《BlackMail》


 The dark alley!

    10:56pm/21.09.2019/London, United Kingdom.


    "Did you bring the money?" Whispered a voice in the Shadows as soon as Anna entered this dark alleyway (Where she was told to come and bring the money. Specifically, 5,000¡ê) and looked for him. The Dark was covering his torso, only his legs were to be seen(only if specific effort was put into it).


    Holding the burden in her heart, trying her best to sink down her emotions, she faced the Blackmailer. This trauma has been going on for a rather long time now. Her heart shattered due to this Blackmail coming from someone too important to her.


    She doesn''t feel like she can pick up the pieces and shape it whole again. She answered with a low tone suppressing emotion. "Yes yes. How many times do I need to bring you money until you disappear from my life?" After that sentence, a tear forced out from her eye even though she didn''t want it too. This sure has been a rather emotionally tiring situation. And to say such a sentence to someone of which she planned to grow old with? What a shame.


    The reply from the Blackmailer standing seemingly 6 foot tall in the shadows was a little bit long, but no doubt swift as he wanted to get this over with asap before anyone catches them and possibly causes trouble. "Just shut the hell up and give the money. Or else I''ll tap this button right here."


    He lifted his smartphone and showed a rather, inappropriate picture of her and said under a thicker but yet weaseling tone. "And the entire internet will see these amazing pictures. I''d like to be there and see how your friends, family and co workers react to this sort of shame."


    Another tear fell from her eye, then the other and then the next. Let''s just say that a freak accident left her with one functioning eye as a result. The other, removed (specifically her left). "But I''m getting into dept everywhere, friends, family, coworkers, bank. I can''t keep borrowing money. I can''t keep lying to people. Ple...."


    Out of a sudden, her sentence was roughly interrupted a split second before it reached an end. Of course it was interrupted from the Blackmailer. Trying his best not to yell, he whispered under a harshly projected tone. "Look, I don''t give a damn about your life. I just want the money. Do you have it or not?"


    "To think, we could of had a long happy life together." Her nose started getting red because of the overall sad and traumatic situation. A situation in which she was forced to face for the fourth time now. She felt like she is getting worn out.This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it


    Mentally, emotionally and financially (which caused half of the burden). "Why did you scoop so low."


    ...


    "God Damnit, the match is about to start." He whispered to himself as he tried his best to speed walk through the crowd of people.


    All of which were rushing to see the legendary match. Between the "Masked Crusher" and "Brian Gale". Both of which are heavyweight Boxers. Both with a history of continuous victories.


    Failure, was never an option for both of them and they never stumbled upon it ever since they started their boxing career. Who wins tonight, defines the best fighter in London.


    "I can''t be late again, or I''ll get disqualified for sure this time. Brian Gale''s Manager is looking for any small excuses to make me tap out before the fight even starts. That bastard is scared of my, abilities." Of course he didn''t say those sentences out loud, he didn''t whisper them either. He just thought about them. With his identity as a secret. He can''t be running around yapping about his secret boxing career.


    "If I start running I can be there just in time." He whispered to himself, convincing himself towards a more positive thought, but yet again is it wise to run through a crowd? The moment he was about to run, his head subconsciously turned to the left.


    He simply felt safer when he knew his surroundings more. So he often looked to the left and to the right, although less common, he turned around to glance the view behind him as well.


    What caught his eye right away, was a rather interesting female characteristic. Her rose red hair which reached to the middle of her waist got his attention as it shone in the stunning moonlight.


    "What could this lady be possibly doing so late at night in this empty ally? She looks so vulnerable. Isn''t she aware of the rape rates when such big matches are in process?" He thought to himself, feeling no doubt puzzled. So he hoped to reveal more of this situation even though he was tremendously late. And what better way to know more, than to use his, abilities.


    Taking slow footsteps at the dark half of the 6 foot wide alleyway, the buzz and commotion near the alleyway due to the fight helped silence his carefully taken steps furthermore. When he disappeared from the sight of the crowd nearby. His eyes, well.


    They switched to his semi natural form. Red was to bee seen throughout his eyes, with a dark shade of blue in the middle. But what use was it to him? Well, now he can at least see a lot better!


    ...


    Ignoring the fact that she is moments away from a mental breakdown, he stuck to his true love. Money! "Shut it. If you don''t give me the money right now, I will post this picture right now at this moment. I will Send it to all of your friends, family and coworkers."


    Flashing her explicit picture again to intimidate her, he added under a thicker and louder voice. "And on certain sites as well where they would appreciate such a one eyed beauty."


    "How about you give that phone to me and f*ck out of here?" He heard a thick male voice uttering such a threatening sentence. But where did it come from?

 Bang!

    "Who is there?" Answered the BlackMailer feeling quite intimidated and a bit spooked out.


    This was the last thing he needed. Although defending himself was a minor thought, the chances of not being able to get this money increased tenfold, which was bothering him more than his own current safety.


    Because he needs this money desperately. Let''s say that there are rents to pay, debt to the wrong people and 20,000¡ê left in the Local Casino.


    The man who gave out that strong threat to the Blackmailer, was still nowhere to be seen. At first, the Blackmailer felt like he was hearing voices the moment he turned to his left and saw no one there.


    But when he noticed that Anna was spooked by that tone a little bit as well, he knew for sure that he wasn''t hearing voices.


    Even though the man not visible, his claim still stood visible and straight. As if in mid air, that same voice ordered. "Who I am is not to be your concern. Your concern should be your wellbeing, put the phone on the ground and i will spare you."


    "Are these the medieval times? Speak like a F*cking normal person!" Taking a few steps back as he got more and more terrified of this man who doesn''t seem to be visible to both of them.


    He proceeded to express his stress furthermore, mumbling his words the Black Mailer said. "Look, I just... my money... I want my money. After i''ll get it. Never you... you''ll never see me again. I promise I won''t bother her again."


    Losing his patience bit by bit, taking a few steps forward while still invisible to the two, he proceeded to say. "I suppose you didn''t understand what I meant. I didn''t request you to drop the phone, I''m telling you to drop it if you want to continue your existence!"


    Hearing the voice now being closer, but no man or person in general in sight except Anna, the Blackmailer was close to pissing his pants. At first, he thought that Anna was playing some sort of recording to trick him.


    But no, the voice sounded so life full. It didn''t sound digital, plus Anna wasn''t holding any device. If a noise playing device would be in her pocket, it would be even less convincing.


    Knowing that leaving this scene empty handed, he would be risking his own neck. the Blackmailer decided to stand his ground and his demands firm.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work.


    Raising his fists high, he arose from the Shadows and threatened the man cutting in his profit. "How about you show your face and deal with me like a real man!"


    Finally able to see who the Blackmailer is, Anna felt bewildered. Making the theory clear that the pictures this man used online, weren''t his. Common for gold diggers.


    "Who are you. Why are you causing me all this trouble?" Odd enough, Anna had no idea who this man is.


    He literally never saw him before, it was just an online relationship. The relationship went to the next level where explicit pictures felt comfortable to be sent. Clearly, it didn''t turn out well in the end.


    "Shut it you Blind B*tch. I''m here for the money. Of course you don''t know me, you never will." Afterwards pulling out a 9mm Pistol which was tucked in his belt, he whispered no doubt on his last nerve. "Money or i''ll shoot you!"


    Noticing that the man who is trying to defend her, can be shot in this situation who is getting way out of hand, she proceeded to say. "Okay okay. I can''t risk for the innocent to get shot because of me."


    Pulling out the money from the Inner pocket of her knee long brown jacket, she continued. "Take the money and get out of my life. I can''t let someone''s Coffin rest on my conscious." Afterwards she threw the envelope of money underneath the Blackmailer''s feet.


    Bending down to pick up the money, he kept his Pistol along with his glare forwards, to secure his safety and get the money too. But did it help him?


    The moment he got a grip on the envelope of money, he felt something solid making a strong contact on his face. At first, he felt like he got hit by a hard Iron Pipe. But no, it was a right hook from a heavyweight boxer. Whose identity was still strictly unknown to these two.


    The punch forced the Blackmailer to do half a backflip, landing so badly on his neck and shoulders that the Boxer was even able to hear a crack the moment the Blackmailer met with the ground.


    Agile enough, the Boxer caught the 9mm Pistol while it was flying in mid air. The Blackmailer dropped it due to the impact of the punch. He got staggered, losing control on the grip of his hands.


    "You won''t be needing this little toy anymore." Firmly spoke out the best described, invisible boxer. Only to not get a reply from the Blackmailer, he was knocked out cold!


    With the gun on the Boxer''s hand, he decided to destroy the gun in a rather semi natural way.


    The gun started heating up on his hand, to the point where the pipe of the Pistol was boiling red.


    The gun actually started melting after just a few seconds, deforming beyond repair. The gun''s magazine melted enough to drop on the ground while the pipe of the pistol was still on his hand.


    "Wha.. what are you?" Asked Anna, this isn''t exactly something you see every day or night.


    Bang!


    Although the invisible boxer''s melting power is strongly effective, using it on a loaded gun wouldn''t be the best idea.


    Although the magazine of the gun of which contained most of the bullets fell on the ground without causing damage, there was still a bullet on the Pistol''s pipe.


    And that''s what blew up. The intense heat of whatever the invisible boxer''s hands released, gave too much pressure to the bullet. To the point where it was forced to blow up, forcing out a bullet in a wind breaking speed.


    To her further bad luck, she got accidentally shot. Just when she thought that this problem would finally fall behind her!

 Fainted

    "Crap Crap Crap!" Swiftly whispered the "Invisible Boxer" when he noticed that he accidentally shot the woman he tried to protect to begin with.


    Not the best way to impress a Woman if you ever dared to wonder. "So much for looking badass." He thought to himself as he dashed towards the red headed woman, with aims to not stay here for a long time.


    When he noticed that she was on the ground, his heart sunk down to his sock. He strongly feared that he accidentally Killed her. He didn''t even notice her dropping to the ground, because while he was melting the 9mm Pistol, he was giving attention to the knocked out Blackmailer instead of Anna.


    But to his and her luck, the bullet didn''t hit her anywhere life threatening. The damage wasn''t fatal, the bullet simply hit her right arm.


    But even though the shot didn''t kill her on the spot, if the pain was strong enough to knock her out, he had to give this wound medical attention. But how would he explain this situation in a Hospital without being locked in a mental asylum or in a government lab?


    Although the bullet''s force wouldn''t be strong enough to shorten her survival percentage, because it exploded due to overwhelming oppressing heat. The noise it made, was still comparable to a properly shot bullet. Even almost equal to it.


