My love is blocked by your throne

The extra 8

From the moment it exited the gates of the University Of West - one of the best universities in London - a dark-skinned man with a creamy hair who used a skeatboard that overtakes all the vehicles in front of him with great agility. meandering no matter the sound of a screaming horn. He conquered the hot streets.

Even the two cars that were chasing him were left far behind when he slipped into the narrow street and appeared again on the highway with a position that was already further ahead there.

Shifts ...

The driver of the car chasing him can only curse, especially when the kribo laughs at him from the front there, while doing the celebration. The chase arena is a unique sight this afternoon. Like in an Action movie, where several cars chase a man who just boarded the Skeatboard and ended with the defeat of the pursuers, after a lucky collision due to the action pursued.

But not so with this story. The time of 'the hunt' is no longer hockey. when road conditions do not give him a chance to run. Almost 'the predator' found. Even the remaining distance is not up to two meters that erode them now. But, in this precarious atmosphere, an majesty occurred.

A shiny red Sport car, barged into the arena, overtaking two cars driven 'the predator' and, almost hit the 'the hunted' but the man kribo actually made it an opportunity.

His hand immediately held onto the car which was like a hovering speed. The hunt was saved, leaving behind a swearing oath of all who pursue.

"thank you, sir." Sri kribo said while flanking his skeatboard in the armpit, and ready to step away from the god of salvation, who had just got out of his shiny luxury car.

"Alex Gupta."

The man stopped his innocent steps, as the handsome-faced savior called out his full name. He was known as Brian Smith. Only the closest people know that his real name is Alex Gupta.

Alex stepped back, then his eyeballs immediately looked at the handsome face leaning on his luxurious car meticulously. As if I didn't want to miss an inch. "Who, you?"

"The wrong question, Alex." The man pulled the corner of his lips, forming a fleeting smile that could be interpreted as a sneer as well. "You're supposed to ask me, what do you want?"

"OK." Alex held up one hand, while the loyal one flanked his skeathboard. "OKs. I'm mistaken. I should have understood that there was no way you would just want to help me" the man said with a grin. Maybe he was cheering on his own authority.

"Consider, I happened to find you being chased by Darel's men, the most feared mobster in the country," said the young man who once again made Alex stunned.

He must realize now, if the handsome-faced man defeated the handsome star of the film is not a random person. It was evident from the first he could tell who Alex was. And the man can also tell that Alex is being chased by Darel's men, a mobster who is most feared.

"What do you want from me, and what can I get from you" Alex said without further ado.

The man threw the car contact he was holding onto Alex. Although the movement was very fast, Alex managed to catch on with reflex.

"Payment at the beginning," he said.

Alex almost rounded his eyes, but stopped when he realized that he did not look tacky in the eyes of his new prospective clients. But his gaze immediately roared at the latest sports car, as if the gaze of a Casanova when finding prey.

"Deal," he said immediately without needing to ask, what kind of job.

"If you break the deal ..." The man, who Alex has not identified, grabbed his iPhone from his pocket and made a video call with someone. They were engaged in a foreign-language conversation. And immediately end the video call about a minute later.

Alex was seen gulping with a pias face, but only for a split second. Because he briefly saw who the man's interlocutor was in the video. That was Darel. The Mafia in London.

That is, if Alex broke the cooperation, the handsome man would definitely hand it over to Darel. And it can be ascertained that in the hands of Darel, Alex will be made like a baby bolster. Alex shuddered in silence.

"What should I do?" ask Alex

"My company database was hacked, find out who did it and retaliate against who was behind it!"

"What kind of retaliation do you want?" Alex looked at the man in front of him.

"Give me all the data, and I'll meet you back to tell you what to do!" tell the man. And immediately turned the body was about to leave.

"How do I contact you?" ask Alex quickly.

"I'll call you. All the data is now on your phone." Along with the dot at the end of the sentence from the man, a notification came in on Alex's phone.

"Eh, Sir. At least I want to know who I'm working for." Once again Alex held back the handsome man's footsteps with her words.

"Damaresh William." After mentioning his name, the man immediately continued his steps. Just two meters away from Alex, a mercy car pulled up nearby. And a bodyguard opened the door for Damaresh. The dashing body clad in a black suit immediately disappeared behind the door of the car that drove him away leaving Alex in a new car.

Guess who Alex Gupta really is. Yes, Alex is a hacker, whose mischief has put several companies out of business, until one of his victims uses the services of a mobster to catch Alex.

But in the meantime, luck has always sided with the dark-skinned Kribo. I don't know what will happen to him, if it has entered the circle of cooperation with a William Damaresh.

Author: I just want to say, be careful Alex. Looks like you've escaped the snake's nest, but you've actually entered the lion's den.

Just look at how many wrinkles Alex had on his forehead, when he saw the company's data from Damaresh's phone. "Syall!" swearing Alex while hitting the steering wheel of a car that just changed ownership in his name.

Alex wants to regret this partnership. But can it? I don't know, Alex was hesitant.

Tomorrow morning I'll have the data sent to me, Alex Gupta.

That's a text message from a Private number, which is certain that it must be a delivery from William Damaresh.

Argh. Alex wanted to scream, feeling frustrated.

What data was that Damaresh actually sending?

Why to make a reliable hacker class Alex feel difficulties?

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the answer is tomorrow. Next Part.His hands are kinky. Sorry if a lot of typo, Auto rush, chase time so you can up today.