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!”

Thomas’ voice. Hence, he did not ask for more information and swiftly left his dinner behind to pull out a pen and paper from his desk. He then jotted down the license

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

it would not be

his dinner anymore. Instead, he patiently waited

Ding!

message that he

waiting on the couch for William’s news. When he

message, particularly when he reached the section that stated the Cadillac

was puzzled. What did Hind Group

hand on her, I will kill them

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

much concern for him in that short time. When he faced financial troubles, she helped him out and even gave him

friends had better be prepared

was

empty by now.

did they go? he wondered. In spite of his confusion, he charged into the security room and easily took the two security guards out.

through,” the

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 they have to fight? Even now, he

you, have Olivia escorted to your company office right now. If she’s hurt at all, your entire family is doomed! Remember, my patience is finite. You only have thirty minutes. If I don’t see

their breaths in fear when they heard that. Who was Thomas? What gave him the arrogance to threaten

It was not an exaggeration to say one of his sneezes

and casually lit up a cigarette. With his knife in

Tick. Tock.

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