The late afternoon sun cast long shadows in Reese’s office as he reviewed his latest findings. He paced around, looking at the piece of paper on his desk that had a name and an address...Address that has something so important. He checks his wristwatch and he immediately decides to go there, whether or not it has consequences... Damn it all.He picked up the paper in a rush, the name of the school flashing for a mini second.Glades...Soon enough, he takes a leave from work now that his work is not in danger of bankruptcy, he takes his car and drives off to the outskirts of town where the school is located. It's a pretty large school and not completely on the outskirts, just past the many estates that line up the entrance to Brooklyn.The drive is about half an hour and he gets there in twenty five minutes just to meet the closing hour, the perfect time to be on the lookout for some tiny children.If she was pregnant by the time she'd left the city, that means her children will be a
The scent of whatever disinfectant or whatever that smells can be called, hung heavily in the air of the small, sterile room. Detective Grey stood with his back against the wall, his face a mask of resolve as he watched the families gather around. It had been three long weeks since Price Wood's tragic death, and today, the morgue was more crowded than usual. The heavy burden of grief was so heavy that he was almost sure that it he raised his hands, he'll touch it.Grey cleared his throat, his voice breaking the silence that had settled over the room. “The autopsy is complete,” he said, his tone professional. “Price’s body can be released to the family now. You’re free to arrange the funeral.”Lily sat in a plastic chair, her hands trembling as she clutched a crumpled tissue. Her face was pale, eyes red and swollen from endless tears. Her pregnancy has amplified every emotion, every tear, every heartbreak. She sobbed openly now, unable to control herself. Even if she has tried to stop
The rain fell in a steady drizzle, a cold, gray veil over the city, mirroring the heavy hearts of all who gathered. Andrew and Victoria Woods moved swiftly to arrange the funeral for their son, Price, after the body was released. They were efficient, focused, almost mechanical in their grief, pushing through the preparations with a determination that left little room for the involvement of Lily's parents, the Andersons. It wasn’t out of cruelty but a deep-seated belief that they knew best how to honor their son’s memory. For Andrew, well, it was out of hatred. He just didn't like them. And the reason is not all that far fetched anyway. Lily was involved in every step of the process, yet she was more like a shadow moving through the arrangements than a person. Her grief was a living thing, raw and overpowering, exacerbated by the pregnancy she carried. Her face was rarely dry, tears spilling down her cheeks as she tried to navigate her responsibilities. She was able to tell her par
The air in the reception hall was thick with the conversations of mourners and the clinking of glasses. The dim lighting cast long shadows across the room, mirroring the heavy hearts of those gathered. The funeral was over, but the grief still lingered like an unwelcome guest, a heavy cloud that weighed down each person who entered. The scent of lilies and freshly baked pastries and food mingled with the crisp bite of white wine, alcohol as well, creating a perfect atmosphere where the somberness of the occasion clashed with the familiar comforts of a regular social gathering.Andrew and Victoria Woods, standing by the entrance, greeted each attendee with polite nods and forced smiles. They were exhausted, emotionally and physically drained, yet they held themselves together for the sake of their son’s memory. The loss of Price had left a gaping hole in their lives, one that no amount of condolences or comforting words could ever fill. As each person offered their sympathies, Andrew
Lucas felt a chill run down his spine. He turned to the guard, who had been watching the footage alongside him, his face pale. "Do you know who that is?" Lucas asked, trying to keep his voice steady. "Or have you seen that person before?"The guard shook his head slowly. "I’ve never seen them before. But they knew exactly where to go, didn’t they? Like they’d done it a hundred times."Lucas nodded, his mind racing. "Do you have footage from any other cameras? Maybe one that shows a different angle, or the street outside?"The guard nodded and switched to another camera, this one positioned to capture the road leading up to the house. Lucas watched as the figure darted down the driveway and onto the street, where a car was parked. The figure jumped into the driver's side, and the car sped away, its license plate just barely visible in the dim light."Can you zoom in on that license plate?" Lucas asked urgently.The guard tapped a few keys, and the image zoomed in, but it was still blur
In his study, Lucas plugs the USB with the video into his computer and rewatches the video again and again.And each time, he stops on the car and just can't seem to see more than that original sequence of numbers."4B3..." He muttered over and over again.He rifles in his drawers and finds his book of fellow businessmen and he looks for Woods in it.He doesn't look long before he sees Andrew Woods.He taps the numbers on his phone and dials it. Earnestly hoping that it'll go through and he'll pick up, thankfully, Andrew does."Hello?" His weary voice comes through the receiver."I'm so sorry to be calling this late but I was wondering if Detective Grey is still over there?"He had been seeing the detective around so he knows what's going on, even when they had been at Glades, he had seen him leave but he had not paid much thought to it until he had seen him watching every little interaction at the funeral."Yes... Oh, he just left. Please hold on, he should not be far out.""Thank yo
