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Handler XX: Stock Maestro-Chapter 19: Old Rat
Chapter 19: Old Rat
A footstep approached the door as Marie climbed the toilet seat to reach the window,
"Fuck"
He steadied her and let out a loud moan. Marie turned sharply. What the hell?
He kept going. She caught on and joined in.
The footsteps faded.
"You’re a dirty man— Unholy being" Marie chuckled as she climbed out.
"I might be unholy but it’s to save our ass right now" Trent laughed softly as he climbed the toilet seat.
"I thought you were angry with me"
"Why should I be?" She looked at him as he climbed out of the window.
"I was just angry at the old bastard— you did act suspicious though"
"Now’s not the time, yeah? Tell me, what’s going on?"
Trent looked around to check if there was anyone watching,
"Newton’s betrayed us" he whispered.
"I think Anton has too but I’m not sure"
She looked at him, surprised but quiet processing what he’d said.
"Newton has been acting suspicious but I don’t believe Anton will"
Trent scratched his head,
"I’ve known Anton forever— last person that’ll want me dead"
"Let’s move— I’ll explain on the way"
Trent sighted a man with an assault rifle wrapped around his arm as they approached a corner and signaled Marie to halt.
He snuck up to the Man and knocked him unconscious, pulling his body into the corner.
"I think they’ve surrounded us"
He could feel his pulse quickening. Two missions done and Two deaths witnessed— was this about to be his third? He clenched his fist.
He took the rifle from the man and gave Marie his pistol.
"I already have mine— keep them" she raised her blouse to show her guns.
How in hell did she get two guns?
They continued to the area with vehicles and when Trent tried to force his way into a car nearby, he triggered the alarm system.
"Fuck"
One of Dewt’s men sighted them trying to break in and shot at them.
"Shit" Marie ducked, opening the door of the driver’s seat while Trent shot back with his pistol.
She pushed the passenger’s door open as Trent shot at Dewt’s men that were closing in.
"Get in!!!"
Trent shot the tires of the cars close by and rushed in, closing the door
The men fired at the glass as Marie sped towards them with her head ducked on the wheel while Trent shot with the rifle.
As she drove past the men, Dewt, Bleu and Bison stepped out of the cafe. Bison pulled out his gun and aimed for their tire but missed.
"Can you tell me what the fuck is going on right now?!" She yelled at Trent. Her hands were shaking on the wheels.
Trent exhaled as he placed the rifle down,
"Newton is working with Kraven’s Intelligence"
"How do you know that? This could be the NIA’s madness or some misunderstanding again" she yelled again, increasing the speed.
"Hey, calm down" Trent held her shoulder
"Calm down? You’re telling me to calm down when we’re being chased right now?"
Trent looked back, there was no car in chase but they were most probably being followed since it was a straight path.
He noticed the woodland at the side of the road.
"Stop the car"
"What?" She turned to him, furious.
"We’re going to run into the woodland and escape— we should be able to stall for time" he explained.
"Just like Diamond Man in Chapter 35" he muttered.
"Just like what?!" She asked, confused as she came to a halt.
"So we just park it here?"
"No— wait here, let me bring that stone" he pointed at a stone at the corner.
"No need— there’s a bat here" she opened the back seats door and took a bat out.
"Perfect"
Trent turned the car back on and held the accelerator down firmly and diving out as he set the car in motion.
"Straight road ahead— should buy us time"
"Hurry, I can hear cars coming"
They ran into the woodland and hid. Immediately, a convoy passed the place they’d hidden.
"Let’s go— we’ll head deeper into Von." Marie signalled him as the sounds faded.
"I doubt we’ll be able to escape if Newton has the backings I think he does" Trent groaned as he stood up.
As they stepped out and ran back towards the direction of the cafe, a bike sped past them and stopped sharply, turning to them.
Shit— What sort of video game bullshit is this?
He glanced at Marie— she’d pulled out her guns and aimed at the biker.
He steadied the rifle on his hand and prepared to fire but the biker shouted raising his hands up.
"It’s me, Twerp!"
Anton?
Trent gulped, tightening his grip on the rifle. What if Anton was a part of this?
