THE PROTECTED CRIMINALS

EPISODE 15

"How do you know it the letter wasn't written by him?". I inquired of John, who remained engrossed on the letter. He responded strangely, "That's because I know." John is a tall, muscular man with a well-kept mustache. He is fair and well-built, as well as gentle and attractive. "How are you supposed to know?" I inquired. "Because I've lived in the city before, I know the ins and outs of the city, someone else may have sent this letter," he added confidently again. "I'm perplexed here; how did the other person know me?" I inquired. "That someone else might be close to Richard, and maybe Richard informed him about you at one point," John continued again.

"How did you figure out it's a he?" I inquired about him. "It's actually stressful saying him or her since we use him so much," John added, smiling. John asked, "Just promise me you won't tell him about this letter." "Why?" I inquired. "Because it can make him start thinking about things that aren't important," John continued. "All right," I answered grudgingly. As he folded the letter, he remarked, "I don't believe you; I'm going to remove the letter from you." I forgot my prior vow and said, "No, I want to present him as evidence." " Remember how you agreed not to tell him about the letter?

he stated as I took a deep breath and handed him the letter. "I'm certain he didn't send this letter, extremely certain," he stated once more. "How about your family, John?" When I asked him a question, he grinned and raised his eyes to the sky. "I don't have any, my parents died a long time ago in Bethlehem, I am their only child, and I have no relatives," he said as I grinned. "Please accept my apologies," I said. "What are you talking about?" "Your parents," I said when he inquired. "You didn't kill them, did you?". With a frown on his face, he inquired. "I had no idea you were so much fun to be around," I added as he grinned and grew more attractive.

I grinned as he continued, "I heard Joshua has been beating guys over you, let me go before he catches me here." "Don't worry, he's not over me anymore; Richard defeated him by the stream once." His expression changed as I told him. "Are you sure?" he inquired. "Yes, he punched him, carried him up, and Joshua's back touched the ground," I added, using my body to demonstrate. "Richard isn't supposed to do that," John replied softly, "Why?" I inquired. "Because fighting isn't good," John replied, smiling. "All right, John, let me run along now," he said as he turned to walk away. "Don't lose that letter," I yelled, and he turned to face me and nodded as he walked away.

I entered our house as well, and for some reason, I believed him when he swore Richard hadn't written the letter.

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RICHARD'S POV:

We stepped through the open door with Daniela; the interior was tastefully arranged, with plenty of glasses and delicate equipment. A photograph of Mr. Emmanuel Adam hangs on one wall of the sitting room; there was no guard in sight, but I could hear footsteps going down the stairs, which I assumed were the guards. There were also some spinning cameras in the chamber, similar to the ones outside. I drew Daniela to a pillar in the house and said, "Come here." They were around four guards, each with a pistol, and when they noticed the open door, they came to a halt. I peered around the corner and noticed one of them approaching our pillar, he was fat and muscular.

I took a deep breath and grabbed Daniela fast to the pillar; I could hear the guard footfall only a few inches away. He got closer to us, and I swiftly crossed my leg in front of him. I didn't let him relax as I gave him a flying kick that pushed him away. As the other guards began firing in my direction, I made a reverse roll to the pillar to avoid being hit by the bullets. The person I had kicked before tried to rise up slowly, but Daniela shot a round at him, and the firing began again, this time in the direction of the pillar.

"One, two, and go," I whispered to Daniela, and we emerged from our hiding places almost quickly, opening fire on the other guards who were caught off guard. "What's next?". Daniela inquired, her face beaming. "Let's go up," I replied, motioning us to the stairwell. As I brought Daniela closer to a pillar, a bald-headed man appeared out of nowhere and passed us. I took out one of my knives and crawled towards him, stabbing him in the back and killing him. I heard a gunshot behind me and turned around to see Morgana murdering yet another guard.

"This is a lot of fun," she said. Upstairs, there were only two rooms, each with an overhead camera that rotated like the others. She remarked to me, "Let's go to the left room," and I agreed. We were about to force the door open when it unexpectedly opened and two guards emerged, one for me and the other for Daniela. He swung a punch at me, which I deflected with my left hand. I then kicked him in the manhood, causing him to groan in pain and bend down, gripping the injured area. "Finishing!" I said as I sprang and fell on his back neck, a splint, with my legs spread wide apart.

Daniela was still fighting with hers when he kicked her in the chest, knocking her backward and surprising him. She made a forward roll and leaped on him, but she didn't just jump on him, she stabbed him in the neck with a knife. "You're bloody," I told her as she slipped the knife from his neck and into her black hill. She smiled and added, "It's called being frugal." We walked into the room, which was filled with various electrical devices. A glass window is at the far end of the room; I approached it and could only see the free fields beside the home, which were delineated by a fence; Daniela also approached the window.

I murmured to her, "Stay here and watch," while I slid my revolver into my waistband and knelt by one of the laptops. It seemed like it was being worked on before we got in, and it wasn't password-protected like the others. They were reading emails from the laptop, which was in the mail department. The first email I received was from an address, and when I opened it, all I saw was a photo of a young lady. A message reads, "Kidnap or kill?" beneath the image. I closed the message since I didn't understand it; the following message was from another site address, and it stated, "We will be mailing them in two days, we depart at 9:00 pm."

"What are you shipping?" I closed the message and moved on to the middle messages, where one email address caught my eye, Heartrow agent mail. I quickly opened the message, seeing a picture of a young man, a young man whose face seemed familiar, and I tried placing my hands where I had seen him, yes, he was the dead young man I saw in the king's palace the day I visited the palace after my arrival from the city, the guy who had the sword's mark. The door badge opened and around five guards entered; they began shooting furiously at us, and Daniela attempted to shoot back.

I dashed towards her, snatched her up, and smashed through the glass window as we leaped over to the open land behind the mansion; however, I was unlucky, as a bullet grazed my left hand.