Turner's chance

old. The city was preparing to gr

over him in one swipe. The digital clock on the table three

ss that the blue, blue sky of the day had become. It spread over the metropolis that was crank avenue. It was in the middle of the night and silence was stilling. In a weird way, comforting too. It was

stood gigantic, imposing.

his laptop open. A few taps and touches

ack in his house. And his search revealed her entire life history and everything else one ca

to understand. And

hough the angles her face took and the straightness of her nose, as opposed to the flat or big ones Af

ng a colour that sought to satisfy both ends from which the child came, showing hints either in their hair, skin tone or eyes. But this, this was diffe

sent inside her. Perhaps, it was true what they say about the genes of the black man

ant to believe that it was not a set up of some sort. Old Turner was go

nce he smelt something,

is final." Old Turner had yelled. "And you will do exactly as I have inst

sub contractor, we are the contracting company. He helps us get the deal, we work and he g

out on him, without

hey were to get along. Not that he cared that much but with recent d

airs stand on Caleb's skin. But he waited. While he waited, he momentarily wondered how possible it

shadow that crept up on him. Caleb remained still, taming his desire to turn around.

he bullet that went straight to shattering the glass that served as a

ood luck. Caleb was in it's front already, holding the gun, staying it from moving. With a blow, it went flying out of the intruder's hand.

to know who was behind the mask and he pulled at the garment over the shadow's face. The shadow, unwilling to let his identity be rev

heels, leaving behind a wounded Caleb and the scattered place

fe he led now, this was not anticipated. He dragged himself on the floor until he had his back to

loor far away, in a distance where it had landed after the throw. Dread filled him instantly. His eyes went wide and

obably mistaken him for someone else. Everything will be fine. It is alright. Caleb gave himself a

one and struggled outside. He did not have the time to examine anything and

peed dialed Oliver. The cal

r, drove out of the parking lot and into the s

mber and it was answere

How may I

nt and side, armed. I need you to check in on the chairman. He is either at the mansion or

ty." Darkside was going to clic

that the Madame is okay. I will call you

the road. He had a new destination in mind now. Caleb opened the safe and pulled out

our emerge

my office. I got attacked and

dness! You shouldn't be

bastard that did this. He collected himself. "Oliver, I called Darkside. He's handling security. I want you t

office? Where are you at? I

a meaning but Caleb clenched his jaw. His fist tightened on the stirring. "

all e

dded violently against his rib cage and it was strangely very familiar. Caleb had felt this way before, he had felt this painful feeling o

ts and feelings and although, he was familiar

erious. He was just going to check to confirm and it will be okay. Nothing could have happened.

hing thing suspicious. By the time he got to the room he had saw her enter earlier, he

m. Then he calmed his rac

or and she slept, the rise and fall of her chest obvious from the tight gown she wore. He stared some m

on realized that it was mascara and he wondered why she had cried. Her pl

een as nothing but a psychotic pervert. So he turned off the lights and struggle

oaned in anguish. He pulled

rks

ansion or the condo but we have located him. He is c

ness

to ask if you did

fine Darkside, tha

ir

ll, various expressions