    He knew that people would approach from all sides, and with most having phones in their pockets, it won''t take long for the police to arrive. This situation pointed out that he won''t have time to tie up the wound.


    Which is essential if the victim shows chances of survival after the shot. Preventing the blood from bursting out wild, can make the difference between life and death.


    Being left only one option, he picked her up and lifted her, carrying her in his arms. To his luck, she wasn''t heavy either, which was an advantage in this situation i suppose? But it also meant that she had less blood to lose.


    As soon as he picked her up, and took off deeper towards that empty alleyway, which would be the best choice instead of dashing through a crowd [even if he was invisible], he heard a few people already rushing into the scene.


    Thinking that the Blackmailer was shot since he was literally knocked out, they surrounded him in aims to help. Looking at the Blackmailer as an innocent victim.You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.


    "Oh my god. He must of been shot."


    "Call an Ambulance!"


    "What''s the number?"


    "999!"


    No, its 112!"


    "It doesn''t matter. Both work!"


    Until someone finally noticed Anna being carried away in mid air. At such a scene, the eye witness didn''t know which situation is worse. A "wounded" man lying on the alleyway or a person floating in mid air?


    "Holy fuck. Do you see that?" The eyewitness shook his friend''s shoulder and pointed towards the floating Anna.


    "What the hell!"


    Noticing that the men behind him have seen Anna floating, he whispered to himself. "Well damn, i forgot to make her invisible too." Afterwards, in a blink as if disappearing in the darkness.


    Anna too disappeared in mid air even though they were passing near a Lightbulb. Those men behind them, noticed that fact well. They saw the light, hard to miss really.


    "She disappeared." Yelled the eyewitness as the fear of the unknown scares him a couple of feet away, with his friend following too.


    Another man however was simply focused into bringing an ambulance here, and a woman near him encouraged him further to do so by yelling on his ear to call an ambulance while she was trying to call one as well herself.


    Remembering something he saw on tv rather often, one of the eyewitnesses simply turned his attention back to the knocked out man and loudly expressed. "Wounds! Check him for wounds. We need to stop the blood from dripping out!"


    Seeing this approach reasonable, the other eye witness replied. "Yes. Wounds, good idea. Help me set him straight on his back." Upon finishing his words, he noticed the melted gun on the ground, which made this whole situation a whole lot more confusing. "How would anyone be able to melt a gun here?" He thought to himself as he was trying his best to help the "Victim".


    ...


    "Wh..where am I?" Asked Anna as she opened her eyes, at a rather different place. Giving a glance at the ceiling, she noticed it in a split second that she wasn''t in her own apartment.


    "Don''t worry, you''re safe." She heard a thick gentle voice from the left side of the room. Who was apparently patiently awaiting for her to wake up.


    Near him, was a little table with a good meal on it and a glass of water. Upon her first glance, the first thing she was able to notice about him was his oily black hair and his Buff shape.


    Feeling the sensation of burning pain on her arm, made her instantly realize how she got here. She remembers the Blackmailer, him getting knocked out and herself getting shot.


    And instead of freaking out and blaming the boxer for everything, which would be rather common and almost understandable move. She instead started thanking him. "Thank you for trying to help, but you shouldn''t have gotten involved. What if he shot you?"


    "Oh, I think that the biggest danger was me at that scene, even towards you." He expressed while rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. "I didn''t mean to hurt you."


    "Don''t worry about it, it was an accident." Even though she wanted to be mad, even if it was a little bit because of the fact that the pain in her arm isn''t exactly as light as her wound. His face showed too much concern for her to be mad.


    "Thankfully the accident wasn''t too large, it was just a scratch." Expressed the Boxer, still trying to figure out how she fainted at such a little wound.


    "What about the phone?"

 Debt

    "I forgot to grab the phone!" Answered the mysterious man who accidentally shot Anna. "It was just a mess and I heard people running towards the scene, I''m sorry."


    "It''s alright!" Answered Anna without much energy on her tone but it was clear to notice that she isn''t pleased when one would take a look at her facial expressions. "Do you think he would contact me again?"


    Even at such a situation she is asking about the Blackmailer, it is certain that he has drained a lot of her energy so far. It isn''t easy to handle all those tears and stress, coming from an ex lover. Sending such explicit images may not be the best idea but she didn''t think it will come to this case.


    Thinking about how the Blackmailer''s bone cracked, the Invisible boxer stated. "I''m not sure what his next move will be, but I think you should feel free for at least a few weeks. I roughed him up really bad."


    The mysterious man tried to sound and look brave, he offered more help. "If he does, we will stage another meeting. He won''t be able to escape my hands that time."


    He tried to make her feel happy, but she just kept a dissatisfied look on her face. Giving a glance at her eye, he thought to himself. "What have you gone through to miss an eye." And wondered if its related to the blackmailer.


    With money constantly going through her mind, she broke the silence with a little question. "Did you at least grab the envelope? It had 4,000¡ê inside." Although the amount big indeed, her tone made it sound like she is talking about 10¡ê.


    Feeling a bit embarrassed and rubbing the back of his head the tall buff man standing besides her, expressed as if he was holding his voice in. "I forgot to grab that too, but I think money won''t be a problem for you."


    Giving a stressful sigh, thinking about all the money she could have paid back if she got her hands on that envelope again. But she still hung on to that one small pieces of words. "How wouldn''t it be a problem? That jackass has made my life miserable!"


    Apparently her tone arose now, it felt a lot less lifeless. But one thing was made certain, most of her emotions contain rage.


    "I have a lot of money to spare, especially for such a case where you have been taken victim by a Blackmailer." His thick tone is hard to not pay attention enough, but he has this thick dialect and his words roll out so smoothly.Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    You would think that he could tell her that a loved one died and he would still convince her to feel happy about it with his tone. "I will help you get rid of all the debt you have."


    Bewildered of such help coming from a stranger when just a day ago such a tragedy came from a loved one, she just became direct about it. "What''s your name?" A sudden question indeed but what was its root?


    "I''m Jack." He answered shortly with no aims of giving a last name, and eager to hear more of what Anna has to say.


    "Look Jack, you helped me a lot last night but I think this situation will turn out worst." She tried to say that he made the situation worse, if he didn''t interrupt perhaps the blackmailer would get entirely out of her life.


    But her wordplay towards Jack showed concern, "I don''t want you to be around and get hurt. I wasted a lot of tears throughout this problem and I don''t want to cry more thinking about your death, I don''t want him to kill you."


    "He is just a low life blackmailer, I promise you we will get rid of him but for now we need to take care of the main issue." His courage indeed grabbed her attention but annoyed her a little bit because she couldn''t convince him. "How deep are you in debt?"


    Seeing that there is no way to convince this man otherwise, she just tried to cooperate temporarily so the amount can scare him off. She doesn''t want him mixed up in her problem that she brought on herself. "On the bank or..."


    "Regardless of where or who you own it too, tell me how much you are in debt!" Jack insisted as he stood tall besides the bed she was taking rest on, with a face that shows good enthusiasm to solve this problem. "Think about it to every last detail."


    She noticed that her plan is on the way of failing, he still didn''t flinch even though she owns money not just to the bank but also to other people. So she just gave a little thought and answered, "Um, there is mom and dad. I own them 700¡ê!"


    "I can afford to pay that!" His tone arose a little bit showing noticable enthusiasm, even at a high pitch for once actually. "Who else?"


    "Um, I think I own around 3,000¡ê to all my friends combined!" She answered once more, feeling more than sure that this part of the debt will finally scare him off and let her handle this problem on her own.


    But no no, his tone still remained full of enthusiasm as he answered. "I can pay that too, and I''m assuming the last debt is to the bank?"


    His wordplay this time, made her feel like he is close to giving up. I mean he already agreed to pay a debt of 3,700¡ê. "What maniac would give all that money to a stranger?"


    She thought as she kept a bewildered look on her face. "No, I also owe 2,600€ to my Coworkers!"


    His tone sunk a bit this time, but surprisingly he still agreed. "I will pay that too, you don''t have to worry about it."


    Now she began to be suspicious, why would he give all that money. This time she didn''t beat around the bush, straight ahead she asked. "What do you want from me? Why are you paying all my debts?"


    With her face turning from pale and reactionless to her nose red with a bit of anger, she continued to ask. "What will you get out of this?"

 Im not scared of a Condiment.

    "Me?" Um well, Jack didn''t know how to answer that question. He feels that Anna will find it hard to believe, both have a point at this aspect come to think of it. "I just want to help you out of this situation, I just really hate Blackmailers."


    "Do you realise that I have over 20,000¡ê of debt, excuse my language but only a dumbass would give that amount of money to a Stranger." Anna''s tone became thicker, and inevitably it sounds like there is more life in her tone.


    "I have over 6,000,000¡ê on my bank account, I don''t think 20,000¡ê would neccesarily make a big irreversible hole in my wealth." Although half intended, he revealed more about himself and what he is capable off apart from smacking the daylights out of a Blackmailer.


    "You don''t sell Drugs do you?" Anna asked, half as a joke and half out of dying curiosity.


    "No, I''m a Champion Heavy Weight Boxer." Giving it a little thought after, he decided to add. "Or at least, was."


    "Was?" She asked, wanting to know if this last sentence has anything at all to do with her.


    "Last night I was supposed to defend my title, my belt. But since I couldn''t make it there, to the officials it seemed like I Chickened out." He explained, although he doesn''t sound quite sad about it.


    "You didn''t Chicken out, you faced an armed man!" She recalled, but this of course opened more questions in her mind about what happened last night. But this exact second isn''t the best time to ask.


    "That''s not how they see it, as far as I''m concerned even the people in the streets thought that I attacked your boyfriend and kidnapped you after it." He explained bit by bit, not trying to startle her but he just tried to explain. "But I think it is all for the best."


    "What people see it as doesn''t matter, at least until you did not show your face to them." She tried to comfort him, although she barely know him. Feels like the least she could do in exchange for all this help aye? But she got this urge to ask, "How is this for the best? It could not have gone worst!"


    "This Boxing life, it can and will be overwhelming. It is like a weight on my shoulders that I could not have brushed off for years." He explained in his average thick tone, but this time it felt a bit more lifeless. It is clear to notice that this boxing life has drained him.


    "Sounds like you have enough cash to retire, it doesn''t really seem like you have another option." She tried to comfort him, but somehow everything she said came out the way she did not mean it, rougher.Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.


    "Oh there is another way around, I just don''t think I want to take it." Now his tone arising in enthusiasm just a little bit, he added. "I''ll call my manager and ask him to fill in my Resignation."


    ...


