Rick Austins was an incredibly successful man. He was the founder of a software company which made him earn two million dollars per month. Single and happy, Rick did not have any intentions to marry anyone even though he was going to turn 41 the next day.
I followed him through the streets of London. He was a way to find Rick Anderson, the leader of a terrorist organization. Rick was a good man before an incident took place in his life, it changed him. No one knows what happened to him.
He stood there watching with horror. The man in red liquid fallen in one of the garbage boxes. The boy who saw was shocked. He was unable to move a muscle. His body sweating, his heart racing like a Ferrari. He could not just look anywhere else. He fell down, into a deep black pit, in his worst nightmares. He fell unconscious.