Chapter 26.

Zach's POV.

Part 3. End.

Now I didn't want to die. No one wants to. So, I did what any person would do, I killed the man pointing the gun at me.

I made sure to make it quick and painless. Well as much as dying being stabbed in the face and having you throat crushed can feel.

So, it was probably extremely painful. Anyways I cleaned the still wet blood that was covering my hands off on the now dead guard and took his walkie talkie.

Next, I headed towards where the guard was coming from. I had hoped that it was the main area. I originally took a model and pictures of this building but for some reason the entire inside was rebuilt into that of a maze.

A tricky one at that.

Luckily a few minutes and a few turns later I had finally made it to the main transaction area. I took out my camera, hiding in a corner and started taking pictures of the man behind it all.

I snapped away making sure to take a picture of everyone in the room even the guards. That's when I found him, the man that I was looking for.

James Williams.

The greedy fucker.

I had gotten him now. I couldn't help but feel a little, no, a lot glad that I was finally going to be able to get him out of Eve's life.

Hopefully for good. After I had gotten sufficient evidence of his crimes I hastily and quietly made my way out of the maze of a warehouse back to my car.

Luckily, I was able to make it out in quick time without running into any more guards. I had assumed that I killed most of them, so they were running thin.

Sadly.

Within the time that it took me to leave the warehouse and make it back to my car that I made sure to thoroughly hide. I wasn't aware of the chaos that I had left behind back in the warehouse.

James's POV.

An expensive glass filled with only the finest whiskey flew through the air and hit the wall at the other side of the room, in the warehouse.

"SMASH!"

"CLASH!"

"God fucking damn it. How did almost all of the guards that we hired get killed by some unknown man!" James howled at the top of his lungs.

Everyone that was still in the room averted their eyes. None of them wanted to be on the receiving end of his wrath.

James was fuming now and there was nothing that he could do about the current situation. Luckily though the intruder didn't stop the deal, nor did they steal anything.

"Fuck. Just what was their goal in coming here." I mumbled to myself.

Luckily the deal already went through, and the buyer had left shortly after. The guards that were still alive were going around and collecting the bodies of their comrades.

They wanted to bring them home to their families. Not that I cared, while they were going around doing that, I was also having them search for any clues as to what the intruder wanted.

'I would find out who dared to fuck with me and make them pay.' I thought to myself as I sat in a chair waiting for what the guards found with a new drink in my hand.

An evil smile forming on my lips just thinking about what I would do to the person when I found out who they were.