Himself, his mom, dad, brother, and one panditji to check the horoscope and fix the date. My parents and sisters welcomed them and asked them to take ...their seats on the sofa in our big hall. I was breathing hard and sweating with excitement inside the kitchen.I was preparing snacks and coffee for them. After some time, my parents and sisters called me from outside. My sisters came inside the kitchen to help me place the snacks plates and coffee cups on a big plate. Slowly, my sisters bought me. Six hours later the bowl was gone and he went to sleep.This was Zax’s routine in the past seven and a half months.... Day 257.WOANG!WOANG!WOANG!... An alarm sound woke Zax. Inside the vault, red lights were flashing.Next, the vault began to shake, from mildly to violently, and yet to Zax the disturbance was no more than a slight inconvenience simply due to his weakened state.“Outside?” Zax hoarsely uttered.Down on the floor, his line of sight fell on the window, where he noticed odd shadows. ”“No, sir, I said we needed time to discuss this between ourselves. Now that I have a complete picture—well, not complete but perhaps a sightly better one—I know what we need to make this work maybe a little better; at least for six of us. The other two are much more complicated.”“Are you trying to negotiate? There’s no negotiation, son. If you don’t disrobe, Mr Abover will assist you. Start now.”“You misunderstood, sir, I’m not negotiating, I’m telling you how this will proceed. I found out. I mean, you're a ... legend..." I'm a what?" Jeff snapped."Sir, Sergeant Gomez says you have a gift. It's a rarity when someone on a team you're in charge of dies. Even then, you bring everyone back — every time, and you always accomplish your mission; usually more. And they only give you the most difficult missions. Sir, they're using your missions for training. I've studied hard. I've excelled in everything they taught me at Quantico, and at the training at our base. I can shoot with the best.