Moreno's Revenge

man, driven by his desire for revenge. Marcus had just finished his schooling and was looking for a job that would bring him closer to his target, Victor Don Rylan. He had heard of Victo

iring new staffs, so he applied for one of the position he knew would bring close to Don Rylan. He knew fully wel

hidden beneath the smile. The smile looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. From her looks, She seemed to be around 18 years of age, with a piercing blue eyes a

rcus thought to himself. He couldn't help but notice the way she walked, the way her hair swayed with each step. He shook his head, focusing on the task at hand. When they reached the study, the girl knocked on the door calmly and announced Marcus's arrival. "Mr. Rylan, Marcus Moreno is here for the interview." She spoke as she looked at Marcus, her eyes lit as she smiled at him again. "Send him in," a deep voice replied. The girl opened the door and gestured for Marcus to enter. "Good luck," she whispered, her

t like me if you are." He added leaving the study room while Marcus stood there, speechless and amazed, he never thought it would be this easy in securing a job with the almighty Don Rylan, he have heard of how strict and mean he was but then this was far way easier for him than he thought. After the series of interviews and questioning by Don Rylan, Marcus finally secured the job. He was happy, he knew his mission had just begun and he was definitely going to get to end of it. He knew that this was his chance to get close to his target, and he was going to make use of the opportunity well. As he was leaving the mansion, Marcus stumbled upon the same girl again. He paused for a while, as if frozen in time. Just then, he noticed something, something that brought in memories of that awful burial day. He noticed the mark on her palm and the hand chain she wore. It was then that he realized who she was - the girl from the burial ground. For a minute or They stared at each other for a while, both of them taken aback by the unexpected encounter. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to..." Marcus could only