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My response seemed to have gotten a different reaction from Sam, so I cleared my throat and tried to sound calm. “I mean, how is his case related to mine?” I calmly asked. “He lost his father in an accident; it was not normal as some parts were missing from the car, which meant his death was planned.” “Oh.” “Sad, well, he has been trying ever since to find the culprit; that's the reason he became a detective; he had been secretly working on his father's case. That night…” She paused; she didn't look comfortable, and so I nodded my head to show her that she could trust me. “That night when you went to get him, I was there.” I tried hard and recalled the night I went to get him as I wanted to speak to Damian. I was sure someone was there, as I remembered a female figure, so I nodded my head. “Yes I…I almost asked~SIERRA~ After agreeing to be the CEO of The Winters temporarily, I came home since I couldn't see Damian, and sleeping there would be crazy. I arrived to everyone asleep, except Lana, who was in the living room watching TV, “Ms. Reid.” She quickly stood from the sofa, but I asked her to sit as I removed my heels. “Don't worry, I'm not hungry, and if I get hungry, I will go into the kitchen and warm the food, okay?” I said as I knew she stayed up just so she could help me warm the food. “Thank you, Ms.; um, the kids are asleep with Beatrice.” I nodded my head, then headed up as I took my phone from the handbag. I was very tired; it was like I hadn't slept in forever. I scrolled through my phone while walking up the stairs. I wanted to see if the media people had heard about Damian’s situation, which I knew they had, as nothing went by them; it was like they had cameras installed everywhere. “A successful lawyer and CEO of The Winters Enterprise tried to escape lifetime jail
~SIERRA~Jane, realizing the uneasiness in my tone, asked if everything was okay. I knew how much she cared for Damian, so I nodded my head and continued talking to the detective.“Are you sure it's his car?”“Yes, the wife confirmed it.”“Wife?”"Yes, Ms. Reid, are you doubting?” He sounded suspicious.“No, not at all; I’ll be there,” I said, but then turned to Jane, who was making sounds. She pointed at the door in the direction of the meeting room, which reminded me of the meeting, so I corrected my time with the detective. “I mean, after an hour or so, just keep me informed.”“Of course, we are searching Mr. Winters's home; I will let you know if anything comes up.”“Thank you,” I said, and with that, he bid goodbye and ended the call. I deeply sighed before I turned to Jane, who was expectantly looking at me. “Jane-”“Is it about Damian?" She sounded worried. I nodded my head, and her face fell. “God!”“It's nothing to worry about,” I said as I remembered Cassie; she must know so
~SIERRA~ But then, was it possible? I mean, Nana was also shot by the mafia; that's how this whole investigation started, plus Lily wanted revenge on Damian. What will Nana have to do with that? “Cassie, I think you're mistaken; Nana will never do that to me.” “You're right, I might have made a mistake. Okay, I have to go now. Talk to you later,” she said and bid goodbye before ending the call. I took a deep breath before putting the phone away. My forehead was a little sweaty, so I reached for my handbag and took the powder. I had to look professional, and makeup was a must, so I did a retouch and just made sure everything was well before taking a file and heading out. When I reached the meeting room, everyone stood up, and I asked them to sit as I took the head seat. "Okay, ready?” I asked and everyone nodded, but then Jane came to me and whispered in my ear that Alejandro was not yet here, but he was not needed in this meeting as I mainly w
~SIERRA~His words, ‘newest victim’ made me realize he still believed Damian was guilty. Well, I didn't want to convince him otherwise through the phone, as I knew Damian was not guilty–Cassie just confirmed my instincts, so I ended the call and told him I would be there soon.I asked my driver to speed up, as I wanted to be there on time, as the detective said they were leaving soon.It didn't take time to get there. I asked my driver to park outside as there were yellow lines all over Damian's house and a sign that said, ‘Police investigation in progress’ I wondered why they placed that sign outside for the neighbours to see, as even when Damian was all over the news, I didn't want his home to be treated like this. Well, silly me, as the crimes are believed to have been committed here. Well, I didn't waste much time, as it was already by Damian's gate.“I'm sorry, Ms. Reid, but we can't let you in. The police investigation is in progress,” one of the officers who were guarding the g
~SIERRA~I couldn't believe it. Why did they cut him off the case like that? I moved from the door and walked to the bed, not touching a thing as instructed. Sam then came in and asked me to leave as they were going to be busy checking the place, and I wasn't allowed to be there. I didn't bother asking about Detective Thomas, as I knew he had left.Reaching outside, I asked my driver to drive straight home, as I wanted to tell my children about Damian. I didn’t want to delay it any longer. Damian asked about them and asked me if I told them, but I didn’t answer him as I didn’t want to hurt him. I took my phone and dialed Cassie’s number. I was not sure she was going to pick, but I wanted to try, and she surprisingly did on the fourth ring.“Hi, sorry, I’m out shopping; did anything happen?” She sounded like she was in a crowded place.“Cassie? You’re shopping? What if you can’t afford your flight ticket or your hotel room? I’m not sending you any money, Cassie.”“Calm down; I’m just
~SIERRA~But I couldn't show it to them; if they saw that I was scared, then they would be scared too, so I pulled from Ingrid and Nathan and then turned to Atlas, who was still waiting for my response. "Okay, here is one thing about the media,” I started, and Nathan and Ingrid came close as they also showed to be listening: “They exaggerate things so they can sell.”“How Mommy?” Atlas asked, and I looked at Nathan, hoping he got it, but he shook his head, showing he didn't understand too. "See, they want to report things that are interesting to keep people interested just so they can sell their products.”“Sell?” Ingrid questioned.“I mean, they are given products from companies to sell, and to get people to listen. They have to make up interesting stories.”"No, Mommy,” Nathan said, shaking his head. “We know Uncle Damian might undergo surgery, but we are okay.” He said and looked at his siblings."Yes, because we will pray for him,” Ingrid supported.“Pray?”"Yes, mamma, prayer wo
~SIERRA~It's been a week. I got up early and prepared myself while Lana and Beatrice helped the kids. Nothing has been heard from Lily or Carl; even Gilbert went mute. Cassie was in India; she told me she got a job as she had finished spending the money. Well, I wished her all the best, and she seemed to be doing great. I was staring at my face in the mirror. The past two weeks have been stressful: managing the kids and company and being there for Damian and Ethan. Well, it seemed Damian didn't need any surgery as his condition was dealt with in a different way, which I still don't remember as I wasn't a doctor nor did I know anything about hospitals. Today was his release day, and the kids insisted on coming with me. After applying the final shade of lipstick, as I did the ombre style, I stood up and picked up my handbag before walking down. I expected my children to still be up in their room getting ready, so I was shocked to find them down and r
~SIERRA~It was weird, but seeing my children so happy filled my heart with joy. I knew it was going to be difficult living with Damian, but for my children, I was willing to sacrifice."Okay, it’s settled then. I will just go and inform the detective about…” but a voice cut him.“There will be no need for that...” It was Sam. “I’m already here,” she said as she walked in. Since she took over the case, things have been a bit difficult between us. She was not as kind as she was when she was just assisting Thomas; she was harsh and cold; she didn’t even consider Damian’s condition as to her, he was a criminal.“Good morning, detective,” the doctor greeted, and Sam slowly turned to him with cold eyes. “The patient's condition is stable for now, but prison is not the right place for him.”“It’s not about the right place, Doctor; it’s the fact that he’s a danger to society.”“Well, I don’t think it is the case anymore; my patient still needs medical attention, but I’m releasing him early b