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!”

dinner behind to pull out a pen and paper from his desk. He then jotted down the license plate number Thomas

help tracing the location of the Cadillac. However, the government servants had all clocked off. That meant it would take

it would not be too

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

Ding!

he received a message that he

was smoking while waiting on the couch for William’s news. When he saw the message come in, he

he reached the section that stated the Cadillac was a car reserved for the inner

What did Hind

lay a single hand on

with his phone in his hand, a spine-chilling look flashed in his eyes. He grabbed a paring knife and charged out of the apartment toward Hind

she helped him out and even gave him

had better be

He was the King of Marksmen. How could he

GPS. The entire building was empty by now. It was pitch black with only lights on inside the security room on

did they go? he wondered. In spite 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 neck and ordered him to call the chairman of

through,”

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

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 doomed! Remember, my patience is finite. You only have

they

in the city. It was not an exaggeration to say one

sat down and casually lit up a cigarette. With his knife in hand,

Tick. Tock.

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