Meanwhile, the man in question, Kane Bright had no idea that his whereabouts had been captured by not one but two people, and they had found out about his presence. He had gone into hiding the moment his scandal had broke out. His illegal activities had been broadcasted far and wide, and everybody in the nation knew about him. His clinic had been closed, and all his staff and assistants had been arrested. He was the only one who had managed to escape, and the police were on the lookout for him.

However, this was not what made him go into hiding and escape from the world. No. It was because he knew his doom was near, and he had offended the man he should never have offended. More than the police, it was Jared and his men he was afraid of, and coming out before him was nothing but inviting his own death. Jared was nothing but news of death for him, and to avoid the man who held the reins of his life, Kane had disappeared without informing anyone.

Kane had no idea who was responsible for his doom or who was the one who shot the video of him. But whoever it was, Kane had made a resolve to find him and torture him until he begged for death. He had no idea about the trap he had fallen into, nor did he know that everything was a plan, a plan so devious and carefully designed that even Jared would have to think twice to understand it.

Kane had been so fed up with staying in hiding and ordering food from the hotel that he decided to sneak out and breathe some air. His small and congested room suffocated him, and he wanted nothing more than to leave the place. Kane had taken shelter in a small hotel after the scandal had broken out. The hotel was nothing like the one he was accustomed to. It was a third-grade hotel where the rooms were smaller than his bathroom. The rooms were rarely cleaned and there was a putrid smell, that made him nauseous. However, he could do nothing.

This was the only hotel he could find at his time of emergency. Going to a top-tier hotel was out of option, and leaving the city was impossible for the police was searching for him. He could only stay put for the time being, bearing with the constricted room. However, he had had it enough, and he had decided to take a breather.

There was a small cafe a few meters away from the hotel, and he had decided to eat breakfast, skipping the bland and horrible hotel food for once. However, who knew that this reckless decision of his would only bring him to Jared.

Kane had ordered a lot of food, trying to savor the delicacy. Albeit the food being not that great as he was used to, it was at least better than the hotel's disgusting food. He ate everything he had ordered and licked his lips in satisfaction once his stomach and taste buds were satisfied. After paying the bill with the little amount of money he was left with, he had returned to his room.

Having nothing to do to pass his time, he lied down on the bed and stared at the ceiling, regretting the way things had turned out. "I need to move of the place soon. I cannot stay here for long. It will only raise suspicion."

He sighed lightly and cursed his bad luck as well as the person who brought him to this state. "Wait, how much money am I left with?" He got up at once when he remembered that he was running out of cash and soon he would be penniless. He pulled out all the money from his pockets, and they barely added to a hundred bucks. Kane then searched his luggage he had packed with him the day he had gone into hiding and went through all his clothes, checking them thoroughly.

However, even after searching all his clothes and the bag twice, he could only find another hundred bucks. He was now down to just two hundred bucks. "Shit," He cursed out loud and kicked the table in front of him. "Fuck. I just have two hundred bucks. How am I going to survive?"

Kane had been careful enough to withdraw a lot of money before he went into hiding. He knew that he needed money if he had to stay alive. He was well prepared. But what he did not know was that the money he had withdrawn would barely last a few weeks. He was now in grave need of money and he needed it before the hotel threw him away for not paying the rent.

He had no idea how to deal with the predicament he was in. Although he had a lot of cards with him, withdrawing money from the ATM was as risky as going out bare-faced in the open. Every ATM had a surveillance camera and he was sure that they would capture him the moment he made an entry. Moreover, the police were tracking his bank account and it would only push him closer to them the moment he swiped his card.

"I can ask the hotel assistant to help me," He muttered to himself. But the next moment he shook his head, discarding the idea as fast as it had come to him. "No way. Giving him my ATM card to withdraw money is like handing over all my savings to a thief. I cannot do that. What the heck should I do?" He shouted, anger and frustration eating his head slowly.

He dropped to his knees and held his head in his palms. He was almost on the verge of giving up. "I cannot go to the police. I cannot surrender to them. I am sure they will give me capital punishment for the crimes I have committed and seeking help from Jared is impossible. That snake will shoot me the moment I come before him. What do I do? What do I do?" He cried, his head throbbing from all the thinking and stress.

Kane sat in the same position for a long time, staring into space, not knowing how to overcome the problem he was in. The loud ringing of the bell startled him, bringing him out of his stupor. He knew who it was. The hotel manager had come to ask for the previous day's rent and Kane had the sudden urge to kill him and escape from the problem he was in. He got up slowly and stumbled his way towards the door. His legs had gone numb after sitting for long and it took him some time to steady himself.

Kane opened the door and just as he had predicted, the hotel manager had come to ask for rent. "Hello Sir, I am here to collect yesterday's rent." The man uttered the same words Kane had been accustomed to since his stay in the hotel. Although Kane wanted to slap the door on the man's face, he knew he could not do the mistake. Although the hotel looked horrible and broken, it belonged to a local thug, and annoying him and making another enemy out of him was the last thing he had in mind.

He reluctantly handed the remaining money he had with him. The manager smiled at him before departing. Now, Kane was left with nothing. He had become a popper. "Now, I have no choice. I will have to go to the ATM." He sighed lightly. "After withdrawing the money, I will have to move to another location. Damn that bastard who brought me to this situation. If I find him, I am going to kill that bastard." He hurled curses in the air, not caring about the people around him.

Kane's voice was so loud that everybody could hear him. Everybody turned to stare at him with weird expressions, disgusted by him. It was only after a few seconds had passed that Kane realized what he had done and he gritted his teeth in anger. He shut the door behind him with a loud bang.

Not wasting another moment, he started to pack his clothes. It did not take him much time to find all his clothes, for he had brought only a few shirts and pants with him, along with some underwear. He was done in no time and he searched the room once again to see if he had left anything by oversight.

He did not forget to take the toiletries the hotel had provided for him. Although they were of the lowest quality, he had no other choice but to settle for them for the time being. He could not afford to be seen by anyone. It had come as a miracle when the hotel manager had allowed him to stay in the hotel even though he had recognized him.

The man knew who Kane was and what he had done. But he had not reported to the police for which Kane was grateful. However, he did make use of this opportunity to make more money. Though the room rent was just a hundred and fifty bucks, he charged Kane two hundred. He knew the man had no choice, he would pay him even though it was not correct.

Kane was ready and not sparing another minute, he opened the door, ready to leave the hotel. However, the moment he took a step outside, a strong punch came landing on his face. He staggered back a few steps and an obvious bruise formed on his face. "Who the fuck dares to punch me?" He seethed, ready to punch the man back. However, his stance and demeanor changed completely when he noticed who it was.

"Running away once again, are we?" The man's lethal and deadly calm voice spoke, amusement dancing in his eyes.

Kane's doom had come knocking on his door. His worst nightmare was here, Jared was here.

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