The Traps of Black Swan

Leon's men were trying to look through every vehicle. As the roads narrowed down to fewer roads to reach the Rivas hospital, Leon's men were more and their attention was also high.

At each traffic signal, his men were checking out the cars and vehicles. More than thrice, they ended up seizing different upper circle men and women.

In the same way, their attention fell on the expensive bike speeding on the road. For more than a few miles, they were alerting the different groups of men to check on riders who were on the bike.

Due to good control over speed and traffic, the bike often rode away before the signal could turn red. Hence they were preparing to shoot the driver or the wheel of the bike or stop the bike in the middle of the road.

Before they could take action, the bike stopped. The closest man near to the bike was celebrating internally after identifying Shawn.

Leon's men who noticed Shawn, immediately uttered, "Shawn Rivas." It was an alarm to his group of men to be cautious. This time they needed to complete the job else Leon would kill them with no mercy.

Shawn stood pretending to be starting his bike and turning it off. Just to make their acting look flawless. However, he was itching to snap the man's head.

Aaron removed his helmet and complained, trying his best to appear like he was in extreme emergency. In short, he was giving them a chance to kidnap him without hassle on the road. "Damn…" He checked the time on his wristwatch, "I need to reach the hospital quickly, Shawn. I am late already." However, his expression was still stoic.

Shawn turned around and watched his brother, 'Bro, you are worse than me in acting.' He thought.

The man next to them stared at Aaron in astonishment. He was feeling like he won a billion worth lottery prize. So he had no time to think about any oddness.

When he heard Aaron's voice, an idea appeared in his mind. It was more like Aaron had shoved that idea into his mind. "Sir, do you need to reach the hospital?" He blurted out.

His phone was down in his hands so he didn't hear his men scolding him, [Why the f**k did you take the hospital name?] Not just one, there were many voices.

Shawn was inarticulate while Aaron pretended to be unheard of. He played dumb, "Oh yeah." He turned around looking at the vehicles passing by, "Shawn, I will hail a taxi. Call somebody to pick the bike."

Shawn was fishing for his mobile when the man suddenly shifted in front of Aaron and pointed to a car, "You seemed to be in a hurry. Let me drop you in my car."

Shawn and Aaron glanced at each other. Their faint nods went unnoticed by others and the latter responded, "That's great, thank you."

Aaron was so casual at the moment that the man felt no fear and held no guard up. He saw Aaron voluntarily walking towards the car and looked back at Shawn who called Roach and was reporting.

"My bike got into a repair at Southgate road. Send someone..."

The man interjected quickly while Shawn let Roach hear the conversation, "Sir, I have a friend who has a superbike garage. How about you rest with your fellow mate, I will deliver the bike?" He was a little smart this time without mentioning Aaron as a brother.

Humans are greedy and they always fall into the number trap. When they get nothing, they hope to get at least one. When they have one, they will crave more. That man wanted Shawn too.

Well, not just him. Leon's men were satisfied and hoped Shawn to quickly agree just like Aaron. After all, the golden-spooned people never liked to stay on the road and wait.

Shawn glanced at Aaron, who got in the car when another man politely spoke taking the driver seat. 'Such good teamwork.' He thought.

Aaron had the emergency, so it wouldn't appear to be odd to agree easily. Shawn planned to join his brother, it wasn't because he was scared or Aaron couldn't manage. If they were together, they would have one less thing to be worried about.

He wanted to reject, yet they should ask him again so he carefully responded hiding his real emotions, "No, no, how could I trouble you guys more? Please drop my brother safely, I will handle it here."

The car Aaron just took, drove front, and halted by them. Shawn's eyes scanned the vehicle. It was a six-seater car including a driver seat. If they sit congested, they could sit eight. It wasn't suited for kidnapping.

The man hurriedly responded as Shawn had already told somebody about the location, "No, No… It's no trouble." Meantime, he tried to push Shawn towards the car.

Aaron could guess Shawn's idea. He had expected them to take him only. Since they were asking for more trouble, Aaron interjected. "Shawn, get in quickly. We can reimburse them accordingly."

Only Shawn knew how they were going to reimburse them. Pitying the car riders, Shawn got in the car. "Okay, okay…" He got inside.

Shawn was expecting the man to go to the front seat, but he pushed him further close to Aaron and got inside the car. "Drive…" He ordered the man who was in the driving seat.

They weren't women to fit three easily. Fully grown men, congested in a row to sit in the car, Shawn silently mourned for the man next to him. He swore he was going to crack the man's neck.

Shawn imagined how Aarvi would react if she saw his situation, cramped between two men. He could clearly predict Aarvi rolling on the couch, laughing her heart out. Once he used to have women around him, now men. He felt a shudder run down his spine.

"Bro, could you please shift to the center?" He appeared like they were going on an outing with friends and he needed a window seat.

Aaron could imagine his little brother's discomfort. But it hadn't been a minute. "I am not used to being surrounded like you, my brother." He gave a sarcastic response.

Shawn snorted. He sat straight, shifting his position to the front. He will wait for them to take deviation and attack them to make them unconscious.

Leon's men speechlessly looked at two brothers. The driver had his eyes more on the rearview mirror instead of the road.

After a small distance, he stopped the car. The man bluntly lied, "My friends are on the way." One man took the shotgun seat and another man got on the backseat.

Shawn slowly read the men around them. They were wearing cheap leathers, torn jeans, trousers, and a shirt or T-shirt. Their appearance was unkempt, probably unbathed for a few days.

They looked like local gang members who would scare people for money, or just be hired by some influential men to show their strength. He didn't feel like they were from Mocon because the man at the shotgun seat was checking the map to confirm they were on the right road. It confirmed to him Leon bought new men and more men for his plans.

"Drive fast, I don't have time." Aaron purposefully added so that they don't get suspicious, yet.

The men rolled their eyes hearing Aaron's orders. Those men glanced at each other. The man who was at the back took the cue. He reached under the seat and took out a long iron bar.. He was confident that one hit on their head would be enough to make them unconscious.