    "How did the bank even give you 15,000¡ê?" Jack asked, not angry but curious. It is actually a base for another question. "Where do you work?" He glanced at her, finding cute how she is wearing brown clothing again.


    "I work in an office, I actually have a good position. I''m above employees in a costumer Service Hotline." She explained to the last detail, I mean why would she hide such information to a guy who just casually handed 15,000¡ê to her?


    "Still sounds a tad big, I''m guessing your salary ranges anywhere from 1,800 to 2,100¡ê." He asked once more, surprisingly curious about such an unusual topic. I mean most people just ask what you work and practically try to guess the salary themselves, some take the liberty to ask.


    "That''s a good guess actually, I earn 2,000¡ê a month. Or at least I used too after I got the promotion, most of my salary went by paying debt thanks to that jackass!" Indeed she has gathered a lot of hate for the Blackmailer who did her wrong, and who can blame her?


    They were passing through a burger stand, and the smell went through Anna''s nose and she was quick to crave it. The little breakfast that Jack provided was nice, but she craves to enjoy the finer things again. Due to the debt all around her, she has been eating worse than a homeless person.


    Jack noticed her reaction, her whole chest expanded when she took in the Burger''s smell. Although this isn''t actually her favourite food, it sure meets the top 10.


    "Can I treat you with a Burger?" And afterwards with a joking manner so Anna can feel better about spending his money again, although a very small portion, he added. "On your next salary you can treat me."


    "It''s a date then." She joked around, even let out a short laugh after and rushed towards the window where she can pick up a burger.


    This is a unique restaurant although low budget, the sign says. "Ali''s Burgers". In the first sign it does sound middle eastern, but damn they know how to make Burgers.


    A light toned man walked near the window, inevitably a UK native. Noticeable to the exact when he spoke, his accent is unmistakable. "What will you be having mate?"


    "I''ll take a Chicken Burger, hold the Mayonnaise but add a lot of Ketchup." Anna explained, giving it another short thought she added. "Also add just a little bit of Salad."


    "Of course." The man replied and started making the Burger while taking Jack''s order as well.


    Jack took a double beef burger, it also has a little bit of mayonnaise over it and a tad of hot pepper. Anna noticed it, and jokingly said. "Ewww you like Mayonnaise?"


    "Of course, I''m not scared of a condiment." He answered, obviously aiming to tease Anna.


    "That would be 7¡ê mate!" The man interrupted, aiming to take their money first before handing out the Burgers.


    "Of course of course." Jack answered, pulled out his wallet and gave a 100¡ê bill. Adding, "Keep the Change."


    Opening his eyes wide in shock, the man answered. "Thanks mate!" And started working faster and more precise thanks to his enthusiasm being tampered for the best.

 Im not scared of a Condiment.

    "Me?" Um well, Jack didn''t know how to answer that question. He feels that Anna will find it hard to believe, both have a point at this aspect come to think of it. "I just want to help you out of this situation, I just really hate Blackmailers."


    "Do you realise that I have over 20,000¡ê of debt, excuse my language but only a dumbass would give that amount of money to a Stranger." Anna''s tone became thicker, and inevitably it sounds like there is more life in her tone.


    "I have over 6,000,000¡ê on my bank account, I don''t think 20,000¡ê would neccesarily make a big irreversible hole in my wealth." Although half intended, he revealed more about himself and what he is capable off apart from smacking the daylights out of a Blackmailer.


    "You don''t sell Drugs do you?" Anna asked, half as a joke and half out of dying curiosity.


    "No, I''m a Champion Heavy Weight Boxer." Giving it a little thought after, he decided to add. "Or at least, was."


    "Was?" She asked, wanting to know if this last sentence has anything at all to do with her.


    "Last night I was supposed to defend my title, my belt. But since I couldn''t make it there, to the officials it seemed like I Chickened out." He explained, although he doesn''t sound quite sad about it.


    "You didn''t Chicken out, you faced an armed man!" She recalled, but this of course opened more questions in her mind about what happened last night. But this exact second isn''t the best time to ask.


    "That''s not how they see it, as far as I''m concerned even the people in the streets thought that I attacked your boyfriend and kidnapped you after it." He explained bit by bit, not trying to startle her but he just tried to explain. "But I think it is all for the best."


    "What people see it as doesn''t matter, at least until you did not show your face to them." She tried to comfort him, although she barely know him. Feels like the least she could do in exchange for all this help aye? But she got this urge to ask, "How is this for the best? It could not have gone worst!"


    "This Boxing life, it can and will be overwhelming. It is like a weight on my shoulders that I could not have brushed off for years." He explained in his average thick tone, but this time it felt a bit more lifeless. It is clear to notice that this boxing life has drained him.


    "Sounds like you have enough cash to retire, it doesn''t really seem like you have another option." She tried to comfort him, but somehow everything she said came out the way she did not mean it, rougher.A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.


    "Oh there is another way around, I just don''t think I want to take it." Now his tone arising in enthusiasm just a little bit, he added. "I''ll call my manager and ask him to fill in my Resignation."


    ...


    "How did the bank even give you 15,000¡ê?" Jack asked, not angry but curious. It is actually a base for another question. "Where do you work?" He glanced at her, finding cute how she is wearing brown clothing again.


    "I work in an office, I actually have a good position. I''m above employees in a costumer Service Hotline." She explained to the last detail, I mean why would she hide such information to a guy who just casually handed 15,000¡ê to her?


    "Still sounds a tad big, I''m guessing your salary ranges anywhere from 1,800 to 2,100¡ê." He asked once more, surprisingly curious about such an unusual topic. I mean most people just ask what you work and practically try to guess the salary themselves, some take the liberty to ask.


    "That''s a good guess actually, I earn 2,000¡ê a month. Or at least I used too after I got the promotion, most of my salary went by paying debt thanks to that jackass!" Indeed she has gathered a lot of hate for the Blackmailer who did her wrong, and who can blame her?


    They were passing through a burger stand, and the smell went through Anna''s nose and she was quick to crave it. The little breakfast that Jack provided was nice, but she craves to enjoy the finer things again. Due to the debt all around her, she has been eating worse than a homeless person.


    Jack noticed her reaction, her whole chest expanded when she took in the Burger''s smell. Although this isn''t actually her favourite food, it sure meets the top 10.


    "Can I treat you with a Burger?" And afterwards with a joking manner so Anna can feel better about spending his money again, although a very small portion, he added. "On your next salary you can treat me."


    "It''s a date then." She joked around, even let out a short laugh after and rushed towards the window where she can pick up a burger.


    This is a unique restaurant although low budget, the sign says. "Ali''s Burgers". In the first sign it does sound middle eastern, but damn they know how to make Burgers.


    A light toned man walked near the window, inevitably a UK native. Noticeable to the exact when he spoke, his accent is unmistakable. "What will you be having mate?"


    "I''ll take a Chicken Burger, hold the Mayonnaise but add a lot of Ketchup." Anna explained, giving it another short thought she added. "Also add just a little bit of Salad."


    "Of course." The man replied and started making the Burger while taking Jack''s order as well.


    Jack took a double beef burger, it also has a little bit of mayonnaise over it and a tad of hot pepper. Anna noticed it, and jokingly said. "Ewww you like Mayonnaise?"


    "Of course, I''m not scared of a condiment." He answered, obviously aiming to tease Anna.


    "That would be 7¡ê mate!" The man interrupted, aiming to take their money first before handing out the Burgers.


    "Of course of course." Jack answered, pulled out his wallet and gave a 100¡ê bill. Adding, "Keep the Change."


    Opening his eyes wide in shock, the man answered. "Thanks mate!" And started working faster and more precise thanks to his enthusiasm being tampered for the best.

 Coach Hudson Lace

    They''ve spend about 4 hours walking around London, paying every bit of debt she had. They could have taken a Taxi of course, but there is this special feeling about walking around a city. Sure Anna''s feet feel numb a tad bit, along with her knees burning as well. But it sure felt nice to walk, knowing that this nightmare is finally meeting its end.


    "How can I ever repay you?" Anna asked, not knowing what to do to here. Although he is undoubtedly rich, who would give you 20,000¡ê?


    "There is this one thing." Jack answered, keeping a firm face signifying that he is rather serious.


    "Oh... I''m not sure about that, maybe I can pay you half my salary for 20-30 months?" She spoke softly, not wanting to yell at the guy who literally helped her this much.


    "Um no you misunderstood me." He expressed, feeling a bit embarrassed no doubt as he rubbed the back of his head. "I''m sure you saw what you weren''t supposed to last night."


    "You mean, that weird thing you did to the gun?" She spoke softly, at a low tone. They are still in public, sitting at a bench just to relax a little bit before he walks her home.


    "Yes, see literally no one knows of my... abilities. Even my parents don''t know them, I preferred for you not to know as well but I didn''t calculate that I had to bring you in my house." He explained it to the very last detail, although he didn''t specify what he is especially capable off.


    "My lips are sealed, and we shouldn''t consider this as a repay. 20,000¡ê is big money and I will pay you. Be it bit by bit or all at once." She insisted, not being raised to be in debt on one person at this extend.


    But of course Jack being even more insistent than her, he added. "I don''t need the money, but I accidentally shot you as well. So please try to keep that a secret as well, the last thing I need right now is a lawyer against my..."


    "Against your ass?" She finished the sentence for him, giggling.


    "Yup, they are a hassle believe me." He expressed, recalling such cases opening because he has broken his past opponents rather badly.


    ...


    After the short chit chat, they started walking again in aims of walking Anna back home. It should be take about half an hour to get there, but that is not the point.


    There was a small tv shop on their left, they were all playing the same Channel and at the moment sport news are on the program. Normally, Anna pays little attention to them. But when "Boxing" went through her ear, she could not help but stop on her spot and listen it out. Jack stopped along with her.The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    The news men on tv got in deeper detail about it, stating. "Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to the Afternoon sport news. Our first topic should be about boxing, due to something rather historical happening. Heavy Weight Boxer, the Masked Crusher has given up on his Champion belt when he did not show up last night for his fight against the legendary Heavy Weight Boxer, Brian Gale."


    "Is he talking about..." Anna murmured lightly, but Jack wasn''t able to hear her since he was focused on the TVs.


    They continued to listen to the newsman without breaking their attention on it, and could practically feel more people behind them gathering to watch the news. "The Manager of the Masked Crusher, which goes by the name of Hudson Lace has gone through an outbreak of rage when Brian Gale mocked his client, calling the Masked Crusher a... Let''s just say a feminine body part."


    "Hudson what have you done..." Jack thought within himself, but only let out a couple of words of the sentence in a very low tone.


