Alice stared at the thug as he laid on the floor, still and unconscious. The only thing that assured her that he still had life in him was the in and out movement of his chest, she had only knocked the living day lights out of him, that wasn't enough to kill him, but it was sufficient to send him down to a long head throbbing nap, while she figured out a way to escape the nightmare that she was currently trapped in. She walked a few steps closer to him, just to make sure, he was as still as still could be, she had knocked him out cold, she quickly placed the gun on the drawer and pressed both hands against her mouth, as if shocked at her own actions. Alice hadn't thought about the next part of her plan, infact, she hadn't thought about a plan at all, now that he was unconscious, she suddenly found herself clueless as to what actions to take next. They were probably more men on the other side of the door, with just as much muscle as this one, and defin

Some nurses gathered round Sunday, three of them to be exact, they mumbled a few things, none of which he could hear, or even anyone else for that matter. Then after a while, one of them left, and almost immediately after, the second nurse nodded to the last nurse, before she equally left, the remaining nurse knew what she had to do, she took one look at Sunday and then fixed her eyes on his IV, her job was simple, all she had to do, was kill him. The next minute she turned around, and it looked like she was heading for the door, when she stopped, reached in for the curtains by the doors, and pulled them over the transparent glass. With a cunning demeanor, she sashayed towards Sunday who rested helplessly on his bed. She pulled out a pair of handgloves, and fitted them perfectly onto her fingers, then she reached for a syringe, and afterwards, dipped her hand into her pocket and brought out a tiny bottle, she sucked the content of the bottle with the sy

" Maybe if you hadn't been the imbeciles that you were, Sunday would already be dead by now !! " Fasting barked into the cell phone he held in his hands. " We can still catch him " the man on the other end of the line answered. " And how do you plan to do just that ?" Fasting asked again, in a less aggravated tone. " We know he's coming for you " the man answered again. " And how do you know this ? does he have my location ? " Fasting asked. " Yes, they have agent Thomas's cell phone, " the man who happened to be on the other end of the line spoke. It was Shola, and Fasting could already tell. Fasting took a deep breath, and from the way he sighed, Shola could detect his disappointment. " You had one job to do, kill Sunday and bring me that flash. Yet for some reason I haven't seen Sunday !, I haven't seen any goddamn flash !! nothing !! I mean what good is having secret agents working for you when they can't even do their freaking job proper

Alice hid behind a curtain and watched the goons as they ran in the opposite direction, she waited until the sounds of footsteps were far off before she crept out from her hiding place. She thought they had all gone when suddenly she felt something against the back of her head. " Turn around, slowly" she heard the voice say. She obeyed and turned, but was anything but slow, she grabbed the gun from the man, kicked him where the sun don't shine before he had an opportunity to shoot, then she aimed the gun at him. The next sound she heard took her by surprise, she heard someone clapping, and when she turned, she found Fasting standing there. He stood in front of a number of goons and instinctively she aimed the gun at him, but the goons aimed their guns at her as well. " You are something else Alice, I underestimated you, " Fasting said. "How is the pain in between your legs ? " Alice asked confidently, and then Fasting's lo

     Sunday drove like a mad man down the dark streets, going on such speed it looked as if the car was flying. But the mercedes was up to the task and it didn't faulter, not once.    " Right turn " Alice said, and immediately Sunday spun the wheel, leading the car down the street on their left.      Alice had her eyes fixed on the Ipad in her hands, they had transferred the information they needed to find Fasting from Thomas' s phone, and dropped his phone along the way.      Even If Shola or anyone else in his treacherous gang were to trace it, they wouldn't be able to stop them, besides Sunday already had what he needed.      Sunday tried to stay calm even though his hands were slippery from sweat and his head ached with impatience. He couldn't wait to get his hands on Fasting, all the things he would do to him. First, he would break enough bones in his body to cause him agonizing pa