"Job done." A man wearing wearing a ski mask reported with a phone pressed on his ear.
"Good," the person on the other end said, "and I hope you didn’t bring anything he can use to track you?"
"No, sir," the man replied immediately, keeping his voice steady.
He stood beside a dark van parked within an abandoned industrial yard, its engine was still running. Around him, two other masked men were loading a large, sealed crate into the back.
The line went silent for a moment before the voice spoke again.
"Then dispose of the vehicle and proceed to Phase Two. Make sure she’s not harmed — not yet."
"Understood."
The phone let out a beep as the call was ended.
The man lowered his phone and turned to the others. "You heard him. Clean up, We leave in five."
The men nodded, working quickly. One began wiping the steering wheel and dashboard of the cars they’d hijacked; another poured a canister of accelerant across the seats.
Within seconds, the smell of gasoline filled the air.
The masked leader turned toward the crate reinforced steel, heavy-duty locks on each side.
Inside, Lillian lay unconscious, her wrists bound with magnetic restraints. A small puncture mark sat on her neck where the tranquilizer had been injected.
"Boss," one of the men said, glancing toward her. "You sure it’s wise keeping her alive? The guy paying us—"
The leader cut him off, "the guy paying us doesn’t want her dead, just yet, he wants leverage against them."
He knelt briefly beside the crate, checking her pulse and making sure she was still alive.
The second-in-command exhaled. "Still don’t get why she’s so important. She’s just a COO, right?"
The leader gave him a long, cold look through the ski mask. "If you’re smart, you won’t ask questions, we’re only here for the money, once we’re paid, we’re done."
That shit whatever other questions they had.
In this line of work, it was general knowledge not to ask too much questions, else you’d disappear before you even realized it.
The Leader stood back up and closed the crate before ordering, "load her up, and burn those cars down, make sure to leave no trace."
"Got it," the two lit up lighters and tossed them to each car before hurrying to the new van where Lillian had already been placed in the booth and their leader was waiting.
"Let’s go," he ordered and the third man immediately started the engine and drove off.
Boom!
The moment they exited the abandoned building, it caught up in flames as the two cars exploded.
The shockwave caused the van to shake but it still stayed on course and after a couple of turns, they disappeared into the night, with no one realizing what had just happened.... Not until they were completely gone anyway.
****
Early the next day.
[Breaking News: OmniTech Corp’s COO, Lillian Hayes was attacked and kidnapped last night.]
That was the headlines Ethan came across the moment he exited the system Library.
He had been in there for almost a month...which translated to an entire day in the real world.
Hence the reason he hadn’t gotten the ’help’ Lillian texted just before she was kidnapped, nor when Athena related said message.
While in that world, he was mentally absent from this one so nothing done to him in this world would be felt in the library.
Hence, his shock at the news....no, it wasn’t exactly shock, it was an emotion he hadn’t felt in quite a while,
Anger.
But instead of raging, he got eerily calmly, his minds were clearer than ever and he didn’t feel the least bit of exhaustion from staying in the library that long.
Calmly, Ethan walked to the couch, picked up the remote and turned up the volume as the sound of the reporter got louder.
"...Authorities are still investigating the scene of the crash which occurred at the highway close to Caldwell estate, where she had just come from late last night," the reporter’s voice was heard from the television.
"According to early reports, the vehicle was completely riddled with bullets, and the driver confirmed dead."
"However, there has been no trace of Ms. Hayes. Police suspect she may have been abducted by whoever had planned the attack. OmniTech Corp has yet to release an official statement—"
Click.
The sound of the TV turning off filled the silence that followed.
Ethan stood there for a long moment, remote still in his hand, eyes fixed on the blank screen.
His expression didn’t change in the least bit as he just calmly stood there.
Sigh!


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