    The newsman continued to explain, "Hudson Lace has struck Brian Gale with a metal chair across the face, however it was not enough to bring Mr. Gale down. He attacked Hudson, knocked him down with one spin. Hudson Lace is currently in the London Public Hospital obtaining treatment. However, Doctors claim that the injury isn''t fatal and that Mr. Lace should be on his feet in a week."


    ...


    "I will have to drop you in your house really quick and get to the hospital." Jack explained after they walked away from the TVs, and now are practically speed walking.


    Jack is boiling in rage, not because he was shamed on Local TV nor that he lost his Champion title and belt but because his manager was knocked out cold by that loud mouthed Bastard.


    "But I want to come with you." Anna spoke, trying to join him at such a troubling time and hoping to keep him out of trouble. He obliterated the Blackmailer while remaining calm, what would he do to anyone else if he was angry?


    "Why would you want to come there? You will not find yourself in a good scene, my manager is as pissed as ever." He specified, trying with his best abilities to get her home without becoming a jerk in the process.


    "I''m coming with you and that''s final!" She gave a bit of a mild shout, slipped her arm around his and howled for a Taxi.


    ...


    "I''m looking for Hudson Lace, he was brought to the Hospital here last night!" Jack swiftly spoke, giving the nurse a bit of a spook. I mean, he stands tall and wide in front of her like a beast. Who wouldn''t have been scared of such a sight?


    But what was more interesting at least, is Anna standing close to him. Obviously a lot smaller than him both in length and width, most would think that she is his daughter.


    "He is at room 18, but we aren''t currently accepting visitors, it is a bit too late." The Nurse explained, walking to the side afterwards so she can walk away.


    "Common I have to talk to him, I''m an official in his branch of work." He still tried to reason, but rules are rules.


    The Nurse walked away, but Anna could see room 18 nearby. It is only about 10 meters far, so she waited for about 10 seconds while Jack was looking for a Doctor to ask permission.


    Noticing that the Nurse is gone, Anna Dragged Jack by the arm and brought him close to room 18, whispering after. "This is the room, go in."


    Walking in lightly to not grab attention, they indeed found Hudson Lace inside. Well at least Jack found him, Anna has no idea how he looks like. Only saw a blurry face on camera hitting a boxer across the face with a Chair.


    "Coach Hudson?" Jack spoke lightly to the 48 year old man, and noticed his face changing towards the worse in a break of a second.


    Hudson shouted as much as a hospitalized man can shout. "Where the fuck have you been?"

 Hes just a 27 year old Vir...

    "I had an urgent matter to take care of." Jack answered to his coach, obviously not being specific regarding what that Urgent matter was. Which in other words, pissed off his Coach more and more.


    "It isn''t really something I feel comfortable to specify." Jack spoke, trying to find reasoning in this heated situation.


    But when Coach Hudson noticed a little lady following Jack he immediately jumped in to conclusions, figuring out what might have happened. "So you finally find a lady and you bail on the fight? Was your title worth losing for someone that might leave you the other day? By the love of Christ you''re so fucking stupid!"


    "Just because you see a lady behind me, doesn''t mean that she had anything to do with it Coach!" Jack shouted, concealing the truth. What really happened is just too difficult to explain, furthermore he doesn''t want to explain it.


    "Then what the hell happened?" Coach Hudson shouted, demanding explanations.


    "I got jumped, afterwards chased by a whole gang. For the sake of my safety and my Identity''s safety, I had to steer clear from the match. I don''t want to be blackmailed for my identity!" Jack formed a rather believable lie, but how long will this take before it blows on their face?


    "Did you recognise any of the Gang members?" Hudson asked, seemingly taking the bait.


    "No, they were just stereotypical muggers I suppose. All in black, always walking in groups. I knocked out 7 I think, but about 15 more came and some of them had guns." At this point Jack is just taking a Gangster movie he saw, and is modifying it.


    "And where exactly did you get jumped?" Hudson asked the final question, as if he was merging a plan together.


    "Close to the Match, I''d say at least a hundred yards from it." He answered feeling confused, while Anna just listened in the background just trying not to intervene. She isn''t really good at lying, and Jack seems to conceal his abilities even if he had to sacrifice everything.


    "You need to get me off this Hospital bed, I know who they are and they will get what''s coming to them." Coach Hudson specified, and started moving the bed be was sitting on because he tried to get off it.


    "What are you crazy?" Jack shouted, restraining his coach after from leaving the bed. "They are low lives, we shouldn''t waste our time with them."


    You might be wondering why Jack is lying so much, just to keep Coach Hudson Lace away from the truth? Well, the abilities Jack has are paranormal but at the same time super. No one up until now knew about them, he feared the consequences of what would happen if anyone knew.Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.


    Anna, is the first person ever to know about them. Which says a hell lot, because even his parents don''t know about them. How he got them on the other hand, is a completely different story and we will get to it eventually.


    "Your career is as good as gone, it would take years for you to regain that title, you have to start from scratch! Do you really want to leave this unpunished? That''s how weak the Masked Crusher is?" Coach Hudson''s wordplay can indeed strike a nerve, but his comments are based on a fake story.


    Yet again, beating up gangsters who practically just cause trouble isn''t a bad thing. Selfish in some aspects since Jack would be taking this decision to hide his powers but he feels absolutely certain that the more people know about his powers, the worse.


    "It is settled, we will gather the boys in the gym and we will show those low lives what''s what." Calming down a tad bit, since Jack isn''t avoiding this plan anymore. Hudson looked at Anna and instantly noticed that she is missing an eye. "Was she hurt in the fight? I''ve never seen you with a lady before, she must have some sort of relation."


    "You never saw him with a lady?" Anna asked, in shock and jokingly she added. "At this rate I thought that he slept with every woman in London."


    "No, he is just a 27 year old Vir..." Coach Hudson tried to specify but was interrupted by Jack immediately.


    "Hudson!" He shouted mildly, a bit embarrassed no doubt but nothing that would be noticeable on his face.


    "Um anyway, I was close when all of this happened. I had trouble with someone else who was trying to... well touch me. Jack ran in the scene, ran the man over like a bulldozer and dragged me out of there." Anna of course has to lie here as well, although she feels a bit guilty about it. But she gave her word to jack that she will keep his abilities secret, and Anna does not go back on her word.


    But to tame Coach Hudson''s curiosity, she decided to point something else out. "As for my eye, I know it is hard to miss a girl who looks like she is winking at you. But the accidents are completely unrelated. This happened to me years ago, meaning I lost my eye years ago."


    ...


    Night time fell, Coach Hudson Lace insisted on showing the Gangsters what''s what even after he got out of the Hospital. They have gathered up five of the finest, biggest, heaviest Boxers. Typically, one of these men is so strong to take on 5 stereotypical Gangsters at once and win.


    Before this, Anna was delivered by Jack himself. He knows her address now, and they''ve exchanged phone numbers as well. So if the Blackmailer actually manages to try and contact her again, that is if he survived. Anna can just call Jack, schedule another meeting with the Blackmailer and knock the daylights out of him.


    Tracking down a small gang of these thugs, Coach Hudson Lace walked in first on them while the large men waited in the shadows. He spoke, "You low live, good for nothing, filthy pieces of shit have jumped one of my fighters. Now what do you plan to do about this situation in order to compensate?"


    The thugs looked at Hudson and couldn''t help bursting in to laughter. Hudson doesn''t really look the most intimidating, he is 5.5 feet tall and a little chubby. Although actually dangerous, he can''t take on this group alone.


    "Boys!" Hudson shouted mildly, snapping his fingers after and the thugs could see 5 large shadows behind him.

 Returning enemy

    The five men surrounded the thugs, the largest went ahead and grabbed the thug in the middle by the collar and the rest went ahead restricting the rest of the thugs, either by grabbing their necks or pushing them against the wall.


    "Now boys, before you will get the most vicious beating you have ever gotten, I have some questions for you. Will you answer honestly?" Coach Hudson Lace spoke, showing these muggers who is in charge here.


    "What the hell do you want?" The main thug spoke at a restricted tone, his air canal has a tight grip around after all.


    "I need to know who attacked a large man last night, apparently over 20 of you have jumped him." Now at least the numbers are less, the five men have restricted every thug here and even if more come out they can handle them as long as Guns aren''t wielded.


    "We didn''t jump no one, last night we were all at west London, we were guarding a big time dealer." The thug is intimidated enough to answer truthfully, Hudson can even notice it because there is urine running down the thug''s pants and letting out a horrible odour.


    What''s a bit funny, is that the thugs don''t even know which large man Hudson is talking about because there are five in the scene, Jack being one of them.


    "Are you saying my man lied?" Hudson spoke at a cold tone, obviously choosing to believe his Boxer instead of a low life thug.


    "Yeah these are pretty much the same men." Jack spoke, obviously lying but because he doesn''t want this conversation to stretch long. These Thugs can barely see Jack''s face, he is taller and the Alley is rather dark so it is doubtful that they could ever find him and cause him trouble.


    "Yes that does it." Hudson answered, walking a bit away from the group of people and giving his men permission. "You know what needs doing boys."


    Afterwards a couple of Boxers who had two men on their hands, made an effort to toss both with a shared algorithm, bashing the thugs against the wall. While the other three just let go of the thugs and with one or two punches the thugs were bashed again to the wall, where they got knocked out after. There is little one can do against a heavy weight Boxer.


    Hudson Lace watched the two men being bashed and tossed like rag dolls, and couldn''t help but giggling at their shouts of pain. And enjoyed how well trained his heavy weight boxers are, the hits whistle across the Alley and is soothing to his ears.Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.


    In a way he is feeding over the pain that the Thugs are under experience at the moment, Jack has worked for years to attain this title and to think that a few low life thugs forced him to lose it? No doubt it got him pissed, and seeing the thugs get what was coming to them, it is indeed amazing.


    ...


    Anna is about to go to sleep, it was a long day indeed and although she took some time to relax now which inevitably meant that she stayed up a bit late, it doesn''t mean that she isn''t sleepy.


    At work, she has claimed her vacation time. For two weeks she will be free, although it was tad unprofessional how she claimed it, not giving a heads up before time. However the boss accepted it, from now she will have 13 more days to relax.


    Plugging her phone at an outlet near her and putting it over her end table, she suddenly received a notification and then the other, afterwards the next. It went off for exactly 10 times before she checked it, the notification tone has become her nightmare in some aspects.


    She grabbed her phone, panicking that it could be the Blackmailer. She entered her pin code, 6478373 although she got it wrong for four times because of her panic and because the number is unregistered. Finally getting a glance at it, the texts are seperated, semi spamed.


