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!”

hear the urgency in Thomas’ voice. Hence, he did not ask for more information and swiftly left his dinner behind to pull out a

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

it would not be too

mood to eat his dinner anymore. Instead, he patiently waited

Ding!

received a message that he swiftly forwarded

couch for William’s news.

cold when he read the message, particularly when he reached the section that stated the

puzzled. What did Hind

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

the middle of the living room with his phone in his hand, a spine-chilling look flashed in his eyes. He grabbed a paring knife and charged out of the

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

friends had better be

was the King of Marksmen. How could he be wounded by mere

office building using the GPS. The entire building was empty by now.

charged into the security room and easily took the two security guards out. He then held

call went through,” the

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 could still feel

office right now. If she’s hurt at all, your entire family is doomed! Remember, my patience is finite. You

their breaths in fear when they heard

was not an exaggeration to say one of his sneezes could have the entire city

knife in hand, he took a puff while looking at the entrance

Tick. Tock.

One final glance at the entrance of the building revealed no one at the