I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 1 Catching The Thieves

July in Horington was extremely hot.

Jonathan Lawson and his colleague, Harrison, were on their night shifts. The still night felt extremely silent and lonely.

Harrison was enjoying a film on his phone. To be precise, he was watching an adult movie.

“Jon, let’s watch together. This female is amazingly sexy.” Harrison invited Jonathan to join him.

Jonathan did not look at him and said, “What’s fun with two men watching it? If you’re a woman, then I’ll watch it together with you.” His response caused Harrison to snicker. “Never knew you’re also a flirt, Jon.”

Jonathan countered, “You don’t know anything. I bet you never tried it with a woman, or else you wouldn’t be relying on these films.”

Harrison was instantly hooked by his reply. He put down his phone and asked, “Have you gotten it on with a woman before, Jon?”

Jonathan scoffed at him, “I’m already twenty-six. What makes you think I’m still a virgin?”

“Tell me about it,” Harrison prompted in an interested tone.

Jonathan touched his nose and replied nonchalantly, “No. What’s there to say anyway.”

about to beg Jonathan for the details, but the look in Jonathan’s eyes changed when he caught something on the

footage showed two unfamiliar men

and

immediately enlarged the footage inside the elevator and

thousand families in this area; how could you possibly

don’t see them entering.

you just overlooked them since there are so many people

watch the two men until they got off

told Harrison, “Wait here. I’ll just go and have a

thought he was being too sensitive, but he complied

exited the office and went straight to the elevator. He knew there were two units on the twenty-ninth floor. One of the occupants was away

these men probably found out about

around twenty-eight years old; she was very beautiful, mature,

earth, and anyone would be willing to die

liked her not solely for her looks, but she was always polite to the security guards and greeted them in

were all too arrogant and

was strapped on his waist. The baton was not electrified and did not have much use, but it

arrived at the divorced lady’s door and carefully listened for

that his assumption was correct, so he quickly banged on the

a small opening, and it was one of the men he saw on the elevator. That man had a cold expression