    "You thought that you could get rid of me that easily?"


    "I''m alive, and I won''t ever leave you alone."


    "You know the procedure, you know what I want."


    "And you know what I would do if I don''t get them."


    "Here are a few pieces of evidence to assure that I''m not bluffing."


    "I will make your life a living nightmare, after that night I wasn''t going to bother you anymore."


    Afterwards 4 explicit pictures were to be seen, Anna is in them of course. She can''t be mistaken with anyone else, because as a part of trying to conquer her insecurity she included her one eyed face on the pictures, hoping that the lover will accept her.


    It isn''t certain if the lover accepted her, I mean it is obvious that his lusty needs were satisfied as Anna is in a rather good shape and has mild curves on her body. But furthermore, apart from last it is clear that Anna has been taken victim of this Blackmailer and that he isn''t yet... dead.


    Anna left the Blackmailer on seen, and as her first thought she called Jack, asking him what they should do in this situation because not only did the Blackmailer survive a neck cracking blow, but a day barely passed and Anna got messaged by him again.


    "Hello Jack!" She spoke in panic, at a mildly shouting tone. "He is texting me again from a different number, I''ll send you everything now. Please don''t hang up and check this out."


    Afterwards she went ahead to screenshot everything down to the first picture, excluding her body but just screenshoting the face. Afterwards she tapped Jack''s Contact name again and sent the screenshots at a bundle.


    Giving it a short view, it is easy to determine that this is a threat. So he guided her towards a smart move, "Okay I want you to act out some panic through texts alright? And move to the point of scheduling a meeting and agreeing to bringing all the money he asks. I have a plan."


    Quite hilariously, he just walked out of the vicious beating they inflicted on the Gang members at that same Alley. The men parted ways, Jack insisted that he needs some rest at the moment. It is good that he did so otherwise this situation would have blown on their faces even from the Coach''s perspective.

 Scheduling a Disaster

    Getting off the phone with Jack, Anna immediately swiped her way towards texting the Blackmailer. According to Jack''s recommendations, she is supposed to act out a panic attack and desperately schedule a meeting. Well Jack didn''t guide her to being desperate, but she knows that it will work better based on the experience she had with this foul man.


    So in a bundle, in short separated paragraphs she texted the Blackmailer.


    "What the fuck!"


    "How are you even alive?"


    "I really hoped that you died. Sadly that''s what I hoped for!"


    "You have brought yourself in such a low position in my eyes!"


    "You used to be my LOVER!! And now you are my fucking enemy."


    "What do you want from me? It will take me decades to recover from the debt you brought over my Shoulders."


    "Don''t post my shit anywhere."


    "Please, we can work something out."


    Afterwards, the Blackmailer finally texted. Sending everything in seperate texts, in lengths similar to Anna''s. It isn''t certain how he didn''t pay absolute attention to his phone, taking as much as 5 minutes to apply. At such a case, the person who wants the money would be attached to his or her phone as if bound with Super Glue. It is odd indeed, but that''s a minor problem compared to the main one.


    "Shut up by Hell''s sake."


    "I couldn''t give a flying fuck about the Status I have in your empty head."


    "What Moron would send such photos to someone she doesn''t know?"


    "You are an Idiot! An Idiot!"


    "But I need that God damn money, and I need it tomorrow."


    "You fucking deserve to be tortured like this for the rest of your life, but you committing suicide because of this won''t do me well."


    "Bring me 10,000¡ê tommorow, it will prove useful to cover a bit of the Hospital bills you and your satanic friend caused me last night."


    Now it is Anna''s time to reply to this retard, she is having a rough time comprehending everything but it is obvious that he will never stop Blackmailing her. He might dissapear for a year or so, but will return when he runs out of money. At that time, Anna would have less debts as well so it would be a better time to abuse her mind with this bullshit.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    She thinks to herself, "Whatever Jack''s plan is, I hope it equals with the death of this fool." Afterwards she took a few seconds to think of a reply.


    "Fine fine fine, where should we meet?"


    "I don''t know where I will find 10,000¡ê but I''ll make it work."


    "Can you at least give me a few hours after noon, I can''t do anything early in the morning."


    To the Blackmailer it has become rather concrete that she wants to Negotiate, which in his sick and twisted mentality is a good thing because like this he is practically getting 10,000¡ê with less than half an hour of work. It is twisted and most of the society wouldn''t accept this demonic act, but it works.


    So he was about to text where to meet up, but first he wanted to get one important point crystal clear.


    "I don''t want your friend there, or anybody else. If I get hurt again, I won''t only Blackmail you but dig some dirt on the other ladies in your family."


    "I''m sure they can be as blind as you, willing to sell their bodies for some love and affection?"


    "I won''t know until I try, and we all know you can''t be too specific with the Warnings."


    "Get your ass across the street from Ali''s Burgers, there is a fancy Restaurant there called Kem''s Restourant and Hotel."


    "If you ever want me to leave you alone, you will bring me the money there and not in any case cause a scene."


    "I will cover the Restaurant expenses, but you will cover something else."


    "We will make our way up in to a Hotel room, and you will spend a night with me."


    "That will be your way of repaying me for fucking putting me in a Hospital."


    These demands are obviously insane, but it is more insane how he wants to meet somewhere this public. One wrong gesture from Anna showing fear or large discomfort, and the cops can be called on them.


    She took a deep breath, felt certain that Jack won''t ever let this pervert get his hands on her and decided to act out a little panic before agreeing.


    "You are insane."


    "You are sick."


    "You really need some professional help."


    "But for fuck''s sake, if digging your Dick somewhere will finally make you fuck out of my life than so be it."


    "I accept, I''ll bring you the money and I''ll spend a night with you."


    Afterwards she got a short text from him, saying. "Be there at 9pm."


    ...


    Showing Jack everything the Blackmailer send through screenshots while on a call with him, Silence stretched for a few minutes until he caught on.


    Getting confident, Jack finally spoke. "This fool has made our task a hell lot easier."


    "What do you mean?" Anna asked swiftly to the point where she shortened some words.


    "In the Hotel Room, no one will hear what I can do to him. As for you, just try to make him register there with his own ID Card. It obviously will be a fake one, but we don''t need Authorities tracking you down a day after." The way he is describing the plan, is clear but also very unclear.


    What will happen tomorrow night will be without a doubt a criminal act, but what will happen is still unclear. Jack hasn''t really specified it yet and it is best if they discuss it tomorrow as both are very tired. Well, at least Jack knows what he is supposed to do the next day.


    Still one concern stuck with Anna, and it is the fact that she will be up in a Hotel room with that Retard. And she didn''t fail to express it in order to attain reassurance. "I''m not so comfortable with sharing a room, what if you come there too late?"


    With a kind tone, trying to make her feel safe. He answered. "I will be 10 feet close to you through the entire night. Don''t worry, I got you."

 Alis Burgers

    "I still think this a bad idea." Anna complained as they were looking at Kem''s Restaurant and Hotel across the street.


    "Who are you talking to?" Another different man asked, standing behind her. Well technically behind a Takeout Window.


    She turned around, and noticed a brown man with a thick beard that stretches a few inches long, and his hair seems just an inch long. This has to be Ali, the owner of Ali''s Burgers since he seems middle aged and middle eastern or it could be his [Ali''s] brother. She isn''t sure since she only saw younger white people running the place before.


    To avoid any drama and solely protect Jack''s identity and abilities, Anna lied. "I was talking to myself."


    "You don''t have to lie, I know what''s going on." He answered, causing a sweat to break over Anna''s forehead and Jack practically running a stream of sweat. He started sneaking in Ali''s place to "silence him" forever.


    Luckily Jack is invisible at the moment or it would just look like a large man walking in a small Restaurant, it would obviously grab attention.


    The door to Ali''s Restaurant is closed, and although Jack tried to open as slowly as possible, Ali still managed to spot it open up even though he didn''t fix his eyes towards the door, knowing it''s Jack.


    To clear out any confusion and end a possible disaster, Anna asked. "What do you mean?"


    "I overheard your talk yesterday, that big fella with you seems to have some paranormal abilities and I can sense he is here, I can smell him. He has a nice perfume." Here, Ali practically pointed out that he knows about Jack''s highly hidden Secret.


    Afterwards he [Ali] even dared to point out where the two went wrong. "You both talked too loud for people trying to keep a Secret, I was just on the other bench 5 meters far from you."


    Since Ali isn''t threatening them, and since his tone is still remaining as sweet and comforting as a therapist, Jack didn''t know if he should attack this middle aged man or leave it be and talk it out later on.


    Seeing that there are no Customers here, and considering that most people are across the street near Kem''s Restaurant and Hotel, Jack tip toed near the door at a blind spot. Afterwards he snapped his fingers and became visible again.This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    He approached Ali, who doesn''t seem to be scared at all from Jack''s abilities and actually welcoming him with a smile. Jack asked, "How much do you want to keep your mouth shut?"


    Still remaining with a smile even though he got offered a bribe with a rather roughly projected tone, Ali replied. "I don''t need nothing Habibi, I don''t accept bribery."


    With the topic of bribing kindly terminated, he [Ali] expressed. "I actually wanted to ask if you need any help, your red headed friend there seems and sounds too concerned about something."


    "How can you help?" Jack asked with a calmer tone, rubbing the back of his head with embarrassment since he clearly misjudged this kind man. And to lift the mood, he joked. "You can''t really beat a pervert with a smile."


    "Hahahaahahahaha!" Ali broke in laughter and his mild sized chest shook along with his laughter while gazing up, he walked out of his corner and pulled a chair for Jack. "If you need men, I can call my brothers and cousins."


    In the meantime, Anna has just been staring them down from the outside and wonders what all that smiling and laughing is about, she couldn''t hear them enough due to a few cars driving by over and over but she did hear the word "Bribe".


    Deciding to walk in, she spoke at a low tone as she approached the table. "Looks like you two are all buddy buddies now, what''s up?"


    With a smile, he assured Anna. "Ali here is a sweetheart from the looks of it, he is offering some help."


    Seeing that Jack is alright with his abilities being revealed to an absolute stranger, she sat down near him and pointed out. "I don''t think he can help in any way, we had the plan thought out to the last detail."


    As the two here were talking, Ali has already returned to his Corner and is preparing a couple of Burgers. That sound of fresh meat sizzling, deafened what Ali could accidentally eavesdrop over again.


    So Anna whispered, "Are you sure you are comfortable with this man knowing about your abilities? We don''t know him! What if he sells you out?" She is obviously thinking about Jack''s wellbeing even though she could be offending the kind Ali over there.


