Sam Gilroy

(A/N)

I got food poisoning last week. That's why there was no chapters. Now I am feeling better. So I decided to continue writing.

Enjoy the chapter guys....

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"Okay, then make some preparations in advance. When you go to meet him, pick an appropriate place." Alex said as he looked at Brian. And brian nodded back as he understood the meaning behind Alex's words.

"But before that... let's see if there are any other clues from our friend Leo."

Alex pushed the door and turned off the switch. He then removed the cloth that blocked Leo's mouth.

Leo tensed and twitched crazily, and it took a while to stop, panting heavily.

"Kill...kill me...immediately..." He pleaded.

"It depends on whether you have any useful information,"

Alex replied with a playful smile.

"You...kill me, and I...will...tell you something important," Leo said as he struggled to speak.

"Have you gone mad from the electric shock?"

"If I kill you, how can I get information from you? I can't communicate with dead people," Alex looked at Leo like a fool.

"You... swear! Swear to God!" Leo's mind was muddled, and he barely thought of a solution.

"Well, I swear to God. I will kill you immediately after you give me information." Alex said.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow night... is the auction."

Leo said, his head still dizzy from the electric shock.

"We sent the girls yesterday. According to the usual practice, the auction will be carried out tomorrow...."

"Is that all?" Alex asked.

"Yes... This is really all I can think of. You promised me you would kill me. Go ahead, do it." Leo became excited.

"I am pleased to inform you of two things, my friend."

Alex crushed Mark's thigh, causing him pain. He could not help but open his mouth to scream, but Alex quickly stuffed the dirty cloth back into it.

"Firstly, Fuck you!"

"Secondly, God will punish me if I let you die so easily. So nope, it ain't happening..."

Alex whispered in the ear of Leo, who was struggling in despair. Turning on the electric chair switch, Alex locked the door.

The current is controlled by Brian between 10 and 15 mA. This level can fully stimulate the pain without being too dangerous to kill people at once.

It can make Leo Maxwell, a guy full of crimes, suffer extreme torture and die a slow, excruciating death. Of course, many punishments are more torturous than this. But they don't have a little time to try them out now.

"Let's go back and rest first. Pick a place to contact your friend to meet tomorrow morning. There is no need to do it in this state."

Alex told Brian while rubbing the corners of his eyes. They could have acted today itself, but they, too, need to rest. They have to be in their prime tomorrow.

"Okay." Brian nodded.

Although anger made him sober, as an elderly man, his body could not withstand such consumption, and reason told him that it was time for him to rest and sort out his state.

"I will let you know when my friend replies back."

"Well, okay. After we rescue your daughter, we will initiate my plan. The world needs to see this. Such a piece of art needs to be recognized. "

Alex said as he took out a USB from his pocket. He has edited and perfected most of his artwork. Tomorrow's action will be the cherry on top of it.

"....." Bryan was taken aback for a moment, then returned to his senses.

"I am just returning the favour, Brian."

"..."

Alex just smiled.

"Your plan may not turn out how you want it to be. Someone will spend a lot of money to suppress it." Brian reminded.

"Well, they are free to try. But it will be useless. " Alex shook his head with a confident smile. Everything is under his control.

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[ 8 In The Morning ]

A grown man is lying shirtless on a soft bed. The golden-brown hair is glowing, and the white and hard jade-like skin without any imperfections is gleaming in the sunlight.

He has eight-pack abs and muscles as hard as steel

Alexander King opened his eyes, and a tyrannical and cold aura radiated from them. But it went away as quickly as it came.

He sat up in a daze. He turned to the side and glanced at the time. Then he jumped out of his bed like a rabbit. Shit, he is late for work.

After a hasty bath and change, he hurried out to buy breakfast as he went to his workplace.

He had a frown on his face. He felt like he had forgotten something...

"What exactly was it? " he wondered.

After walking into the bakery, his eyes stayed on a TV in the store as it continued to broadcast the news.

"Last night, a large-scale mass murder occurred. 25 victims, including two police officers, and the rest were citizens. It is reported that the murderer had forced many women into prostitution..."

He remembered the bet he had made yesterday.

Today the weather in France is warm and sunny. But even with plenty of sunshine, Alexander felt like he was in an ice chamber. Extreme bitter cold engulfed his heart.

Something started to stir within him as the shackles holding it began to weaken.

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[ On The Banks Of the Seine River In The Early Morning]

Some young people are jogging along the sidewalk. A traveller can be seen taking pictures of the scenery with a high-end camera.

A middle-aged man in a coat sat on a chair without talking to anyone. As if waiting for someone.

(BEEP) (BEEP)

Suddenly his phone rang.

The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and answered the call.

"You've gone too far." He said.

"They've got my daughter, Sam." Brian's voice came through the phone.

"I will do anything to get her back, and you know it."

"Does it give you the right to take 25 lives, including two police officers?" Sam Gilroy asked.

"Can a policeman who goes to that place be considered a true policeman?" Brian asked.

"You and I both know the truth."

"...I don't want to have these useless arguments with you." Sam took a plane ticket from his pocket.

"The fastest plane to the United States, first class. I beg you, as an old friend, go back." He pleaded.

"And what about my daughter?" Brian asked.

"I will find a way to get her," Sam said.

"But only if you agree to leave."

"We're all retired agents, Sam Gilroy. Would you believe what is coming out of your mouth if you had been in my place?" Brian asked.

"You don't have a choice," Sam said helplessly.

"No, a father in anger will do anything. Nothing can stop me, Sam."

Brian said softly, watching Sam through the binoculars in his hand.

"Tell me, are you involved in this matter? "

"...what do you think of me, Brian." Sam's expression turned cold.

He urged his subordinates beside him to hurry up tracking Brian. But they weren't able to crack the transcripted network so easily.

"It seems that you are involved. Oh! Right, Sam, the deputy director of the Internal Security Bureau. How could you have not been aware of the activities of these human trafficking gangs are doing?" Brian sneered.

Sam was silent for a while, but then he asked: "Where are you?"

"I'm coming for you, Sam Gilroy. Originally, I had some scruples because of our friendship, but now it's time for me to let go of old times." Brian said.

"Calm down!" Sam frowned.

"Don't let the situation escalate further!"

"Have you noticed that we are the same kind of people? Sam," Brian's voice came slowly from the phone.

"We all value family."

Sam froze as if a bolt of lightning had struck him.

"You can't do this!" Sam's face turned hideous for a moment.

"That's my family. They have nothing to do with this!"

"Then my family, my daughter. What has she done? She is also innocent like your family." Brian whispered.

"You are a traitor. How could you do this to me, Sam? I regard you as my friend. I even made you Kim's godfather.

But you have betrayed me. You concealed the most critical information from me again and again. You even tried tipping off those human traffickers about my moves."

There was a long silence.

"I don't have a choice," Sam said.

"If you have been in my place, you will understand."

"No, there's always a choice. It's just that you've made the wrong one." Bryan said.

As soon as the words fell, the tourist walking around with the camera taking pictures of the scenery suddenly moved.

He put down the camera. He then smiled at Sam and his bodyguards as he walked past them carefreely with an innocent and sunny smile on his lips.

One of Sam's bodyguards also responded with a kind smile. For some reason, the man's face looked highly handsome at first glance.

But after a closer look, he looked "ordinary." He wasn't able to remember any of the young man's features at all.

The bodyguard started to have a weird feeling. But that odd feeling didn't last long because the tourist jumped into the air and kicked him hard.

The bodyguard's eyes went dark. He felt the world spinning as he fell to the ground. In his last moments of consciousness, he vaguely remembered hearing a few screams.....