Mandela Catalogue Intruder Novels & Stories

"Get me all the kilos of Meth else I'll blow of your head, as you can see you're out numbered, you've got only ten henchmen while this is my own cartel, I could kill you any moment from now," "Handover the Meth to me now!" Mr Don yelled.

She emerged in the doorway, a gleaming black firearm in her grip. Liya didn't wait for her to repeat herself. She ran further into the study, hiding behind a heavy oak desk as the infiltrator advanced toward her. The intruder’s face was masked, his figure covered in black from head to toe, and he carried a lever that glimmered dangerously in the dull light. An ear-splitting gunshot from Melinda burst through the confined space of the study. The figure dodged and rolled to escape the bullet before attacking Melinda. She dodged with real ease, giving a ruthless kick to his stomach.

"You have the wrong person! I’m not a courier! I’m just a student with shitty luck!" The intruder let out a rough laugh. The sound bounced off the narrow concrete walls, creating a horrific echo. "Don't lie. The scent of the Kaldreon clan clings to that blazer like flies on a carcass. You’re carrying the north territory encryption keys in your inner pocket. Hand them over or I’ll skin you alive right here."

"Yo, idiots! Keep those eyes open! Avoid that clinic like the plague! They're supposedly in bed with a Mandoria trafficking ring. Word on the street is they're in cahoots with a Mandoria trafficking gang. They'll clean out your savings, and when you're broke, it's off to Mandoria for a 'unique' experience—taser treats, waterboarding fun, and a surprise organ harvest!" This specific comment had a hundred thousand likes and reposts.

She boomed, her nose flaring as she pointed at Malik who was still strapped to her arm. "He's dying… ain't y'all got any tinge of humanity left in you... Y'all ought to take care of him first, before any stupid interrogation…" Melinda roared, a fit of intractable anger slowly, burning in her eyes. "...and y'all better get me a freaking doctor now, before I do something stupid…." "This could be a trap, Gamma," Malcom whispered in Ludakris's ears. "Don't fall for it, the Lakewood pack must have sent her to infiltrate us…"

It sent shivers down the intruder's spine. The intruder asked, "Catherine, my arm's busted. Isn't this punishment enough?" Catherine looked at him coldly and gestured dismissively. If it weren't for the intruder's years of allegiance, she would have taken him out. This intruder was Wantells, one of the core members of the Hacker Alliance, akin to Withal and Zobber. Wantells had come to Alton for a mission, but he was intercepted midway by Catherine. Later, he learned from Zobber that Catherine was in Alton. Usually distant and uninterested in dealing with people, Wantells relentlessly badgered Zobber until he finally got information about Catherine.

A little over a month ago, she had been kidnapped from the same airport, she had feared that she might not be able to return to her country but now, the thought of her going back to her country was even more scary. “Luca? Where are you taking me?” Nora asked again, he spared her a look but didn’t say anything. She saw a jet a little bit ahead of them. She knew without being told that it belonged to him, plus there was a LUCA BENDETTI boldly written on it, the fact that she didn’t even know his surname until now. “You are Bendetti?” She asked as there was nothing else she could do but wait and hope that it wasn’t what she was thinking.

Devon finally answered the call and held the rectangular device to his ear. "Good afternoon, Mr. Devon Lucasio. This is Jack from airline A. I wanted to let you know that you seem to have accidentally taken another passenger's suitcase among your luggage. We saw a suitcase belonging to a passenger named Raline Agler being carried by a woman walking with you in the airport area on CCTV. We would like you to return the suitcase as soon as possible because the owner is still waiting at the airport." Devon looked at Davina and sighed deeply. “I'm sorry for my mistake. I will check again and return it to the airport today if it really isn't mine.”

The intruder raised a small metallic device, no gun, just a transmitter. “Step away from the terminal,” the voice commanded through a modulator, distorted and genderless. “The Hartman files belong to the Council now.” Luca moved first, a blur of motion; the transmitter fell, skittering under the table. The intruder bolted toward the broken window, hook line already rigged to the ledge. In the seconds before escape, lightning illuminated part of the mask—an imprint of a blue harbor emblem. Charlotte’s network. The figure vanished into rain.

“Caelum, Jack. Kiran said there was an intruder on the trial grounds, but I don’t see any intruder or Kiran. Why is it just you two?” To avoid suspicion, Andrius said with great sadness, “Sect Leader, the intruder is a black panther. The panther is extremely fast and powerful. Kiran thought that his armor could protect him and stayed behind to cover our retreat, but he was slain by the panther.” Andrius deliberately spoke slowly and in a low voice to pretend that he was seriously injured. Then, Caelum also ‘coughed’ twice and spat out a wad of blood, looking severely injured.