The Edge of Danger

David sat in his dimly lit office, the shadows casting long, haunting lines across his face. His mind was a storm of memories and new revelations, each one more painful than the last. The news about Scarlet's body had struck him like a dagger to the heart, reopening old wounds he thought had long healed. The woman he had once loved, the woman he had lost to his brother Michael, was gone forever. And now, he suspected that Michael was responsible for her death.

"Why, Michael? Why did you have to take everything from me?" David muttered to himself, tears streaming down his face. "I should have seen it. I should have protected her. Scarlet, I’m so sorry."

He slammed his fist onto the desk, the pain in his hand a welcome distraction from the ache in his chest. "I can’t fall apart now. Emma and Daniel need me. I can’t let Michael hurt anyone else."

David’s phone buzzed with a message. He glanced at it, his eyes narrowing as he read the contents: "Meet me at the old warehouse. I have eviden