Novel & Cerita Where Do All The Good Guys Go To Hideaway

The two had been sipping their coffee when her twin's second-in-command and capos were ushered inside the dining room, one guard holding a rolled map under his arm and a file in hand. "Come, sit," Her brother instructed. The five men took seats around the table as Salvatore had the map rolled out and pointed to a spot. "Gia has currently 300 men with 1500 more on their way and 3 crates of useless firearms." Salvatore sipped his black coffee. "And is residing in her son's warehouse in Milan. A gentleman under the name of Alessandro was very kind to provide this information to us," The five men looked at him in silence, trying to grasp what he had said as Tazio the first one to speak.

They thought that moment would pass but what they’re not aware of is that it never does. The next thing I did was get Stanley to line up the two boys that started the fight at the gang’s hideout. I mounted my bike and took off. The hideout is at the outskirts of our town, a place no one has ever noticed. It has an abandoned building that was large enough to hide us and our atrocities. As I entered, I noticed everyone was around and the two boys were tied up. “Did you guys know what you cost me today?” I asked, bending down to their level.

Ten Years Later.... Ambrosius (P.O.V.) They are here. Of all the possible times they could come, they choose the ceremony! Those motherfuckers! "Delta, get the Deads ready and contact others. Axe, how far are they?" My Angel takes charge immediately, while I mind link the females and pups to hide. We have hidden basements under every house that serve as hideouts, and the only people who can open them are the clan members. 'Do not leave the hideout until I tell you it is okay.' I tell them before going to the dungeon with the Deads, my warriors, and my mate.

Good and bad. Good, you could enjoy all the fine things money can buy. Nevertheless, bad, you never have privacy. Which was why I had come to hide out here in Woodstock. Thankfully, judging from Ariel's reaction to my name and my face, I wasn’t all that popular. That meant I could live without fear of being recognized here while I waited out the heat in Boston City to cool off.

Angel didn’t mind backing down when she knew it was in her best interest to know what these people knew. Hunter was flabbergasted he asked more calmly “Can someone tell me what is going on?” Michael simply handed him the piece of paper, they watched as all the color drained from Hunter’s face and he stared in stunned disbelief at Angel. When the letter had been passed around to everyone in the room who had just arrived. Michael spoke saying “It appears that Stacia wasn’t off with her friend that summer, she’d gone into hiding to give birth to her daughter. Whom she then gave to someone.”

The day was slowly getting dark as the sun setting on the horizon. Deep hidden in the Rock Valley near the river bank, was Wide Storm bandit hideout. The Hideout was an abandoned dragon cave, after their leader Mongadee Lopus establish the band they have made this mid size cave their home for 7 years. Over the time they gain prospers, from just empty cave they amass fortune and altered the surrounding to their at advantage, making them more hidden and strong from any attacks.

If anyone wanted to hide something…If anyone wanted to hurt someone without ever being caught… If anyone wanted to disappear completely… They’d go to the Hollow Mountain.

Jax pulled up to the abandoned warehouse, looked around. King had chosen well, he was happy to note: nothing but open space as far as the eye could see, and the building wasn’t even visible from the closest road. Ideal for keeping people hidden away from the world. This would also be a great place for someone to fall off the planet. Someone could just mysteriously disappear out here. Jax wondered if Dave was going to be one of those someones. He slammed the truck door, and right away, the front door opened. King and Honey stepped out of the building, and greeted him.

“No one knows about this place, except Craig and us. Even some members don’t know. If anyone would hide something here, it’s those of us who know, and since we have no idea. It’s Craig.” Craig. Even though he wasn’t here. He was still saving us. I swallowed. “Then, we should leave. If Craig had thought this all through, we shouldn’t let his effort go to waste.” I felt Ava’s hand on my shoulder. “Don’t think about it too much. I am certain Craig’s safe.” Greg came out. “The guys will drive. I need everyone to come in five groups. Each group will take a car. We have the location of the new hideout. We meet there.”

He had spent weeks carefully planning his escape and ensuring that Melissa would remain hidden from Avalor's grasp. Lucas reached his hideout, a rundown warehouse on the outskirts of the city. He slipped inside, his mind racing with thoughts of his next move. He knew he couldn't stay in one place for too long, as Avalor's determination was relentless. Inside the warehouse, Lucas had set up a makeshift living space. He had gathered supplies, food, and clothing to sustain himself. He had also taken precautions to mask his scents, making it nearly impossible for Avalor to track him.