Double Identity Billionaire/C5 RACE AGAINST TIME
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C5 RACE AGAINST TIME

•JORDAN'S POV•

Immediately I went to my secret base underneath a run down factory, on the west side of the city. A day after my parents died, I acquired a dilapidated part of the west city. I bought the town when I was seventeen, now I'm nineteen. The people who killed my parents wouldn't have expected that after they killed my parents, I didn't mourn but buy a town. They might not even be aware that I'm still alive because I went missing when I was five. I was kidnapped by a mysterious assassin organization.

I wore my black long sleeve, black suit, black tie, and a pair of black shoes. Putting on a black pair of leather gloves, I dazedly looked at the mask.

‘This is going to be the first time I will be wearing this mask during the day.’ I thought, while gazing at the mask hung on a faceless mannequin.

My face regained its impassiveness. Clad in my black suit and mask, I pick up two customized black pistols, and five customized black knives of 5 inches (12.7 centimeters) long, and two fingers wide. The knives were plain with both the edges sharpened, without any design. The simplicity of the knife is what I love.

I started customizing all my weapons since when I was fifteen, when I just escaped from the mysterious organization that kidnapped me. Customizing my weapons, makes tracking or investigating me using the weapon I forgot or left on the scene impossible.

I picked up a black remote, and pressed a button on it. The wall behind me slid upwards. My black Bugatti la voiture noire was sitting there, waiting for me.

When I'm cladded in my black suit and black mask, then I'm synonymous with the devil. So, everything is made of black color.

When I bought the dilapidated town, I created a tunnel underground, and the cameras in the town are under my control. I set up the town to be like my domain. Nobody gets in there without my knowledge.

I entered my black Bugatti la voiture noire, and ignited the car engine. The car roared like an awakening beast. I stepped on the gas pedal rhythmically, making the car roar like a devil beast.

‘It has been a long time since I went on a field job. Let's make Tyson the opening present to my returning to the field.’ I thought, with a smirk, before changing the gear and stepped on the gas pedal. The car shot, like an arrow that left a bow, into a dark tunnel.

When the town for my base was acquired, I made a secret underground tunnel, underneath it. I sped off, using the underground tunnel to leave so that my base couldn't be traced.

•TYSON RUSSELL'S POV•

I was just thinking of how to find my daughter when my phone rang. I checked the caller, and it was Tácito Gustavo. Without hesitation, I answered the call.

“I give you twenty-four hours to find your daughter, or the deal for the ‘joyful time’ is off. Remember, I want her in my bed within twenty-four hours.” Tácito said coldly, hanging the phone without giving me the chance to talk.

I angrily threw the phone on the bed.

“What does he take me for? Someone he can just order around?” I snarled angrily while looking at myself in the mirror.

Tácito is the drug lord from China, who is responsible for the billion dollar deal with Fernando. But Tácito came up with a request with the excuse that our billion dollar deal might be a ruse to capture his gang. Furthermore, he's emptying all his drugs. So Tácito wants my daughter to marry him. But last night, my daughter vanished.

My phone vibrated on the table. “What does he want again?” I shouted at the top of my voice, with veins popping out of my neck.

However, I still walked up to the phone on the table. Instead of Tácito's call, I saw a text message that made my pupils dilate and my eyes widened.

‘Your daughter is in an orange container, in the abandoned factory, Cross district. She will soon escape if you don't appear.’

Immediately, I dialed the number that sent the message, but I heard from my service provider, saying, “The number you dialed does not exist.”

“What the f••k! The number just sent me a message now.” I was stunned, but immediately jolted to my senses.

“Call tiger, and get him to ready a hundred boys. We might enter a war. Get the guns Boss Fernando sent.” I ordered sharply.

A Hundred gang members followed me, and we entered fifteen off-road trucks, before leaving. I entered the truck in the middle to avoid assassination. All the cars drove out of the street, following each other in a head-to-tail pattern, closely.

•AMELIA'S POV•

I was hiding in an abandoned factory in the Cross district.

——PAST: LAST NIGHT——

When I checked the card the devil gave me, I saw five hundred million dollars. It shocked me how he gave me the money without hesitation.

I went home happily that night, but when I got home, my dad told me to come and greet his friend. I thought it was a normal greeting, but when my father gave me skimpy clothes to wear, I remembered the devil's word.

I peeped out of my room, and I saw the rows of guard in front of my room. Even a fool will know that something is not right. My mind raced on how to escape my predicament, when I noticed that my room's metal window protector seems weak. I never cared why or how, but jumped out of the window and ran for safety. Unfortunately, I was discovered. I managed to make my way to Cross district. Cross district is a town full of intermodal containers, close to the sea. I stayed there until the next day. Because of the many containers, I haven't been found yet, but the number of men kept increasing. In no time, my location will be out in the open. When I was thinking of what to do, I remembered the devil's word.

‘…If you go back to your father, In 48 hours, you will be in a situation where you will need my help desperately…’

I didn't think much about his terms as I texted him.

‘Only the devil can save me now.’ I thought.

——END OF PAST——

That's how I found myself in my current situation. I was presently hiding in an orange container when I heard multiple screeching sound. I peeped out of a hole, and my face paled immediately.

Color drained out of my face, and my lower lips quivered.

‘Impossible. He can't betray me.’ I thought. The only person who knows my exact location, is the devil I texted, and fifty minutes later, my father arrived. It's too much of a coincidence. There is only one explanation. He betrayed me. I would have known.

‘Who will choose a useless girl over my powerful father?’ I laughed, self-deprecatingly.

Just then, I felt my phone vibrating. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest.

When I checked the caller, I noticed that it was the phone number the devil gave me. I answered instantly with a shaky hand.

A husky voice sounded from the other end of the phone, “Do you want to survive?”

“Ye… yes.” I replied shakily.

“I will be there in fifteen minutes, but you might die before I arrive. You see the door behind you?” The husky voice asked.

That's when I noticed that the intermodal container has two doors. I didn't notice it before because of anxiety.

“Yes.” I replied.

“Run!” The husky voice said calmly and casually.

“What do you mean run?” I asked shakily.

“Run or you will die.” The husky voice said.

When I peeped through the opening in front of me, and I saw my father and his men making their way towards me. At the drop of a hat, I ran through the back door.

Just as I came out, I heard a man with a thick voice shouting, “Boss, we found young miss.”

“Chase!” I heard my father orders.

I ran without looking back.

‘Devil, if I die, my spirit will haunt you.’ I thought, as I cursed the devil inwardly.

Just then, a gun shot sounded, and my father screamed, “Don't shoot!”

But it was already too late, as I felt a strong pain in my lower left back. My vision started darkening as I fell on my back, looking at the blue sky. In no time, the little light in my eyes vanished, and what greeted me was eternal darkness.

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