    Having it thought out already and even feeling trust on Ali a little bit, he stated. "There aren''t much options in terms of reporting me somewhere, and even if he did it would be nearly impossible to find me. We are good."


    "Oh I won''t report you." Ali spoke from a distance of three meters, approaching with a couple of fresh hot Burgers on his hands. "Just because you are different, it doesn''t mean you are evil."


    After that he placed the Burgers in front of them in a cute little basket and with much enthusiasm while doing that Italian finger shaking thing, he added. "Have a taste of these Burgers, the meat is organic and halal. You won''t find it anywhere else in London!"


    He [Ali] sat on a chair nearby and explained a little secret of his own, "I have a family member with similar abilities, we thought it was Black Magic but after pushing him through 8 Imams, they could not see any Black Magic on him or Jinns either. It''s just a God Gifted ability."


    Looking at Jack, he asked. "Your abilities are God Gifted too, right?"


    Feeling ready to reveal what he hasn''t even told Anna yet, Jack explained. "I was born with them, so yes I suppose they are God Gifted. I''m what the media would call, a Vampire but it''s far more sophisticated than that simple term."

 Rhino Egg

    Ali, the Kind middle aged man has been caught up with Jack and Anna''s current problem. Of course we are talking about that God forsaken Blackmailer and what he brought to the Table.


    He [Ali] started feeling more and more bad about this, in a way he tried to imagine Anna''s point of view and decisions. Obviously noticing that she [Anna] is missing an eye, he figured that the Root of this problem started when Anna was desperate for more love and acceptance.


    People can be unaccepting and who knows how many times she has been made fun off because of her accident, yes there are people heartless to that extent.


    At least, that''s what he figured. They didn''t talk about why Anna shared such explicit images with a stranger, they only talked about a solution. The conversation stretched for over an hour or so, and the time is 15 minutes before 9pm.


    Ali tried to help them as much as he can, but there is little he can do considering the sensitive situation where the Blackmailer has the superior position. You can''t leverage with a guy who can dash in the shadows and threaten Anna again after.


    Furthermore, he [Ali] imagined his 14 year old daughter in the same position. Although unlikely for someone of that younger age to be Blackmailed, the possibilities aren''t too slim either. Although she is very religious, kids can be easily manipulated.


    The best Ali can do, is keep an eye out here for anyone suspicious although he has no idea who to look out for since neither one of them know how the Blackmailer truly looks like.


    Ali''s only hint would be to run after someone who seems to be making a dash for it... Without any visible person chasing him, yes that''s the only way for him to maybe spot the Blackmailer.


    ...


    Now it is the time to go and meet that foul man, and therefore Jack returned to that little blind spot near the Door here in Ali''s Restaurant. Snapping his fingers, Jack synced in to invisibility faster than the eye can blink.


    To Ali, this doesn''t sound too interesting. His face remained Blank as he watched Jack became invisible, while Anna smiled again for once as seeing this is all new to her. One wouldn''t see this everyday.


    Afterwards, a tone was to be heard from the comfort of thin air. "Its almost 9pm, we need to go there and wait. Us being there first grants us with an advantage, we will be observing him instead of the other way around."


    ...


    They hoped for an upper advantage, they did. But it seems like the Blackmailer has already been one step ahead. As soon as Anna walked in the Restaurant, a man raised his hand signifying for her [Anna] to join the table.


    She didn''t like it, her mind was set for her to be there first and wait for this foul man to approach her, as Jack said it would be a superior position.


    You might be wondering about how the Blackmailer looks like, he directly asked to meet somewhere this public! So obviously he has no intention to hide his face, in fact he is even wearing a fancy tuxedo with a red slim tie.


    One would be attracted, but Anna hated the way he [The Blackmailer] is looking at her. A look, that makes clear that he feels nothing but lust towards her. If it was appropriate publicly, his mouth would be foaming.


    But in a way, most men would be stunned by Anna''s appearance. She is dressed to meet the standards of this five star hotel, she is dressed as if her net value is over 5 million ¡ê.


    She is wearing a pitch dark dress, it stretches all the way down to her thighs. And until now, her shining brown leather coat has been covering this stunning dress. She removed her Coat once entering the Restaurant, since this situation is making her nervous, therefore excessively sweating.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Speaking of appearance, she is wearing a bit of make up. But the amount is so little that most wouldn''t notice it, it''s practically concealed.


    Her rose red hair are well combed, no split ends to be spoken off and they are thick in volume but at the same time in a smooth perfect order.


    Any logical mind would think that the Blackmailer made a terrible decision when he lost Anna for the sake of Money, because she does look absolutely stunning. If some kind of Agent was in the perimeter, Anna would be offered a modeling Contract.


    She sat down across him, couldn''t see his face enough because of the fancy candles in front of them but at the same time she could see his face a lot better compared to the meetings in Dark alleyways.


    First, she felt forced to greet this Bastard. "Hello."


    "I''m glad you could make it." Answered the Blackmailer.


    His tone made Anna uncomfortable, because as a start it isn''t similar to the tone she heard the last 4 times they''ve met. His tone now, feels a lot lighter. It is thick yes, but it ranges in the average tone category.


    Perhaps it is because all those four times this man was either yelling or threatening her, yes that must be it. Regardless of his tone, she isn''t the biggest fan of his appearance either.


    Seeing that Anna isn''t talking, due to obvious reasons. The Blackmailer tried to start a conversation, "What do you like to eat?"


    "You should know that... we used to talk about food a lot, that is if you remember it." She answered, obviously taking a shot here trying to bring him down.


    "I think the appropriate answer here would be that you aren''t my only... Friend and I had a shit ton to remember in order to be the perfect Boyfriend." As soon as he finished these couple of sentences, he broke into small laughter.


    His laughter is low volumed and obviously with a dark fuel, he even started shaking while laughing. But unfortunately he isn''t having a Stroke or anything like that.


    Continuing about his appearance, he seems to have a semi round head. The only edge on his face is located on his Chin, it''s a bit pointy. It isn''t certain if he has insecurity issues, but he doesn''t seem to care much about his appearance.


    Because as a start, he has a poorly trimmed beard as if the last time he shaved was 5 days ago and he let it be from there. He also has this moustache, short but thick and big. This obviously isn''t a good mix with the Beard he kinda has.


    Furthermore, he doesn''t have long hair which for many can be a turn off. He has inch long brown hair, kind of like an Army cut but there also are these lines from the top of his head and all the way to the back of his head, as if his Barber was experimenting something new and paid this Blackmailer 20¡ê for his Contribution.


    Eh well at least everything is going according to plan. No one can see Jack, in fact even Anna isn''t sure of where he is but he did promise to always be somewhere between 10 feet close throughout this night.


    ...


    20 Minutes of either boring or taunting (One sided) topics later, a Waiter approached with a big bottle of Red Wine. Offering, "Red Wine." And stretched his arm out towards the "Couple" so they can see what Brand this Wine is.


    "No thank you." Anna answered instantly.


    The Blackmailer gave her a rough look, speaking after. "Drink a glass, for me."


    Knowing that he [The Blackmailer] would do something drastic that can tamper with the plan, Anna found it best to not refuse anymore. She doesn''t drink often, but she can handle one glass... Kinda.


    Trying to get this over with, she drank the whole glass in one go. Not considering the consequences, she could have taken just a sip. Jack is doing multiple face palms now, although no one can see him doing it.


    "You... you look like an egg...Whose been made by a Rhino... Rhino Egg." Afterwards she bursted in to laughter, not wanting to stop.


    A waiter approached, requesting. "Ma''am, can you tone it down. This is a high class Restaurant, silence is preferred."


    "Alright... alright." Anna whispered, basically joking around.


    Afterwards, remembering her main motive here she shouted. "Let''s go have sex!"


    The Blackmailer''s eyes opened wide in shock, the Waiters started approaching her to take action and Jack couldn''t help letting out small giggles but thankfully no one could tell it''s him.


    "Maybe it''s best if we head up a Hotel room." The Blackmailer took charge, and handed his ID Card to a close by Waiter. Requesting, "Can you get me a room real quick."


    After that, he [The Blackmailer] stood up from his chair and approached Anna. Slipping his hand around her shoulders and orienting her towards the rooms.


    Still Drunk, Anna mumbled. "You''re tall, tall and chubby. Chubby Chubby Chubby. Muscles are hotter."


    "Alright alright." Repeated the Blackmailer, trying to make her tone it down.


    Tipping the bucket, Anna said something very stupid. "Let''s have sex quicker so Jack can kill you already."

 Invisible wall

    The Blackmailer obviously heard what Anna just said, and he considers it a massive threat if that large man is around again. But Anna could just be drunk talking how she wants the Blackmailer dead, there might not be any actual threat behind all of this. At least he hopes not!


    Regardless of the possible deadly threat, Anna is still supposed to bring 20,000¡ê tonight. That money, is the only reason why the Blackmailer hasn''t made a run for it towards the exit regardless of what the fancy folk would think about such an act.


    As soon as they left the Restaurant, the Waiter approached with the Blackmailer''s ID Card and almost thanks to instinct the Waiter said. "Here you go Mister. Trevor, your room is C9 at the second floor."


    "You''r name is Trevor? Such an ugly name. Ugly ugly ugly." Anna answered, giggling her way towards the Elevator and somehow escaping the Blackmailer''s grip.


    "I''m sorry about her, she doesn''t handle Alcohol very well. I thought she will only take a sip." Trevor apologized and made his way after Anna, ignoring anything the Waiter might have said after.


    Jack has been following them, although neither of them noticed it and Anna is basically too drunk to even remember the rest of the plan, she forgot about Jack even more.


    What both of them did not know either, is that Jack is in the same Elevator with them. Thank God the Elevator is roomy, or else this entire plan would go downhill and Jack would have to kill the Blackmailer here.


    In fact, if it was a good idea to kill him anywhere out of the Hotel room, he would have done it at an instant when Anna drunkenly said, "Let''s have sex quicker so Jack can kill you."


    Jack had all capabilities to kill the Blackmailer there, but since he isn''t visible this murder would be automatically synced with Anna, as if she did something to him and it would get her in to horrendous trouble.


    Jack gave out several sighs of relief about the fact that the Blackmailer didn''t run off, it necessarily means that this plan to once and for all free Anna from these petty threats, is still in motion.


    ...


    Walking out of the Elevator, and making a journey of 5 meters, Trevor started hearing light but noticeable footsteps.


    The way how he noticed these steps, was in between Anna''s steps who are louder than anyone else''s here since she is wearing heels.


