I’m Someone Else

“Please, don’t!”

Thomas clung to the last shred of hope he had as he charged into the bathrooms.

No one was around!

Sh*t! I was too late.

A sense of despair rose in him. It seemed like he had been right. Those people had returned and taken Olivia away. Since they were capable of shooting at them while on the road, that meant she was in danger in their hands.

“Damn it!” At that thought, anger surged in him and he punched the door.

Immediately, the sturdy metal door had a dent. It was clear just how angry he was.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down as he searched hard through his memory for the number plate of the Cadillacs. “IA35888.”

Years of military experience had forced him to develop the habit of memorizing everything that he saw. Evidently, that habit had come in handy as he was able to recall the vehicle registration number of one of the Cadillacs.

“Hey,” he barked out as he called William.

“What is it, Thomas?” William was currently enjoying his dinner.

“Look up a license plate number for me, Will. Be quick!”

left his dinner behind to pull out a pen and

done soon.” After hanging up, William contacted his father and asked him for help tracing the location of the Cadillac. However, the government servants had all clocked off. That meant it would take at least ten minutes for anything to

not be

his dinner anymore. Instead, he patiently waited by his

Ding!

a message that he

the couch for William’s news. When he saw the message come in, he hurriedly read

read the message, particularly when he reached the section that stated the Cadillac was a car reserved for the inner disciples of the

What did Hind Group want with

the reason is, if they lay a single hand on her, I will kill them

hand, a spine-chilling look flashed in his eyes. He grabbed

financial troubles, she helped him out and even gave him a well-paid job. This was especially evident tonight as she showed just how much

tried to hurt his friends had better be prepared to

gunshot wound. He was the

now.

of his confusion, he charged into the security room and easily took the two security guards out. He then held the knife against the older-looking security guard’s

through,” the security guard

had just bought when this demon barged into the room. The demon did not say a single word before beating them up. What on earth was going on? Could they not have talked? Why did

away and shouted, “Jake Hind! I’m warning you, have Olivia escorted to your company office right now. If she’s hurt at all, your entire family is

two security guards in the room held their breaths in fear when they heard

men in the city. It was not an exaggeration to say one of his sneezes could

a cigarette. With his knife in hand, he took a puff while looking

Tick. Tock.

half an hour later. One final glance at the entrance of the