End Game David Baldacci Novels & Stories

The latter stared at me with fear in his eyes, his hands were shaking as his gaze fell to the floor. “Turns out you aren't good at taking orders after all,” I pointed my gun at him. The sound of bullets darting towards the man's flesh felt good in my ears. I fired several bullets before finally stopping. I left the room with a smirk on my lips. I dialled her number and waited, “I'm done here.” “Excellent job as always, Azalia,” - Meanwhile, Zakael Dela Priego and his friends were having a good time at Lucid Haven. It was Zakael’s birthday and there was no way his friends would let him get away without him spending money and buy them a few drinks.

But that was the least she would feel if he couldn’t disarm her crazy assistant. “There he is,” the man said, directing the barrel at Bonnie again, as if pointing her out to David. “I was almost starting to believe her when she said you wouldn't come. Almost thought I'd gone through all this trouble for nothing. But seriously, tell me. Why do you think she’s worth dying over?” “I don’t,” David lied. “I’m here to see you…” He turned back toward him, his dark eyes wide with surprise. And as he turned, he moved the gun barrel with her—away from Bonnie.

His eyes popped open in surprise as he saw Natasha walking in the midst of several policemen into the police department. "What's going on?" Chris asked in surprise. " Popular Billionaire's mother and Ex wife were apprehended in the early hours of today in connection with the kidnap and murder of Mrs Alex's Steel..," Derrick read the headline aloud. "What!!" They all screamed. "They murdered Alex?!!" Ben asked in disbelief. He felt his heart pounding underneath his shirt as he saw Natasha being interviewed by the press. She had led the police team to do the arrest and he wondered how she had pulled out such stunts.

"We have a way out." Richard watched everything from the screen. "I expected you to find it." Nick looked back at him. "You wanted us to escape?" Richard nodded. "For now." Ariana frowned. "Why?" "Because this game isn't over." Nick shook his head. "This isn't a game." Richard smiled. "It has always been a game." "The winner writes history." Victor stepped toward the screen. "What happened to David?" Richard looked at him. "He refused to join me."

My coffee’s gone stone cold, but I drink the last of it anyway, just to keep myself grounded. ‎ ‎When I close the file, it leaves a faint print of dust on my fingertips. ‎ ‎Damon Vale. Billionaire. Alleged criminal. ‎ ‎Somewhere inside that stack of paper is a truth that could ruin him—or save him. I don’t know which yet. ‎ ‎But as I lean back and stare at his photo one more time, something twists in my chest. Curiosity. A spark of challenge. ‎ ‎People like him aren’t supposed to fall.

David moved slightly close to his ear and whispered "He is better without you; his brother is better than his asshole father." And with a final squeeze he pulled his heart out, making Morton's body drop to the ground with a thud and he dropped the heart over his pale ash body. "End of story." And DA calmed down. David stumbled over his feet, holding the wall for support to keep standing. That might be the second time when his hands are clumsy like this, legs trembling and finding it hard to breath. First was when he saw Alex dying. This time it's again Alex.

"I am going to find her, and I am going to wrap my hands around her neck, and I am going to squeeze until every lie she ever told chokes her." I grabbed the bottle of scotch and hurled it at the wall. It shattered, amber liquid spraying over the framed wedding photo of Monica and me. "I am going to kill that cunning, cheating, drug-addict bitch with my bare hands." David laughed. It wasn't a funny laugh. It wasn't mocking. It was the sound of a man realizing the game had changed. "Finally," David said, his voice dark with amusement. "The brother I remember finally woke up." "Where is the safe house?" I demanded.

And David knew, the real war had only just begun. The revelation about 'The Architect' detonated David's carefully constructed peace in Bali. The serene beauty of the island, which had only moments ago felt like a sanctuary, now felt like a cage. The weight of his father's death, an old, raw wound he had thought was caused by fate or petty crime, was now revealed to be the deliberate act of a master manipulator. David understood, with chilling clarity, that his entire life, his career, his descent into the underworld, and even his eventual quest for peace, had been orchestrated as part of this man’s grand design.

He would be breaking the rule of both sides. Plus, he did not dare to kill Zachary, but Zachary dared to kill him. This was the difference between the status of the two. Zachary was surprised when he saw both Mac and the guy named Paul staggering backward. Now, he turned to look straight at David. This person that was on the same level as Mac seemed to have been next to this person the whole time. “Who are you?” Zachary asked David as he looked at him. “I am David Lidell, a high-tier member of SCC,” David answered.

" You know what Alicia, every lady has some dignity. Whether they come from a rich family or a poor family. I never knew you are really desperate for men. Well too bad for you. Do you think drugging David and removing his clothes will make me think that you had sex with him? Hahahha.... You know little about Dave you slut. DAVID WOULD RATHER DIE THAN TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ANY OTHER LADY EVEN WHEN DRUGGED. I AM AN EXAMPLE OF THAT!!!" Alicia was shocked. Did Ashley really trust David that much for her to see through her plan? Alicia visited David when he was about to leave the office yesterday. She cried and apologized for deceiving him which David forgave her because he won't gain anything fro