"It’s Anton— Thank the Stars" Marie said as she lowered her gun, breathing a sigh of relief.
Trent lowered his gun as she walked towards Anton but Anton drew out his weapon immediately and pointed it towards them,
"Fuck" Trent quickly held the gun up to fire but Marie turned back
She’d sensed it— Anton wasn’t aiming at them, he was aiming at something else.
"Duck!!!" She yelled at Trent as she shot at the car coming behind Trent.
Trent ducked, spun, and fired.
He dropped the driver while Marie and Anton handled the rest.
Anton came down from the bike,
"What was that, twerp? You almost shot me"
Marie glanced at Trent, "It’s been a very tense day, Anton... And it’s still morning"
Trent looked at Anton— his father figure growing up. He didn’t look like he’d come to hurt them
"I’m sorry about that, Chief"
Anton raised his brow at him, "You would’ve pulled it, huh?" he said, chuckling.
"Good call, Kid"
"Excellent job, wildling"
He placed his hands on their shoulders as he walked past towards the car.
"What’s happening?" Marie asked, following behind him,
"That old foggy has switched sides" he replied with a grunt as he pulled the body from the front passenger’s seat.
"He told me about that already, is there anything else?"
"What?" Anton turned to them surprised, "How did you know about it?" He looked at Trent.
"Theo— he has a friend, Angela. She’s a super hacker" Trent lied.
"Doesn’t explain it"
They stared at him, waiting for an explanation.
"I don’t think this is a great place for a conversation"
"Yeah... They’ll be back soon"
"Who’s they? And why are you guys even in Von. Are you here to save me?"
"Save you?" Trent scoffed, "I won’t point my gun at you if I came to save you. Newton gave us a mission" freewēbnoveℓ.com
"He gave me one too— super urgent as he’d put it"
"That old man has crossed the line" Marie groaned as she entered the back seat.
"I’ve got a safe house inside the city— I hope it’s still alright"
Trent slid into the front passenger’s seat while Anton took the driver’s.
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"So, about this Angela— Tell me more" Anton spoke as he steered the wheel
"You should keep your eyes on the road— we had people on our tail" Trent responded.
"I’ve been driving before you were born, Twerp. Answer the question"
"It’s confidential" Trent muttered
"Confidential. Right..." Marie scoffed
"What’s that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing... Just answer the question"
"Does the couple have a problem?" Anton snapped at both of them
"No— you know what? Yes" Marie snapped back.
"You’re hiding things— my assets reappear after a meeting, then you hire someone around the old bastard? Do you think I’m stupid?"
Trent turned to her, surprised.
"You’re suspecting me of working with your father? How does that make sense?"
It all connected perfectly— if Kraven could get to Newton, they definitely had someone inside the program to give Morlov information, hence the reason he knew to call him 87.
He’d meant collecting the asset back as a gift and hadn’t even had time to tell her about it.
Just how does he tell them that his source was from Kraven’s intelligence?
Wasn’t this the same as being a traitor?
"What? Cat’s got your tongue?"
"Both of you, calm the fuck down" Anton snapped at them.
Trent’s phone rang as he opened his mouth to explain. Fuck.
Unknown number— he ignored it.
"Who’s that?" Anton asked, glancing at him.
"Probably his new girlfriend" Marie scoffed.
His phone buzzed— a message
YOU DEAD ALREADY?
What a terrible timing. The call came in again and he picked the phone,
"Miss Serta, this is a very bad time to be calling"
"Right..." Marie huffed and turned away
"You’ll want to listen carefully— we sent a little gift to the higher ups in your program and the duck’s on the run"
"Where?" Trent asked— low, cold tone.
"He should be arriving at Von to tie up lose ends soon— Enjoy" she chuckled, hanging up.
"Newton’s coming to clean house," Trent muttered, sliding his phone away.
Anton raised a brow. "How do you know?"
Marie scoffed. "Confidential, obviously..."
Anton’s phone buzzed immediately,
ELIMINATE NEWTON-11. AGENTS ON STANDBY FOR COMMAND
He exhaled. "We’ll talk later."
He racked his gun. "Let’s kill the old rat."
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