    When Anna wasn''t making noise with her steps, that''s when Trevor noticed lighter steps. This is something worth considering since the time when Anna wasn''t making noise with her steps was shorter than half a second.This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    In one way it seemed like an echo out of the loud Steps Anna made, but those steps were too light to possibly relate.


    When noticing that someone might be following them, Trevor started getting more and more paranoid. But fuck, he needs that money so he has to go through with this. As a matter a fact he doesn''t even mind if he fails to spend a night with Anna, money matters more to the retarded Trevor.


    ...


    Finally making it to the hotel room, Trevor took a while to open the door because on one hand he is trying to keep Anna on her feet and on the other hand he is shaking enough to miss the Key hole for 7 attempts.


    Obviously, a few footsteps were enough to push his paranoia anxiety through the roof. If not dead, this man [Trevor] might end up developing PPD thanks to this night.


    The two finally make it in to the room, and Jack was practically 10 feet away watching them and trying not to giggle at how scared this big bad Blackmailer has become.


    Jack took a step forward to walk in, but as if bad luck is constantly by their side, another lady from a different room very close to the one Trevor rented, dashed out of the door obviously late for something and and bumped into Jack at that built up speed and momentum.


    Jack was very close to this lady''s door, the two doors were almost connected together come to think of it. So it does make a lot of sense that this rushing lady bumped in to him as soon as she ran out of her room.


    In panic, the lady shouted for help! Obviously this isn''t the most favorable situation. To her it felt like hitting a hard invisible wall, she even hurt her nose a little bit but not as much as her ankles while she fell down.


    Yes, she fell down flat with her heels doing most of the work. But for fuck''s sake this situation went for the worst, what happened here wasn''t calculated at all.


    Sure Jack is used to avoiding human contact when Invisible, but he didn''t think that him bumping in to someone would fuck up or slow down this whole plan.


    Imagine how paranoid the Blackmailer felt when he heard this woman scream through the Hallway, it makes it a bit concerning for Jack that no sound is being heard from the room Anna is in. Either these doors are sound proof, or something else is going on in there.


    It is too big of a risk for Jack to help this lady stand up. For a start, it would probably traumatize her since it will feel like some ghost lifting her up after knocking her down. And as a finishing reason, the Blackmailer has been inside with Anna longer than they planned.


    He tip toed his way towards Trevor''s rented room, grabs the handle but is quick to figure out that the Blackmailer was smart enough to lock the door. Well this complicates things, in other terms it means that Jack doesn''t need to be quiet anymore.


    He takes a few steps back, reaches the walls on the other side of this 4 meter wide hallway and with a sprint on his feet he runs, jumps and kicks the door right near the handle.


    Heavy and strong enough, that was all he needed to break the door open. Shit this will cost a lot of money to compensate this, well at least Anna didn''t give her ID Card.


    Jack dashed in the room, and noticed three key characteristics here. Anna for a start, has completely crashed on the bed. She really can''t handle alcohol.


    Second, Anna''s purse has been poured all across the room and yes the envelope containing 20,000¡ê is missing.


    Last but not least, the Blackmailer ain''t in this room and the window is wide open, wind blowing on the curtains lightly.


    Snapping in to visibility, Jack found it relieving to express. "Oh for fuck''s sake."

 To murder or not to murder?

    The Blackmailer is gone, the plan failed and Anna could be receiving threats soon enough. The situation shifted towards the shitiest, so the best thing to do now is snap into invisibility, grab Anna and get the hell out of this place before trouble arrives.


    Jack can hear people running down the hallway, and seeing a broken door near the lady will make people put two and two together, seeing Anna knocked out on the bed won''t help the case either. Weird isn''t it? Jack doesn''t have anything to do with either of these cases yet any naked eye can see him as guilty.


    Well at least here invisibility can outrun what''s logical in other points of view, he has Anna on his Arms and has already snapped into invisibility. This time he didn''t forget to make her invisible as well.


    Two men dashed in the room, since that lady apparently has pointed towards this place several times now. When these couple of men saw no one here and a window wide open, they figured that whoever "harmed" this lady is already long gone.


    This will ruin the Hotel''s reputation a little bit, what rich folk would come here if they think that there are Ghosts here. In the long term it can damage the Hotel''s income for a while, but when you think it through everyone is innocent here apart from the Blackmailer who climbed and ran away.


    ...


    Nobody saw Jack throughout the entire time he was in the Hotel, so he decided to visit Ali''s place once more and ask if he has some coffee, since it is known to fight off drunkenness. Of course Anna is still knocked out, but she can wake up.


    As for anyone seeing Anna in Ali''s place, chances are slim for it to become a problem. Although she is stunning, the Hotel staff are busy trying to calm down the lady who saw a "Ghost". No one would think to come here and ask, "Hey Ali we are looking for a red haired girl who associated with a Ghost. Have you seen anything?" Obviously that would slander the Hotel''s name for the worst.


    Snapping to visibility once entering Ali''s shop, the sudden appearance of two people spooked him a bit. Apparently the kind middle aged old man was a nudge close to falling asleep, there are no costumers either so it explains his state.


    "Aha you are finally here." Ali spoke up in joy, although Jack can hear it in his tone that he is drowsy.


    Seeing Anna knocked out, but thankfully breathing, concern arose above the kind man. He instantly asked, "What happened to her?"


    "Alcohol knocked her out, she can''t handle it at all." Jack replied swiftly, and decided to ask what he came here for in the first place. "Can I bother you for some coffee?"


    "This is why my family doesn''t drink Alcohol!" And getting to the main point he rushed towards his little corner there, pulled a drawer and reached for a foot long paper bag containing enriching black raw coffee beans.


    "I should have it ready in about a minute, you try waking your Lady up first." Ali explained as he pointed towards a table, advising it best if he laid her comfortably on a Chair.


    In the meantime, Ali poured the Beans in the Grinder and afterwards sealed the lid on it. Pulling the Lever a tad bit, grinded coffee poured upon the cup like handle that is supposed to be attached in the Coffee Machine after.This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    This little Coffee set up of his alone has costed him about 4,800¡ê and it came in handy too because he didn''t prepare the coffee in one minute but around 30 seconds instead. The water in the coffee machine is constantly boiling so there is absolutely no need to wait for it heat up.


    He approached Anna and Jack with a large cup of coffee, placing it on the table near them he watches Anna slowly break into consciousness, Jack shook her pretty hard here especially panicking when she refused to wake up.


    Glad that she is waking up, Ali goes ahead to close the door although the two didn''t notice it. This is a sensitive scene, and he doesn''t want to deal with any costumers right now.


    But furthermore, he has something to show tonight. "I''ve closed the door, your Lady won''t drunkenly run off Habibi. Come to this room, you need to see something."


    Although the conversation and his actions started off as a bit shady, Ali proved as the Hero of the night. Jack didn''t want to leave Anna alone for a second, but she is too drunk to have a conversation with plus Ali is insisting far too much.


    The Storage room appears to be through a door close to the bathroom, that''s obviously a bad mix. Regardless of that, it matters more what''s inside.


    Once opening the Storage room, Jack could see a lot of brown boxes, a lightbulb keeping the place illuminated too and there is a freezer at the edge of the room likely used to store meat.


    Apart from those, in the middle of the room he sees a man''s legs and arms tied up closely together with a chef''s coat and a piece of fried burger meat forced in his mouth. Well at least the burger meat tastes good, although this man looks like a christmas pig.


    Upon first glance when Ali turned the man on his back, Jack instantly noticed that this is Trevor. His face is unmistakable, Jack has been observing this man for half an hour in the Restaurant.


    Ali Asked to be sure first, to get rid of his own guilt. "Is this the man you are after?"


    "That''s actually him!" Jack whispered in a celebrating tone, but at the same time getting angrier towards the Blackmailer.


    Happy, angry but confused as well Jack asked a question while also explaining the situation. "How did you even catch him? He was ten feet away from me but still managed to escape!"


    "He lost his grip while climbing down from the Hotel room, lucky for him he didn''t break any bones just sprained both of his ankles." Now this is where Ali proved as the Hero of the night, he managed to catch this plague to society.


    And getting a bit cocky here, he showed a bit of his naughty side. "I brought him here to give him some ice, but gave him beef instead." And afterwards he started giggling, while old Trevor over there started panicking.


    Jack''s right hand started heating up, glowing hard as well but since this place is illuminated the hand looks mostly red. Looking at Trevor, thinking how he has terrorized Anna''s mental state too long now, he [Jack] murmured. "This is where it ends Sir Trevor."


    The Blackmailer started panicking, and without even considering the fact that a dead body in his storage room would be bad for business, Ali grabbed Jack by the shoulder and advised. "There has to be another way, this is too much."


    "There is no other way, once we let this man go he will threaten Anna again. He is too dangerous to be left alive, who knows how many other girls he is terrorizing!" Jack carries the firmest point here, but is murder really the only answer?


    "Maybe just go and take all of his... What do you call them?" He tried to figure the name out, snapping his fingers too. "Smart devices. Doesn''t he store them there?"


    Panicking, as if trying to say "Yes" over and over. Trevor shook on his spot trying to get attention and finally swallowed all the meat he had in his mouth and spoke. "If you kill me, it would be useless."


    "Why would it be useless? The problem would be fixed here with your death." Jack pointed out the obvious.


    And finally, shedding light at this case by offering a vital yet shocking piece of information, Trevor explained. "I''m not alone with this work, the man who used to Blackmail Anna is dead. You killed him that night, I''m his partner in this little organisation we made."

 ï¿¡60k

    What Trevor just explained, got everyone around at shock but at the same time you would expect something like this from a criminal to society.


    Jack grabbed him [Trevor] around the neck and started shaking him, "What do you mean he is dead? Are you joking with me? Is this your way of getting out of trouble?"


    "It''s not... I swear!" By the time Trevor replied here, gasping for air. Jack has already lifted this whole 6 foot man from the ground, using nothing but the dead grip around the Blackmailer''s neck.


    Jack continued to tighten his grip, looking at the man with rage and actually wanting to kill him. The plan was to murder this man all along, and here he got a lot of motivation.


    That''s when Anna walked in, calmly saying. "Jack stop! If what he says is true, killing him will only end up with more threats from his friends."


    The lady, quite logical. Although Jack doesn''t want to hear it, he doesn''t want to hear anything that ends up with this man walking out alive. But she does have a point, he thought. "I don''t want these retards to hurt Anna anymore."


    Thinking it through even further, he knows that if Trevor dies and what he is saying is true, the rest of the Blackmailers would actually do something drastic such as posting everything through social media, either that or raise their demands of cash. If not the two of the above, they might actually come for Anna''s house.


