Retribution for sins

While the buzz surrounding Raven Grey's recent marriage hasn't quite died down, another bombshell has rocked Worcester.

Renowned social activist Gaston Regis has been accused of engaging in illegal child trafficking and assaulting a twelve-year-old.

The case had seemingly reached its conclusion with the caretaker from one of Gaston's orphanages being identified as the culprit. The narrative was so convincing that the public didn't foresee this unexpected twist.

Gaston Regis was ultimately exposed as the mastermind behind it all. Concrete evidence emerged, revealing his deep involvement in underground child trafficking. The public was stunned to learn of the crimes he committed while maintaining a benevolent facade. 

All his assets were seized, and the orphanage under his control was taken over by the government. He received a lifetime imprisonment for his heinous crimes.

Once again, Daniel Smith received accolades from the police department for his exemplary work. He had never faltered in solving cases. The public lauded him for his dedication to vindicating the innocent and uncovering the misdeeds of the wealthy without fearing the power of the rich.

The department assigned a separate squad to trace the children sold by Gaston's underground organization, rescue them, and ensure justice for those involved in the illicit business.

Diego was released from prison and hailed as a hero for his courage in gathering evidence against the criminal organization. He also played a crucial role in identifying those involved in the crimes, even uncovering betrayal from his lawyer friend. The businessmen involved were punished in accordance with the severity of their offenses.

The public showered praise on both Diego and the police department for their diligent efforts, which restored hope and respect for the law.

Upon his release from prison, Diego made his way to the orphanage. The caretaker kindly assisted him in carrying his belongings to his assigned room. Diego decided to continue his job and resolved to serve the children there.

After placing his thing in his allotted room, he ventured to the hall where the children typically slept. It was deserted and dimly lit, except for a small figure huddled in a bed at the corner of the room.

With cautious steps, he approached the figure, his heart heavy with emotion. Observing her lonely posture, tears welled up uncontrollably in his eyes. In the silence of the room, he called her name softly.

"Hazel."

Hazel, who had been resting in her bed, was startled by the voice. Her eyes widened in surprise as she quickly rose from the bed and turned to see the person standing in the middle of the hall.

Tears of joy and relief streamed down Hazel's cheeks as she rushed towards him, calling out, "Brother Diego!"

Diego knelt down and enveloped the girl in a warm embrace. He gently patted her back, offering reassurance. "It's alright. Everything is alright now," he murmured, their tears mingling as they held each other tightly. Their sobs reverberated in the stillness of the room.

On the opposite end, Daniel and his assistant Johnny arrived at the same prison where Diego had been imprisoned previously. A guard greeted them with a bow and led them to a secluded cell situated on the farthest corner of the ground floor, separated from the others.

Johnny, unsure of their purpose at the prison, opted to trail his boss silently. Upon entering the cell, they were engulfed in darkness, with no light in sight. The guard departed, leaving them alone in the dimness. Johnny's gaze fell upon a large sack lying in the center of the room. 

As he squinted his eyes, he realized that there was a person inside the gunny bag where faint whimpers escaping from within.

Turning to his boss, he saw him settled into a wooden chair and appeared relaxed.

"Johnny, how proficient are you in combat training from the police academy?" Daniel inquired of his assistant.

Johnny blinked, considering the question before responding, "Fairly good, boss."

"Hmm. Are you more skilled in Attacking or defending?" Daniel probed further.

"Attack, boss," Johnny replied, although he remained uncertain about the reason behind his boss's line of questioning. Nonetheless, he answered truthfully.

"Hmm. That's good. Just imagine that the person before you is the punching bag. Show me your skills," Daniel said, bobbing his head in the direction of the sack.

Although bewildered by his boss's order, he couldn't refute it. Rolling up his sleeves, he approached the sack and delivered a powerful kick to the person inside. A muffled groan escaped from the sack in response to the forceful blow.

The relentless barrage of punching and kicking continued for another ten minutes. Eager to impress his boss, Johnny exerted immense force with each strike, causing the person inside the sack to cry out in agony with every blow.

As Johnny poised to land a kick on the person's stomach, Daniel halted him midair. Johnny froze, resembling a bewildered flamingo with one leg awkwardly suspended.

"A little lower, Johnny," Daniel directed his assistant.

Following his boss's orders, Johnny adjusted his leg to target the lower stomach of the person. However, he was once again stopped by Daniel.

"Even lower," Daniel urged, sounding more like a yoga instructor guiding a difficult stretch.

Johnny, acting on instinct, moved his leg even lower, realizing that his foot was now aimed directly at the person's "no go zone". 

Perplexed, he looked at Daniel for confirmation, who simply nodded with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, giving Johnny the green light to proceed.

With his eyes tightly shut, Johnny delivered a swift kick to the designated area, eliciting a loud cry from the sack. Ignoring the pleas, he continued his assault until Daniel finally signaled for him to stop.

He didn't know what sin this person had committed for his boss to punish him cruelly. Johnny felt bad for the person, after all he is the one who smashed the person's egg and nest. But that's ok, he is the loyal assistant to his boss who obeys his orders.

As Daniel rose from his chair and approached the gunny sack, he swiftly untied it, unveiling a bloodied figure within. Squatting in front of the person, he lifted his chin.

Johnny's eyes widened like saucers as he recognized the familiar face of the person before them.