A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

The intersection was really dark as the people who were forced to sign the relocation consent forms had already moved out.
Python and dozens of his men were standing there with cigarettes in their mouths as they sneered at Finnegan. “I’ll give you
another chance, kid. I’ll spare your life if you hand your property over to me and have your sister keep me company for a few
days.” “You want me to just hand over my house and my sister?” “That’s right! Otherwise, I will kill you and the rest of your family!
Oh, and we’ll be sure to take turns with your sister before killing her!” Python replied with a smug grin. There was a cold glint in
Finnegan’s eyes as he exuded a terrifying aura. He cared the most about his family, so Python was as good as dead to Finnegan
the moment he threatened to hurt them. Python shuddered when he felt the same chilling sensation from earlier that day. “Hey,
kid, I suggest you—” Swoosh! Finnegan cut him off with a slap that was as fast as lightning. Not only was Python sent flying from
the impact, but it even knocked out all of his teeth. Finnegan followed up with a roundhouse kick, knocking four of the nearest
thugs down to the ground. Before the fifth thug even realized what was going on, Finnegan had knocked him out with a powerful
hook to the jaw. All of that happened in less than two seconds. “What the f*ck are you all standing around for? Get him! Hack him
to pieces and finish his family off!” Python shouted while covering his toothless mouth with one hand as he lay on the ground, all
curled up in pain. Having been snapped out of their dazed state, the dozens of thugs quickly raised their weapons and
surrounded Finnegan. Finnegan opened his left palm, revealing thin silver needles that he had been concealing. Unlike the
typical silver needles that were used for treatments in acupuncture, that needle was a weapon designed specifically for killing. As
eight of the thugs slashed at Finnegan with their machetes, he swung his left hand and tossed eight of those silver needles at
them. The silver needles quickly buried themselves deep within the thugs’ bodies and disappeared almost instantly. The next
thing they knew, the eight thugs had collapsed to the ground and were convulsing violently while frothing at their mouths. What
the... What just happened? What the f*ck did he just do to them? Python shuddered in fear as he shouted, “Get him! All of you,
attack at the same time!” While the thugs were still frozen in shock, Finnegan spun around in circles and continued tossing out
the silver needles with pinpoint accuracy. Soon, dozens of thugs were convulsing on the ground and frothing at the mouth like
rabid dogs. Python swallowed a mouthful of blood and saliva as his face turned pale. He was trembling uncontrollably in fear.
When Finnegan shifted his gaze to him, Python quickly got on his knees and begged for mercy, saying, “P-Please spare my life,
Sir! I won’t cause you any more trouble! Besides, I work for Leo, so you can’t afford to hurt me anyway!” He was in so much fear
that he would say anything to save his life. Finnegan simply stood there in silence with his arms behind his back. Fearing that he
would end up like the rest of his men, Python continued to kneel and didn’t dare make any sudden moves. A few minutes later, a
bright red Ferrari and a Hummer came speeding toward them. “That’s Leo’s car!” Python exclaimed in joy when he saw the
Hummer in the back. Thinking he no longer had a reason to fear Finnegan, he stood up and said gleefully, “As I said, I work for
Leo, and Leo is Mr. Calandrino’s right-hand man! You’re done for this time!” Finnegan simply let out a nonchalant chuckle without
saying a word. The two cars pulled up beside them one after the other, and a gorgeous woman in a red dress stepped out of the
car. “Whoa! I’ve never seen a woman that hot before! Did Leo find himself a new girlfriend?” Python said while ogling the woman.
A man with tanned skin and an icy-cold expression got out of the Hummer shortly after. The look on his face changed the

moment he heard Python’s remark. He ran forward and sent Python flying with a swift kick to the chest. “Do you have a death
wish or something? You’re talking about Ms. Wahlstrom!” Python’s face was filled with fear as he coughed up a mouthful of
blood. “Ms. Wahlstrom? Y-You mean...” Leonardo Terrano shot him a fierce glare as he said, “She’s Alisha Wahlstrom of the
Wahlstrom family in Bellridge!” Alisha Wahlstrom of the Wahlstrom family in Bellridge? That means she’s the granddaughter of
Theoden Wahlstrom, the head of the underworld of Walund in the Southern Region! Even Tyrone Calandrino, the head of
Jadeborough’s underworld, works for her grandfather! Python was so terrified that he ignored the pain tearing through his chest
and crawled up to Alisha. “I’m sorry, Ms. Wahlstrom! I didn’t know it was you!” Alisha ignored him and glanced at the people
around her. She then walked up to Finnegan and asked, “Are you Mr. Larkin?” Her grandfather had told her to look for a man
named Finnegan Larkin, but Finnegan looked so young that she wasn’t sure if she had the right guy. Python peed his pants in
fear when he saw the boss of his boss speaking politely to Finnegan. After taking a moment to get an eyeful of her feminine
charms, Finnegan said, “Your grandfather sure knows how to send the right person for the job!” That was when Alisha knew she
had found the person she was looking for. Recalling her grandfather’s instructions before she left, Alisha lowered her head and
said apologetically, “I’m sorry I was late.” “Yes, you were indeed a little late. My family and I would probably have been killed if I
wasn’t skilled in combat. Well, you arrived just in time to clean up the scene, so I suppose you’re not too late either. Also, I want
to know who it was that helped Tristan Properties withhold the relocation funds.” “I will be sure to provide you with a satisfactory
answer, Mr. Larkin,” Alisha replied while glaring at Python. It was at that moment that Python knew he had really screwed up big
time. “Please forgive me, Mr. Larkin! I really had no idea that you and Ms. Wahlstrom knew each other! Please spare my life!” he
pleaded with tears rolling down his cheeks, but Finnegan ignored him completely and went inside the house. Python was already
a dead man to Finnegan the moment he threatened to hurt his family. Alisha waited until Finnegan was out of sight before saying
coldly, “Clean up this mess and dispose of the trash. Also, I want Tyrone to personally give me a proper explanation!” Leonardo
stepped forward and knocked Python out with a swift kick to the head. He shuddered as he looked at the thugs who were lying
unconscious on the ground. “Who is that guy, Ms. Wahlstrom? Why are you—” Alisha cut him off with, “Don’t ask questions that
you’re not supposed to know the answer to.” She then paused for a few seconds before continuing, “To be honest, I don’t know
who he is either.” She had tried asking Theoden about Finnegan’s identity, but she didn’t manage to get an answer. Theoden had
simply told her to obey Finnegan’s orders, even if he wanted to sleep with her. If he didn’t ask to sleep with her, then she was to
try to create an opportunity to do so. Of course, she didn’t tell Leonardo about that, as it was too embarrassing and ridiculous.
Leonardo didn’t dare ask any further when he received no answer from Alisha. He turned around and walked off to perform his
duties as instructed. Later that night, when Desmond, Quiana, and Rhiannon were fast asleep, Finnegan received a text
message from Alisha that read: Killian and Python are the ones behind the withholding of the relocation funds. Finnegan broke
into a sneer after he read that text. How does a mere thug like Python have the right to work with Killian? He replied: Do not let
Jadeborough’s underworld get involved in Tristan Properties’ demolition and relocation activities