ETHAN "I just called the paramedics to pick you just for the sake of he fact that you're a distant relative and I wouldn't want a taint on my name because of you." I stated as I walked back into the cafe to Bruce and he grunted trying to crawl over to me. I know what he was trying to do. Trying to retaliate in any way he can do he doesn't look stupid, so he doesn't look like he can't protect protect his aura and pride. "Stop trying to do that, boy. You would end up hurting yourself. Do you need a hand to sit?" I questioned and he glared at me. There was no more to be said as everything he would want to say was contained in that glare. "Alright, it's up to you then." Just then, I heard sirens blaring and I knew that it was the paramedics I had called for. "He's bleeding." I simply said when I walked up to them and after we exchanged pleasantries, I left them to do whatever they wanted to. "Take care of yourself, buddy. Next time try to keep your filthy dirty hands off people's
UNKNOWN POV I lingered in the hospital's dimly lit corridor, my eyes fixed on Bruce's room. The soft beeps of machines and hushed conversations created an eerie symphony. A nurse emerged, her expression grave. "He's stable, but..." Her voice trailed off, leaving me wondering. "...severe head trauma and potential amnesia," she continued, her words dripping with weight. My pulse quickened, a mix of curiosity and concern swirling within me. A doctor approached, clipboard in hand. "Mr. Walter's condition is critical. We're doing everything we can." A faint sense of satisfaction crept over me. Bruce, the man who had tormented so many, now lay vulnerable. "Will he remember?" a voice asked, laced with anxiety. The doctor's hesitation spoke volumes. "It's uncertain. The impact was severe." I melted into the shadows, my mind racing. Bruce's amnesia could upend everything. Later that night, I slipped into Bruce's room, the darkness swallowing me whole, only the clanking of my heels was
ETHANI stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, gazing out at the city skyline, feeling like a trapped animal. My mind raced with the weight of accusations, my heart heavy with frustration.How could they think I'd hurt Bruce?The news had spread like wildfire, fueling the whispers and pointed fingers. Bruce Walter, hospitalized with amnesia, and I was the prime suspect.A knot formed in my stomach as I scanned the office. Employees' hushed conversations halted as I passed, their accusing glances burning like embers.Fear and anger simmered beneath my surface, but I kept my expression neutral, refusing to give in.Only Reina knew the truth. I turned to her, my voice barely above a whisper, desperation creeping in."Reina, I swear, I didn't hurt Bruce. I'm being framed." Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with unwavering conviction, a beacon of hope."I believe you, Ethan," she said. But doubt crept in, insidious and suffocating."Everyone thinks I did it," I admitted. Sham
REINAI sat beside Ethan in his dimly lit study, surrounded by stacks of files and documents. We were digging deeper into Bruce's past, searching for answers."Ethan, I don't know how much more of this I can take," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Ethan's eyes, filled with determination, met mine. "We have to know the truth, Reina. For ourselves, for the victims."I nodded, steeling myself. "You're right."We poured over the documents, our fingers tracing the lines of text. Names, dates, and numbers blurred together.Suddenly, Ethan's finger stopped on a particular line. "Reina, look at this."My heart sank as I read the words. "Oh no...Bruce was involved with some shady organizations."Ethan's jaw clenched. "And look at the dates. This was during his rise to power."A chill ran down my spine. "He used his influence to cover his tracks."Ethan's eyes locked onto mine, filled with anger and sadness. "We were blind, Reina. We trusted him."I reached out, taking his hand. "We did
REINAI walked into Ethan's study, finding him staring at his phone."Ethan, what's wrong?" I asked.His face was pale. "I received a threatening message."My heart skipped a beat. "What does it say?"Ethan hesitated before handing me the phone."You'll pay for digging into Bruce's past."I felt a chill run down my spine."We can't back down," I said.Ethan's eyes locked onto mine. "I won't let anyone hurt you."Just then, my phone buzzed.I showed Ethan the message:"You're next."Ethan's jaw clenched. "We're going to the police."Detective James listened intently as we showed him the messages."I'll increase protection," he promised.But I couldn't shake off the fear."Ethan, what if they hurt us?" I whispered.Ethan wrapped his arms around me."I won't let that happen."That night, I lay awake, my mind racing.Ethan's hand found mine in the darkness."Reina, I'm here.""I'm scared," I admitted.Ethan pulled me close."Me too."The next morning, we received another message:"Stop i
I stepped into my dimly lit study, the scent of old books and leather enveloping me. Jack waited, his expression grave, his eyes sunken."Ethan, I've uncovered something," Jack said, his voice low and measured.I nodded, anticipation building as I settled into my chair."Go on," I urged, my eyes locked onto his.Jack hesitated, his fingers drumming against the armrest."I've been digging into Bruce's past," he began.The soft glow of the desk lamp cast shadows on his face."And?" I pressed, my voice laced with impatience.Jack's eyes locked onto mine, a deep sadness reflected within."Bruce wasn't the mastermind," he revealed.My eyes widened, shock rippling through me like a cold wave."What do you mean?" I demanded.Jack's voice dropped to a whisper."It was someone close to you."The room seemed to shrink, the air thickening."Who?" I asked.Jack's gaze held mine."Your father."The words hung in the air like a challenge.My world crashed around me, memories swirling like a maelstr
ETHANReina's piercing green eyes locked onto mine, her determination palpable."Ethan, we need to unravel the tangled threads of this conspiracy," she urged.I nodded resolutely."Alexander's hiding something, and I aim to expose him."We stood outside his opulent office, the hallway's soft glow casting long shadows.The air was heavy with anticipation.But I sensed we were being watched.The feeling crawled under my skin like a sinister whisper."Let's dig deeper," Reina said.Her voice was a gentle breeze on a summer's day.We slipped into the shadows.Our investigation led us to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.The crumbling structure loomed before us.Its rusty gates creaked in the wind.The dimly lit space reeked of decay and neglect.Cobwebs clung to the walls.Rats scurried through the darkness."What are we looking for?" Reina whispered.Her breath danced across my ear."Anything that links Alexander to my father's secrets," I replied.Our flashlights cast ee
ETHAN I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Lucy, a traitor? Unthinkable. Yet, memories of her past betrayal toward Reina flooded back. This revelation cut deeper than ever.Reina's concerned eyes locked onto mine. "We need proof," she whispered, determination fueling her words. I nodded resolutely. "We'll get it."Together, we embarked on a perilous mission to uncover the truth. Under the cover of darkness, we snuck into Lucy's hideout. Shadows danced around us like specters. Reina's hacking skills unlocked Lucy's computer, revealing incriminating evidence: emails to Bruce and Alexander, exposing the web of deceit.Reina's eyes widened in shock and outrage. "This can't be," she whispered. I felt cold fury building inside me."We have enough," Reina whispered, but I spotted a hidden folder, encrypted. "Lookie here," I muttered. Reina's eyes sparkled. "A hidden server." Excitement mixed with fear as we downloaded the files, our hearts racing with every click.We escaped into the ni