From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50: The One Behind It All

The students who had ended up in the hospital didn’t return for the day, leaving Max’s classroom noticeably empty.

Several seats sat vacant, and yet Max could still feel nearly every pair of eyes on him.

Some students silently wondered how he was even allowed to remain at school, but most had convinced themselves it wasn’t Max’s fault. Surely the teachers must have seen it that way too, why else would he still be here?

Still, after witnessing what he had done, their nerves were on edge. Every time Max so much as moved in his seat, stood up, or turned his head, others would twitch or flinch instinctively.

Max had even noticed how, when he walked past other students’ desks, they would become oddly possessive over their pencils, either slipping them back into their cases or pushing them far out of reach, away from Max entirely.

’This is good,’ Max thought as he rested his head on the desk and closed his eyes. ’Now I don’t have to focus on school or deal with anything. I can just rest.’

It was clear to everyone that Max was completely checked out, sleeping in the corner of the classroom, not paying attention to a single thing.

Some of the students were even pointing it out to Mr. Macanzie using hand signals, too afraid to speak in case they accidentally woke Max up. Yet, Mr. Macanzie chose to leave him alone, acting as if Max wasn’t even there.

Finally, the bell rang, signaling the end of the day, and Max was free to head home. He turned around to glance back at the school building.

’I have a feeling things are going to start changing tomorrow. Now that I’ve made my move, it’s bound to ruffle some feathers around here... I need to prepare as much as I can with the time I have.’

For Max, that meant heading to the gym once more, to stay sharp, keep his edge, and work out exactly what moves he could make without alerting the family member watching him or having the entire school turn on him.

To get back into the shape he was in before, it would take him at least six months.

Max’s instincts were right. As night fell and the city lights took over, movements were already underway in the background.

Downtown, in the lively streets brimming with energy, bars, restaurants, pool halls, karaoke lounges, and all kinds of youth-centered entertainment buzzed with life. The majority of people in the area were university students, so Dipter and his two companions, Jay and Snide, blended in perfectly.

That’s when they spotted the place they were looking for—The Cube.

It was a nightclub that was impossible to miss at night, with a giant Rubik’s cube protruding from its front facade. Well-known as one of the most popular clubs in the area, it had a reputation for drawing in large crowds.

Even now, at 10 PM on a weekday, not even a Friday, the queue outside stretched down the street. That alone was a testament to the venue’s popularity.

But for Dipter and his friends, they walked straight past the velvet rope, heading directly to the entrance.

"What the heck? Who do they think they are, just skipping the line like that?" one man muttered from the queue.

Immediately, Dipter turned to look at the man and offered nothing but a smirk. As he moved forward, the two bouncers at the door nodded in acknowledgment, allowing him through without a word.

"Make sure that guy never gets in, ever again," Dipter said loud enough for everyone nearby to hear. "He should learn to mind his own business."