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

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 not

mood to eat his dinner anymore. Instead, he patiently

Ding!

received a message

in Olivia’s apartment. He was smoking while waiting on the couch for William’s news. When he

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

was puzzled. What did Hind Group want

lay a single hand on her, I will kill them

a spine-chilling look flashed in his eyes. He grabbed a paring knife and charged out

and even gave him a well-paid job. This was especially evident tonight as she showed just

hurt his friends had better be prepared to

issue of the gunshot wound. He was the King of Marksmen. How

by now. It was pitch black with

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

went 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 could still feel a sharp pain

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!

two security guards in the room held their breaths in fear when they heard that. Who was Thomas? What gave him the arrogance to

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

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

Tick. Tock.

slowly passed, and it was soon half an hour later. One final glance at the entrance of the building revealed no