Unfortunately Attracted

Chapter8

Ralph and his friends, all dressed in black, stood outside the plane, fully loaded with arms and covered with masks except for Ralph. With a nod from Ralph, they got off the plane and mounted their bikes, zooming off towards their destination.

As they got closer to the estate, the sound of their bikes echoed loudly, alerting the bodyguards surrounding the building. The guards stood in full defense, ready to take on the intruders.

Ralph and Jeremie pulled out their pistols and began aiming at the guards as Scott joined in. Before they got to the entrance, all the guards were down, dead or injured. Ralph and Jeremie halted their bikes, and Scott was asked to stay outside in case of intruders.

Ralph and Jeremie went in to face the real boss, knowing that meeting him wouldn't be easy. They had to take care of his little dogs first. As they made their way into the cave-like house, they encountered more bodyguards, which Jeremie had to handle while Ralph went in to meet the main man.

Ralph encountered more guards, which he took care of with ease. Finally, he reached the door to the main man's office. He took a deep breath, turned the door knob, and a bullet welcomed him.

Luckily, Ralph was smart enough to dodge it. He stood up, and bullets were still shooting out until they ran out. "Why in a rush... am here to do business, or do you want to kill your business partner beforehand?" Ralph said, sitting on the table and shooting the female guard who had been shooting at him.

"What do you want?" a masculine deep voice came in from the dark room. "Since you've asked me, I'll be honest and say it at once... I want your head, Don Oliver," Ralph said, moving around the room.

A loud, devilish laughter echoed through the room. "What a beautiful and well-guarded place you have as a hideout," Ralph said, his eyes scanning the room.

"I see Devon couldn't face me himself, so he had to send his little minions. But I'll leave him a message through your corpse," Don Oliver said.

"Aren't you too lousy for someone who's going to die soon?" Ralph said with a smirk, provoking a laughter from Don Oliver.

"You wish. I'll give you ten seconds to get out of here and forget we ever met. It's a chance for you to live," Don Oliver said, turning and pointing his g*n at Ralph.

"As much as I'd love to leave, it'd be sad to go without carrying your head along with me," Ralph said, cunningly making his way to Don Oliver's face. He twisted Don Oliver's hand, making the g*n fall to the ground.

Ralph loved using a golf bat when going on missions. He hit Don Oliver with the bat several times, making him scream. "You betrayer, Don Devon will be glad to keep your head as a trophy," Ralph said, picking up the g*n.

"Why don't you use your fist instead?" Don Oliver said with a smirk.

"Go do that with the devil," Ralph shot back.

"You can come in now," he said through a microchip, and Scott and Jeremie came in.

"You got shot," Scott said, pointing at Ralph's arm. "Ouch, you shouldn't have said it." Unfortunately, one of the bullets had hit Ralph, but he was too focused to feel it.

"Let's leave," Jeremie said after taking pictures.

*

Meanwhile, at Riccardi's mansion, the doorbell rang, and Kane rushed to answer it. "Hey," Zoe greeted, smiling.

"Hey, it's... it's Zoe, right?" Kane stammered.

"Yeah," she replied.

"Come in, Kate is upstairs, the third door on the first floor," Kane said as she nodded.

As Zoe walked in, she heard Kate shouting, "Thank God it's Saturday!!" without knowing Zoe was at her door watching.

"Mmmm..." Zoe cleared her throat, making Kate flinch. "Zoe, how long have you been there? You scared me... jeez," Kate said, her hands on her chest as if feeling her heartbeat.

"An hour, 39 minutes and counting," Zoe joked, moving close and sitting on the bed.

"Whatever, I've got plans for us, and thank God you're here," Kate said, rushing into the bathroom.

"You've got a nice place," Zoe said, taking a look at Kate's room.

"Thanks, hun," Kate said.

As they went downstairs, Kate rushed to the kitchen and came back with coffee. "Thought you wanted to make breakfast," Kane said.

"You can fix it," she said, handing a cup of coffee to Zoe, who took a sip.

"I'll be going out with Zoe. Take care of... the house," Kate said, making Zoe laugh.

"Silly," Kane said as they went off.