Somewhere in London…

A man said “It’s not yet time for me to intervene. Shut it! None of this would happen if your troops aren’t stupid dipsticks!” He dropped the call and massaged his temples.

‘Things are getting out of hand. I have to think of a plan.’ This thought ran through his head as he drew a deep breath out of frustration.

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It was a very ordinary Saturday morning in Hounslow. Bridgette was busy with house chores while singing and dancing. Earphones plugged in, and at full volume, she listened to music on her phone. She’s only in her pink oversized T-shirt and skimpy shorts. To save time,...