Alexander

Without waiting for Phil to answer him, he left. As soon as I get rid of you, I will take what is my right. I have always been compared to you Gabriel and I will not allow this to happen to my children. I will eliminate you all, starting with your dear son. Make the most of the last few days you have left. Since at the end of this self, you will all be dead. But in the meantime, this information that I have concerning this new project, I will sell it to someone else.

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I was on the phone with Jamal and he kept me posted on the latest news regarding my uncle. As I thought, he contacted one of our competitors. Hmm what an imbecil, he still doesn't believe that the information he has is the right one. This will keep him busy for a while. I also know that the person who caused my accident is still looking for me.

I did not eliminate this guy for the simple reason that I want to get rid of this organization. It has a branch in City S, B but their general quarter which is in the capital, I really find it difficult to locate them. It is a group of assassins who have lived in the country for quite a few years now. They target high-ranking people. They don't spare anyone on their way.

These people are very careful. During all this time that I am investigating them, I have only been able to find out that they organize a meeting at the end of each year, where everyone is gathered. But I never manage to remember where this meeting will be held. So developed a trap and I was the bait. I took the opportunity to inject a tracer into his body. This is my last creation. But this one I did not put on the market. It's a small microscopic device that I created.

It attaches to you without knowing it and you can activate it at a distance as soon as it receives the signal. With the help of that I will know exactly where they will be and I will take the opportunity to eliminate these bastards. This is our last chance. Once done then I will have the proof necessary to oust my uncle in the company as well as his accomplices. That way I can live again without looking over my shoulder at all times.

When the operation begins, my brother's and my sister's men will support me and we will eliminate them all at the same time. I know the person who provides them with money to run this organization. He will be the first to be removed from my list. He's an old friend of mine.

I was outside checking the horizon for the tenth time in the space of half an hour. Where was she? I remembered her in every detail. I remember the way she looked at me cutting wood, with bright eyes, with the sun playing in her hair She was tall and thin, flexible, her blouse modestly veiled her forms. But what I had guessed, was enough to keep me from sleeping. It is almost 4 days now that she had brought me a letter that Jamal had written to me. The envelope contains information about the assassin who continually pursued me. That day, she looked at me with a lot of thoughtfulness, a lot of sympathy, as if she knew exactly what hell I am living in. I will never bother to tell anyone what stress I am experiencing, knowing that I can still die at any time. This time I would not have another chance. I will never let another take my life again. That is why I will be merciless to those who want my life, and to those who betray me.

Where was she. Didn't she tell me that she picnics on my veranda every Friday and every Tuesday? Today was Tuesday. I rolled my eyes. It must have been an hour now, judging by the position of the sun. I returned to my work thinking that she was no longer coming. But I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing. But where was it? The distant hum of a car engine fills me with joy, a feeling that quickly gives way to calm. What despite everything I told her, she dared to come and bother me again. In my current situation, I didn't need that, I didn't need that kind of distraction.

Especially not miss sweetness, the beautiful messenger with a big heart. I waited until she stopped the engine, until silence returned, to get back to work vigorously. What was she doing I listened. Nothing. You could only hear the whisper of the wind in the leaves. She was probably eating her sandwich. No longer holding it, I left the house. She was closing my mailbox. Nothing very interesting, she says kindly, advertising reminders. Why this kindness. For not holding it against me, the rather cold manner I had spoken to her about. I looked at her with even more attention. I noticed the way she proudly lifted her chin. She had understood very well, but was only doing it at her head.

She came to challenge me even on my own land. this actually amused me a little. I would have to walk over to her and ... and ... I walked back to the house, trying to forget these thoughts, then walked out with something in my hand.

"Here is your lunch"

I say briefly without the slightest smile.

"If it costs you so much to bring it to me, why force yourself?"

She asked.

At the very moment that I had finished tabling this question, that I already regretted it. He tries as best he can to be forgiven for his unpleasant attitude last week.

" It doesn't cost me."