The Billionaires Desires novel Chapter 74

Nathan’s POV

Two weeks,

That is how long we have been on the run, trying to make it out of these islands. I thought getting out of the island is the end of my troubles. Turns out I was wrong, our problems have only just begun. We had to struggle so desperately to stay alive. The people in charge of this mission are professionals indeed. They placed some thugs on all the islands nearby. They know I’ll try to escape someday so they had everywhere blocked in an effort to keep me trapped. You would be surprised at the number of thugs that were paid to kill me, you can’t even begin to imagine the kind of weapons these guys were carrying. It’s nothing short of a miracle that we had made it out alive. It’s all thanks to Ray and the little training I got from him while we were still trapped on that unknown island. But I still have a lot to learn from Ray, I still hesitate while pulling the trigger, and I still hold back from killing anyone. I only shoot to incapacitate my enemies, I don’t shoot to kill, I just can’t take a life, it’s just not right.

Canada…

That is where I’m forced to live in. Ray brought me to an abandoned warehouse that looked as if the former occupants had left in a hurry or something. It was so dirty, but I had no choice, I had to make do with what I had, after all, it is way better than the island where I had no roof over my head. Funny enough, my life isn’t the same again. I am now as broke as a peasant  I can’t show my face in the city, I can’t let my family know that I’m alive because it would raise a lot of questions that I have no answers to. I had to stay hidden for another four months, staying indoors while Ray had me trained harder, trying to get me to be ruthless and merciless. During this period, Ray went out to secretly recruit some men for me, this time, he did a thorough background check on each guy before vetting them. I never knew that you could recruit guys right out of the special forces, I guess it’s true when they said that every man has got a price. For the right amount of money, you could have anything you wanted. I stayed in the warehouse for four months, I never stepped a foot outside because Rat feared that the Schwartz brothers would find me and finish the job. I had no fucking choice, I stayed indoors until my security guards were hired, then went back to my city. It’s been eight months since I left the city. I spent three months on the island, then we spent almost a month on the road, finding our way out of the island, and now I’ve spent another four months.