. The sniper was cunning, not putting himself at risk by being in an open space or rooftop. Instead, he cut a hole in the glass window on a lower floor.The snipe
Then came a loud bang. A bullet, charged with rage, pierced the Maserati’s fuel tank.The white Maserati exploded in a fiery blaze. The explosion cast a dark shadow over the area.Lying on the ground, Snow breathed ruggedly with a pale face. She gritted her teeth to stop herself from screaming. If Kaze had not told her to get out of the car and rolled to the greenery, she would have been caught in the explosion. Overwhelmed with gratitude, Snow stayed low and restrained herself from running away. Kaze told her to keep still no matter what happened. “Aiden! Siber!” Kaze, crouching down while running through the hedges, let out a growl. When the Maserati exploded, Kaze was at least sixty feet away. He was unharmed. Kaze looked back at Snow, lying sixty feet away, and sighed in relief. Snow should be safe now. Albert should get her out of here when the time was right. Kaze could focus on handling the sniper instead of worrying about anyone else. It was true that
With more than ten meters in distance, Kaze only needed several seconds to run in a disorganized pattern to avoid the bullets. He jumped into the bush at the side of the road. His expression turned cold but he was not provoked by the sniper’s arrogance, nor did he stop. He used the bushes as cover and ran toward the tower, several hundred meters away from his location. …The presidential suite of a five-star hotel was located on the highest floor of the tower. Inside one of the rooms, a table was toppled over against the window, covering a figure covered in a black robe. The figure lay down on the floor with its legs spread. In front of the figure was a black Barret M82 sniper, giving off a frosty luster. The sniper rifle could easily blast a person’s body into pieces. The barrel of the sniper rifle was inserted through a hole in the window, all propped on the table. Beside the rifle was a monocular scope, used for spotting the target. Usually, a sniper was paire
The moment her second shot, which she believed would end Kaze’s life, missed, the sniper’s blank face suddenly darkened. Kaze was not just bold, but he was also experienced in dealing with a sniper who had secured the vantage point, knowing how to feint a shot. She was forced to look at Kaze differently after missing the second shot. She might not always hit her target on her first shot, but she never needed more than three—and she had never missed. Not only did Kaze escape her deadly shots, but he also disrupted her flow multiple times and messed with her mind. She had gotten used to being a predator, yet Kaze treated her like a prey. More importantly, Kaze was more than capable of hunting her down. However, as a natural-born sniper, she was not afraid. Missing her shots somehow aroused her excitement, fueling her battle intention. After the thoughts flashed in her mind, she returned to her calm self and started to adjust her sniper rifle once more and then pulled the tr
The sniper could not afford to hesitate anymore! She decided to risk it all with the next shot. She pulled the trigger. As though the man with the umbrella sensed the sniper rifle aiming at him, he suddenly jumped forward and rolled away. “Thump!” The shot was fired. Through the sniper’s scope, the sniper took aim at where the man’s head would pop up under the umbrella at the next moment. However, due to the man’s forward roll before the shot was even fired, the sniper’s bullet missed the target by a fraction of a second. “Damn it! It’s him!” The sniper grunted angrily, her tone furious. Her gut was right. The man with the umbrella and plastic bag was indeed Kaze, her target, and she hesitated to take the shot. Her target was within rage and had she fired, she would have killed Kaze ten times over. Kaze had dodged a bullet once more. She never believed in the superstitious, nothing about sixth sense or clairvoyance. Even if such ability existed, it should not
The blueprint of the building was quickly presented to Kaze. “Thanks.” Kaze took the blueprints, glanced over it, and said, “I have to go to the 98th floor, please take me there through the fastest route.” Elevators in five-star hotels required access key cards, so it was unlikely that he could go up by himself. “This way please.” The receptionist quickly guided Kaze to the elevator. When he walked past a trash can, he took the “warrant” from the state police department and crumpled it into a ball before throwing it inside, all under the receptionist’s confused gaze. There was no way he could get a warrant from the state police department. The piece of paper with the official stamp on it was just a document of his previous release. He thought he could reuse it once more before throwing it away. …The presidential suite. Soon, the sniper recovered her composure. She removed the black robe on herself and moved away from the table. She actually covered herself with