    Killing Trevor is a risk too big to take, hell''s sake he can kill him here and dump him somewhere remote, which would avoid any trouble from the Police. But trouble from the legal system is the least of his concerns, he wants Anna to be free.


    So he dropped the man on the ground, obviously he wasn''t so careful about it, he dropped Trevor down like a sack of Potatoes and enjoyed the soothing sound of him trying to catch his breath back. This type of suffering is minimalistic, this man deserves the worst of the worst.


    Now Jack took it under consideration that this team of Blackmailers have possibly taken many women Hostage, so this fueled his idea towards a deal.


    But first, he needs to assure that Trevor will by absolute certainty do what Jack asks. And for that, he needs to give Trevor a little scare.


    Jack''s hand started glowing, which signifies that he has the capability to severely burn whatever he touches. But Trevor might not know of this capability, so Jack reaches his fist towards Trevor''s face but absolutely avoids contact.If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    Trevor started sweating, and not just because there is a Boiling hot hand near his face, sizzling his flesh. Jack demanded, "Tell me where the Organisation lives, so I can come and end you all!"


    "I can''t tell you, and you can''t end them. At least not alone, they are armed to the teeth! They will shoot you down, even have a couple of Guards." What Trevor is explaining here only points out that the case is bigger than they thought of it, it is getting far too dangerous.


    "Fuck''s sake." Jack cussed, angry that his plan has been put to an end right here. "Then we will do something else! Have you done anything to alert your team?"


    "What do you mean?" Trevor asked, getting just a hunch relieved that he isn''t dying.


    "I mean, have you called them ever since you left that hotel room. Or texted them or anything similar?" Jack continued, his tone rough and his glowing fist threatening the Blackmailer''s face.


    "No, I couldn''t have. I didn''t have the time to do it." Trevor pointed out the obvious, at least Jack can believe him at this specific part.


    "Good, how much do you want to go and delete every "file" there of any Woman!" Jack asked, willing to cooperate and hand out up to ¡ê100k really.


    What''s the point of piling up Money if one wouldn''t give back in some way, normally this would be a good metaphor but he wants Anna set free of this burden.


    "Jack you don''t have to do that. You can''t spend more money!" Anna added from the background, almost willing to give up. I mean look much one simple plan backfired, Imagine a bigger one.


    "60,000! If you give me 60,000¡ê I can and will delete each file. There is a certain point where everyone is asleep, that''s when I can do it. It''s a couple of clicks away really. They put them all in one folder." Trevor offered, talking quick. Obviously he is money oriented, and couldn''t care less about his team but is obviously mostly fearing them instead.


    Jack was about to speak, willing to negotiate a deal and give all that money to set many women free. But Trevor had a bit more to say, which in a way proves that he is actually willing to take this deal.


    Trevor requested, "But I need you to protect me until I leave London. These men are menaces, once they find out I did it they will want to shove a glock up my ass." Actually showing a bit of regret, Trevor added. "I just wanted some quick money, I grew up from absolute dirt. I just wanted to send some money back home in Adswood."


    Speaking of money, he dropped this while I was strangling him." Ali asked, handing an envelope to Jack.


    "This is the ¡ê20k." Jack pointed out the obvious, it can''t be anything else.


    Throwing the envelope in front of Trevor, Jack laid out another portion of the plan. "Take this money, and deliver it to your team. Act like absolutely nothing wrong happened, do you Understand me?"


    Trevor nodded in agreement, and didn''t say anything else as he was awaiting for Jack to speak the rest of the plan.


    And so Jack did, "Tomorrow, you will come back here. I will give you another 20 Grand, once you finish the Job I''ll give you the rest of the money and buy you a plane ticket back to Manchester."

 Its too Risky

    The next day, everything starts getting in motion. Everyone is doing what they have been assigned to do, although some might be putting in more work than others.


    Jack for example, has made his way to the gym early in the morning. A gym he never has been before actually, he needs some time alone and there is nothing that clears the mind more than sweating it all out.


    He got in a corner, and put himself on a treadmill. He can''t be lifting weights, because he doesn''t want any attention. And with muscles as huge as his, attention is inevitable although it might not be from girls.


    He needs some time alone, because of what Trevor said last night. The first Blackmailer who tortured Anna mentally, has died when Jack knocked him out with a right punch.


    Of course Jack wouldn''t think twice about killing a Blackmailer, but his guilt is still taking over. As much as he helped and still wants to help Anna, murder isn''t in his blood. Odd for a Blood sucking Vampire ha.


    After the gym, he walked back home for a nice long shower. There, he contemplated his decisions and doings. Counting the wrongs and the rights, trying to determine if he has rights to continue with all of this.


    He has no regret that he helped Anna, he would do it for anyone. And furthermore, this little illegal firm has been torturing many women so far, it isn''t easy on the mental state to be Blackmailed with explicit body pictures.


    That''s where Jack''s guilt met an end almost completely, these Blackmailers have no shame or mercy on these ladies. So why should he?


    Jack won''t be killing anyone soon, that''s not the plan but if the situation reaches to that point, decapitation is easy with a hand able to melt metal.


    He ate a little breakfast, nothing fancy shmancy. Just a couple of boiled eggs, a sliced rye bread and a glass of milk. These are foods small in size, but packed in vitamins.


    Coach Hudson Lace doesn''t want his fighter to eat Eggs more than twice a week, but hey let today be a cheat for relief''s sake.


    Afterwards, he went out in aims of reaching the bank. He needs to get 20,000 Pounds out of his bank account, he tends to be private about his money but just in case someone tries to jump him, it is clear who would the odds favour.


    Now, he will need to head back to Ali''s little Restaurant and wait for Trevor the Blackmailer. They haven''t picked a specific time for him to come, but this kind of work where Trevor doesn''t need to threaten anyone, jobs can be done early.


    Even if they aren''t done early, Jack can wait all day if he has too. It isn''t difficult to sit in one place and Ali isn''t one to avoid hospitality. He is a nice middle aged man, helped Jack and Anna without knowing them enough and even tied the Blackmailer down.


    Him letting Jack just hang around for a while and let the deal be made here doesn''t even fit Ali, he is used to helping more.


    ...


    "Aaaa you''re here." Ali spoke, his enthusiasm high and actual joy to see Jack. This felt nice to see, he felt at home.


    "Yes." Jack answered and shut the door gently, curious after to ask. "Has Trevor showed up yet?"


    "No Habibi, 100% sure. I''ve taken the first shift today and gave my young apprentice a day off." Shutting down the little window where he hands take out, Ali continued. "I''ll stay here for three shifts if I have to, we will set your lady free today."The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.


    "Nice." Jack answered shortly, but no doubt has much appreciation for all of Ali''s effort. Afterwards he requested, "Can you make me a cup of coffee please?"


    "Already on it, heavy or light?" Ali asked swiftly.


    "Light." You would think such a large heavy man drinks heavy coffee but no.


    As Jack waited, he took in the little Restourant''s calming atmosphere. It''s small and it doesn''t have fancy tables and such but it''s clean and stench free, it is easy to determine that Ali keeps this place clean. It is easy to determine once looking at his personal hygiene, he is neat as a pen and his face has one of the clearest skin Jack ever saw.


    The smell of meat here also adds a good characteristic, it is a blessing to his nose and in some indirect ways makes him hungry although he just ate.


    The second when Ali brought Jack his cup of coffee, Trevor walked in the shop casually obviously with aims to not grab any attention.


    Ali walked around the table and locked the door, they don''t need any customers walking in when talks about illegal activities are in process. Ain''t nobody stopping anybody from snitching to the Coppers.


    "I bring you some news man." Trevor instantly stated, sitting on a chair across Jack and carrying a smile actually.


    "Do tell." Jack answered lightly, not giving stress so Trevor can explain better.


    He also noticed that Trevor looks less disgusting this time, he has shaved and he smells nice too. His hair is also carrying less dandruff, while last time Jack could spot a lot more breaking out when there was a chunk of meat in Trevor''s mouth.


    Trevor likely got his cut from that 20k last night, and when money is earned personal hygiene becomes a little bit easier.


    "The firm will be out of London for a while, they want to settle a deal with some legal firm they want to invest money on. They want to give cold hard cash for 10% of the profits, I made some excuse to stay here." Throughout this little explanation, Jack didn''t interrupt at all and he didn''t even speak when Trevor ended his sentences.


    Feeling that Jack might have not caught up entirely with this, he added. "They will leave all their computers here, all the laptops and phones even that keep everything, every girl under Blackmail."


    Sipping his coffee once, Jack finally answered. "This will make your job easier then."


    With a disagreeing face, Trevor answered. "Yes in a way, but in another way it will make everything more complicated. The Guards will still remain there, and if they notice a newcomer jumping from computer to computer they will put a gun on my neck."


    You might be wondering where Anna is, well she is at home sleeping. Jack found it best for her not to get mixed up in this anymore, she already has enough trauma and shouldn''t stand close to the Blackmailer.


    She needs some time to recover from this trauma, although Jack is handling everything now and relieved her from a lot of burden, her emotional wounds will still take time to heal. She wanted to marry that dead Blackmailer for fuck''s sake.


    With the thought of suspicion in mind, and his coffee cup surrounded by his hand, Jack decided to ask. "I''m guessing they have no suspicion on you about last night, if you ratted me out I will burn your whole firm down."


    His face getting red and not because of shyness come to think of it, a sweat broke over his forehead as he explained. "Nono, if they knew that I actually made some deal with you, they would be the ones to kill me. I''m not there long enough, and mercy is the one thing they do not have."


    "Good, you can do your job then." Jack got back to his main point here of course.


    "About that, I thought it over and I feel sure that taking the risk of being shot dead for 60 grand is nothing but stupid." Well, here we go, the Blackmailer''s twist.


    "How much do you want?" Jack asked, as he broke the cup full of hot coffee on his hand, trying to hold himself from knocking this man out.


    Breaking more and more sweats, feeling like a fountain, Trevor replied. "I''ll cut it short to you, if you pay me 150 grand I will delete every file there from the computer and the drive, I''ll even throw everything from the window if you want to."


    As Jack heard him out, ignoring the minor pain on his left hand, the table broke in two! Not because Jack put his weight on it but heated his hand up instead.


    Trevor glanced at Jack''s hand and almost fell along with the table a couple seconds before. Peeking at his left, he saw that Ali is giving him [Trevor] a hateful glare and twirling a chef''s coat on his hand. Seeing that death might be close, he decided to state. "I can do 120 if you want too!"


    Shaking the coffee off his hand, in a low tone Jack answered. "I''ll give you 150k, but if you fail me... I''ll personally behead all of you."