Shadow Pursuit

Four

He was being followed.

He knew that.

Two weeks had passed since Jordan allowed Dylan to live with him. This was more than a nightmare. Even if he was trying his best to live a life of peace, he feared that one day, he'd be captured. Dylan didn't do much in his house. Jordan forbade Dylan from using his computer since Dylan might be traced. It wasn't easy harbouring a wanted man, especially when he was an escapee.

Even if Jordan could cater for Dylan's needs, his life was also in danger. When Jordan agreed to house him, he gave him one rule,

Stay invincible.

Stay indoors until things calm down.

Dylan was cooperative. All he did all day was eat and watch television, while Jordan risked it all to try to act normal by going to work every day like he wasn't in danger.

Sure, there were times he feared he'd be surrounded by police officers in a minute. Times he thought the cashier lady looked at him suspiciously because now, he had to buy extra of everything he once bought. Jordan was grateful for one thing, he had no friends in Arizona. He lived quietly and only went to work and back. He was happy to be a loner.

Recently, however, Jordan had to be extra cautious. There were times he'd find a shadow following him and when he turned, he'd find no one. Most times, he thought it was just paranoia, but he felt his nerves hitch every time he left the house.

Dylan had intercepted communications from no other than El Diablo Volkan. Jordan still shivered hearing his name.

El Diablo Volkan

Everyone knew him. No one had seen his face or where he resided, but he was the head of everything. He was unfathomable and uncatchable, and he ruled the drug world. 80% of all the drug Lords in Columbia were once under El Diablo. Rumour has it that El Diablo has a lab where he created any kind of toxic substance you could imagine, from normal alcohol to the most dangerous drugs, of all kinds. Powdery, liquid, tablets, etc. He created them and many drug Lords purchased from him either directly or indirectly. Diablo had people around the world who worked for him. He knew every syndicate in the country. Many didn't know him directly, they would only talk to any of his representatives. They were representatives from almost every country in the world. Mexico, Brazil, Spain, the United Kingdom, etc. He appointed new representatives who would deliver the toxic substances to the Mafia Lords around the country. These Mafia Lords would then retrieve the drugs and sell them to the many addicts in different states and cities around the world. He had the largest human trafficking body in the world, several underground hotels and clubs where women, children and even men never escaped alive.

Even his representatives did not know him. Nobody knew his face, his real identity. It was only his pseudonym, El Diablo Volkan. His name was always followed by shivers. The silence.

Diablo was the devil himself, a man who controlled the world. If a drug lord claims contact with Diablo, he, definitely, is to be feared. Throughout Jordan's time working with Lucien Kane, he only mentioned El Diablo once or twice, with silence. Lucien was one of the many drug Lords who bought indirectly from El Diablo. Any drug lord could make hard drugs, but nothing could taste better than that from El Diablo, and Diablo managed competition by murdering any drug lord wanting to dethrone him. They were either murdered or handed to the police. Most businesses didn't even want to create the drugs. It was easier collecting and selling, all they had to do was capture a location and make addicts out of them.

It still surprised Jordan how Dylan had managed to intercept communication from the Mafia god. How badass was he?

Dylan had always been one of those revolutionary hackers. He was tracking down the anonymous Columbian representative, the one who distributed drugs to the many drug Lords around the country, the king of Columbia. Normal kings were feared and brave, wanted around the globe, feared as much, with a short lifespan and massive net worth. The current King decided to be anonymous and he'd been unbeatable for years. Many, like Kamal, aspired to rule Columbia. That was the dream of every drug Lord, to reach the top. None aspired up to El Diablo but ruling the country was like reaching for the stars. Topping El Diablo felt like conquering a different planet. It was unfathomable.

Dylan never wanted to get the information. Kamal had hired him to track down the current King, who no one knew about. However, after years of follow-up, Dylan discovered an encrypted conversation with El Diablo. Curiosity became its peak, and instead of Dylan just reporting the information he had gathered about the king, he went deeper into El Diablo and, before he knew it, got hold of information concerning every drug lord in Columbia and beyond who worked either directly or indirectly. This information may not be able to end Diabolo's reign, but might as well put a stop to his distribution.

El Diablo found out about this security breach on time and immediately, the other drug Lords became scared because their end was near, including Kamal. The president was threatened continuously and now, Dylan was wanted. He did not commit any crime whatsoever, all he did was find incriminating evidence of every drug lord, their location, their names, houses, family members, strengths and weaknesses. Give the Intel to the right individuals and there would be a global capturing. The only way to secure this information was Dylan's capturing and, most likely, execution.

When Dylan explained this to Jordan, he almost wanted to hit his brother with a stick, for he might have done the most dangerous thing any hacker could think of.

As Jordan rounded up his shift, he hurried back home. Today, however, he was certain he was being followed. Jordan increased his pace but this did not make him feel any better. Even if he now carried a gun with him when he went outside, Jordan knew this might be the end.

As he was about to walk into an alley, a figure appeared behind him and hit him hard on the head. Everything became blank thereafter.