“Thud!” The moment the case fell onto the floor, the sniper revealed a black dagger in her right hand. “Swoosh!” She quickly lowered her body and lunged out, thrusting the dagger at Kaze’s neck. The woman was not only skilled with a sniper rifle, but she was also quick and ferocious like a viper with the dagger during close combat. “Zwoo!” Kaze advanced on her instead of moving away. With a slight tilt of his head, he dodged the incoming dagger narrowly but easily. The sniper did not expect Kaze to be this quick. She clenched her teeth and grip before turning her wrist at Kaze, trying to stab him. Kaze did not give her a second chance. He slightly twisted his waist to lift his leg and then kicked forward. “Thump!” A heavy thud sounded. The sniper groaned in pain when the kick landed at her abdomen. She was sent flying back, crashing onto the wall before sliding onto the floor. “As a sniper and a woman, you are skilled not only with the sniper rifle but also in c
“Kaze can pull the punches for sure. I mean, he has the Butterworth branch chief’s trust for a reason. “There has to be something for him to win the branch chief’s approval.” Edmund doubted there was depth to Kaze. After all, Edmund decided whether to take on a person based on their abilities. It made no sense to pay attention to losers, as he would hold them in contempt. Edmund had been impressed with Herman, who excelled in strategies and management. That was why Edmund bumped Herman up and made sure he stayed on top. “Got it.” Herman nodded and had one foot out the door. “Don’t be in a hurry to leave. There’s one more thing.” Edmund pointed at the table. Herman approached and stood on bent knees. Pleased with Herman’s submission, Edmund passed him a wine glass. Herman took the drink humbly before looking carefully at Edmund, awaiting his orders. “The wine was just airlifted from abroad. I can vouch for the taste. If you’re looking to sip on the finest, yo
Time went by, and a towering man in a suit showed up outside the door. Picking up on the noise inside the room, he knocked on the door. It was hard to tell whether the person inside could hear the knocking, so the man waited outside. The door was opened, and a woman, her face flawless with makeup, popped her head out and saw him. She cocked her head back at Edmund. “You have a guest, Mr. Witterson.” “Let him in,” Edmund instructed. He then leaned in to take the drink from the girl next to him with his mouth. The other girls cheered him on. The group was lost in their fun. The man, who entered the room, stood by the sofa respectfully. He kept his head down, his gaze staying low at the bottles of alcohol spread across the table. It was a bit of a wait before the man approached at Edmund’s order. “Tell me about Dwight.”While listening to the girls’ singing, Edmund turned to Herman. Herman rushed over as soon as Edmund called. He won a lot of money at poker toda
In this particular circumstance, Morris had to play it safe so that things would not get out of hand. The last thing he wanted was to be dragged into the mess. At least, he finally saw the Wittersons’ true colors. Morris’ friendly advice was met with disrespect and insult. However, the Wittersons were a force of nature, and Morris was not about to take them head-on. Despite his frustration, Morris had to walk away. Well, Edmund would soon face his downfall at the height of his power, and Morris would be there to enjoy the ride. Still, it did not sit well with Morris to have a young fella walk all over him. It had crossed his mind to keep the Wittersons in check, but there was only so much he could do. Morris had to be the one to back away as the Wittersons grew haughty. Morris believed there was more to Kaze’s visit to Westeros. Nothing major happened in Westeros recently. At least, there was nothing worth the other branch’s attention. However, a representative of the
Morris suggested entertaining Kaze well. Things would not be good for the branch if Kaze got dirt on them. That was where Edmund disagreed with Morris. His idea was to send someone to sound Kaze out. Edmund was smug because Morris’ decision was wrong. “You shouldn’t do that. Kaze is here on behalf of the Butterworth branch. You don’t want tension between both branches.” Morris looked at things from a wider perspective. Edmund believed Kaze was just a doormat of little importance. “You just overthink things, and it’s not good for your age. You’re getting senile.” Edmund did not take Morris’ advice seriously. He believed he was right. “You’re not getting it. Kaze is from Butterworth. Even if he doesn’t hold a high position there, we were in the wrong. We did not keep our tracks clean either. “Now that he’s back, I’m worried that he’ll cause us harm.” Morris was only giving a heads-up because the whole branch was at stake. Edmund was young. Due to his lack of judgmen
