The explosion caught everyone off guard, it was chaos for a quick moment till the smoke was gone. The police looked around and found no one hurt by the explosion. Fatima breathed heavily as she calmed down. She looked at Grian with a smile but it quickly fell. “Grian!” she exclaimed as her hands were freed by Cristopher, she immediately held Grian who’s in pain, and held his side. Fatima’s face filled with terror as she looked at his side torso bleeding out. She held his side as well. Christopher realized what happened and called the ambulance in. “Grian..” she whispered in a panic and he looked at her with a smile. “If I die, delete the secret file in my laptop,” he whispered with a grin and she furrowed her eyebrows. “Not the time to joke around!” she irritatedly screamed. “I’m glad you’re safe,” he said before he slowly passed out. The medical team then held

CHRISTOPHER WHO SEEM LIKE madness consumed him, walked into their mansion where his mother is currently in while his sister is sent away to hang out with Philippe in the meantime so that she wouldn’t hear what they’ll be arguing about. He went directly to her office and opened the door and found his mother sitting down on her chair while typing on her laptop. She walked towards her and stopped in front of the desk. “What is it this time, Christopher?” she asked while she continued typing, not looking at her son. “Did you pay Fatima’s mother or not?” he directly questioned but she didn’t even bat an eye. She continued typing before he uttered again, “Did you?” She sighed, knowing he’ll just keep pushing her buttons. “I paid a lot of people, I’m not sure,” she answered before looking at the paperwork on her desk. His jaw clenched and he slammed his hands on her ta

“Oh no! The fish is burning!” Fatima exclaimed in a panic and Grian laughed loudly. They’ve been trying to cook for about twenty minutes now and she’s not used to grilling food so she’s having a hard time manipulating the fire. She panicked and blew air into the fire which made the fire even bigger. “Oh my gosh!” she exclaimed and he shook his head while laughing. “Here, let me,” he said before taking it upon himself to cook the fish. He flipped it over before the first side turned black. She breathed heavily and sat down on her seat. She pouted as she watched him cook while she checked the basket and grabbed the fruits so she could eat at the same time. “I suddenly hate cooking,” she joked and he laughed.  After he successfully cooked the first fish, he placed it down on the plate before he started the second and third ones. “I didn’t know you were good at this,

“I’m surprised you came.” Everyone listening through the earpiece heard a man talking from a distance. It feels a bit unnerving even if they’re just listening to it go down. They can’t imagine how Fatima feels about this interaction.  “Who are you?” They heard her ask loudly and a pause was heard.  “The money?” They heard the man ask and Nikki worriedly looked at Grian.  “What if they find the tracker?” she whispered but Philippe held her shoulder to calm her down. She took deep breaths as they listened again. “Exact amount, three hundred thousand dollars.” Her voice was firm and confident.  While they were listening, they were interrupted by a knock on the door. The police scanned the man and asked Grian to look for who it was. He approached the door and looked outside and found William standing there,

CHRISTOPHER DROVE FOR hours and finally reached where they’re keeping Fatima. He opened the small compartment in his car and grabbed the gun he kept there for emergency purposes. He took a deep breath before he got out of his car and followed some men inside as he sneaked in. What’s strange is there’s a lot of people here, are they in on it too, or are they just here because they’re just stopping by?    He looked at the building and saw that it’s just a mere hotel. Is this just so they can lay low and keep Fatima from the public? Either way, he needs to find her fast. He looked around the place and noticed a suspicious guy walking to the elevator. He stared at him for a moment and watched the elevator close. He looked at which floor he’s going to and he immediately ran to find the stairs of the hotel to catch him there.    Once he found the stairs, he started running up as fast as he could. He soon reached the second floor and he w