“We should be generous to our guest from Butterworth. You can arrange as you see fit. Please don’t house him in a messy home. Hire cleaners to tidy up the place. “You can report back to me if you need more money, but it’s not a reason for you to misuse the funds.” Herman wanted to hang up. The money was now in Dwight’s bank account, so he was washing his hands off the matter. The plan was to keep Kaze happy. He was just an insignificant member of the Butterworth branch anyway. The whole thing would blow over soon enough, so long as Kaze kept to himself without taking things too far. Herman would figure out a way to get him out quickly anyway. Maybe Herman and his friends did not have to do anything to get rid of Kaze. “Got it. I’ll be a good host, Herman. I won’t let you down. I’ll keep you in the loop.” Dwight was over the moon to get the notification about the money transfer. “Just play by ear and arrange what you see best.” Herman hung up and continued playing pok
“It’s becoming a hassle now. Are you going to inform the Viper’s Den about the change of accommodation?” After much hesitation, Kaze nodded to take up the offer. Dwight was thrilled. It only hit Dwight that he had to communicate with the Viper’s Den. Kaze was booked for a hotel stay, and Dwight’s job was to take him to the destination. Yet now, Dwight took him to his home. “I’ll tell my superior and see what he has to say.” Dwight was not sure whether the change was appropriate. Nevertheless, he did not want to pass up on a great opportunity. He simply grabbed the bull by the horn. If Kaze stayed at his place, the Viper’s Den members had to respect Kaze’s request even if they had a problem with it. “But when they ask, you can say that you’re getting along well with me. Living together just makes work more convenient.” Feeling unsettled, Dwight tried to get their stories straight with Kaze. Hopefully, the Viper’s Den would not come after them. “Aren’t we friends? I k
Dwight gave some suggestions. “But I’m worried about being a nuisance to your family.” Kaze remained hesitant, torn between decisions. “No, you won’t. I usually live alone. They stay somewhere else. They barely visit. I’ll just let them know not to visit for now,” Dwight replied. Dwight figured out what was in it for him. He could not let Kaze leave. “I don’t want to put your family in an awkward position.”Kaze was still considering the matter. “Relax. They don’t live with me anyway. The room I have for you is tidy. No one has stayed there before.“I’ll hire some help to freshen up the place. I can guarantee you an experience no less than at the hotel.” Dwight spoke with great confidence. “We should finish our food and doggie-bag the rest. I’ll take you to my place.” Dwight was ready to get things going. Kaze took the offer and nodded. “I’ll be in your care then.” Kaze was glad that his plan went through. Dwight had no idea that he got played. Nevertheless,
“I’m new to the place, so I don’t know much. Can you show me around when you’re available?” “No problem, but I usually have some stuff to take care of. I can’t be there 24/7. “Why don’t you propose to the branch that you want me to be your guide and attendant?” Dwight suggested. There was no telling whether Kaze would accept his proposal, but it was an opportunity to prove himself. He was never involved in the core operation. Often enough, he was the branch members’ punching bag. Though Dwight was aware that he was not good enough for the big stuff, he still wanted to succeed. Kaze was the trusted aide of the Butterworth Branch chief. He was in Westeros for a reason. By joining Kaze, Dwight would come across the major players. Kaze saw through Dwight’s plans. “Sure. I’ll do that.” Kaze did not mind the request. “Great. I’ll let them know on your behalf. I’ll be responsible for your needs while in the city.” Dwight was overjoyed at the opportunity. “So you live
“You must be rich. I often see rich people picking tabs for everybody. Talk about extravagance.” The tension in the air was lifted when Kaze offered to pay for everything. “I’m not. Consider it an apology,” Kaze explained, not wanting to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. He did not see the point of continuing the conversation. Dwight’s angry screams came from outside. “What the hell is this? I only ordered a bunch of stuff. Why am I being charged an exorbitant amount?“What do you mean my friend is paying for everybody? That’s throwing money away,” Dwight said while storming his way over. “I know you have money, but you shouldn’t do this, Mr. Lee.” Dwight did not approve of this type of generosity. “You rubbed them the wrong way. It was only right to apologize. Besides, it’s not a lot of money.” Kaze looked at the bill and handed a bank card to Dwight. “It’s my treat.” The consumption was barely a dent in Kaze’s savings. The meal did not cost more than his us