The mid day the next day meets Lucas and Detective Grey sitting opposite one another in a small and cozy cafe.Detective Grey is drinking from a small mug of steaming black coffee and looking at Lucas over the rim of the cup. "So, how did you come about the recording... Sir?"Lucas can tell that the sir was added after an aftermath of thinking whether he should be rude or nice... The good cop or the bad cop."I got it from the security guard office in the estate.""Why didn't we get that when it came out? We did many sweeps and checks and nothing popped up...""Are you saying that there's the possibility that I have manipulated the video?" Lucas asks, one eye raised.Grey puts down the cup in his hands and spreads out his palms, shrugging. "What do you think? If you were me, won't you think of that possibility? All I am asking is why it didn't pop up at the right time.""I asked the guard the same question as well... He said the camera had been obscured from view for a pretty long wh
Smith lowers the newspaper just as Grey walks out of the cafe after paying for his coffee. He takes a glance at Smith before he leaves but, just like the other covert glances, he does not take note that he's been seen.Grey starts up his car and drives out of the parking lot just as he puts down the newspaper after sighing heavily. "Excuse me, can I please get a cup of coffee, with milk and sugar?""Coming right up sir."He folds the newspaper on the desk as he processes everything he had heard, and of course, who didn't know Lucas Santinello? Even police officers who had dreams knew of him, and so did Smith.He picks out his phone from his pocket and dials a number. "Good afternoon ma'am."It's a female voice and it's very known to us all. "Hello Officer. Am I being summoned to the police station again?" She asks."Not at all, Ms Lily. I just have something to tell you. I figured you might be interested in hearing about it.""Oh, what is that?" On the other side, Lily is happy that g
"Do you, Bethany Mikayla Callaghan, take this man, Lucas Pierce Santinello to be your husband?" "I do." Her crisp voice shouts in the beautiful wheat field where the wedding is being held. "Do you, Lucas Pierce Santinello, take this woman, Bethany Mikayla Callaghan to be your wife?" "I DO!" He yells even louder, looking handsome in his new haircut and tailored Italian suit. "This two are now pronounced husband and wife." "You're now fully mine, CEO of Mi-nello Group." Bethany laughs. "See a whole Conglomerate CEO talking to a small person like me." "Ooh, I plan to show you tonight that you're not small and neither am I." She laughs. "You naughty man." She whispers as she leans in for a kiss. Amidst the whoops and holler, Lucas kisses his wife on the lips, causing there to be a ripple of jealousy in the crowd. Both Miles and Maya comes forward to hug their parents and pose for a family picture. Lucas picks up Maya while Mikayla picks up Miles, all beaming at the camera, the f
Of course, after dramatically disrupting the ongoing funeral, Grey, Smith and a couple other officers walk to the front of the coffin."Sorry to disrupt this perfectly ongoing funeral of a woman who committed suicide..."The whispers begin. They had been told she died in her sleep after all."Mr Reese Anderson, you're under arrest for the murder of Ronald and Minta Callaghan and Price Woods, your daughter's late husband."The entire hall is thrown into intense chatter and chaos.For the first time in days, Lily's eyes regains focus. "What?"Grey turns to look at her. "You knew your father killed your husband and yet you protected him. You're also under arrest for aiding and abetting murder.""Who is Ronald and Minta Callaghan?" Lily asks, completely ignoring the words of the officer of her own arrest."The parents of Bethany Callaghan who we all know to be Mikayla Anderson."That's the final straw."I killed Mum... I killed Mum... I killed Mum..." Lily begins to mutter again, throwin
The same time, Lucas pays the taxi driver, gun securely in his back and Mikayla in his side.He holds her hands and since it's his house, he's able to know the nook and cranny of the house, including places where you can get in without being spotted by any cameras.He leads them to the side where there is a doggie fence. "I'm sorry." He whispers to Mikayla as they both have to crouch to pass through the place.Mikayla shoots him a smile and a thumbs up as she comes out after him.He holds her hand once again, and as slowly and as stealthily as possible, they make their way to the back door which serves as their entrance into the house.As soon as the door clicks shut behind them, they both sigh in relief.Just then, the lights turn on and they are standing right in the middle of the kitchen, lights shining down on them.The man who gets them immediately yells and pulls out a gun. "Down!" He yells and they comply. He is joined by two other men and they drag them out to living room whe
Lucas and Mikayla are laying flat on the ground, late at night with different cars speeding by, watching and peeking out at the scene with every one of them having something to say in one way or the other.Outside the car, the listening bug should hit be able to do much so when a police car arrives on the scene and out comes Grey, Lucas sighs in relief, happy that the officer had received his message in time and had come to help him out."Sir!" The patrol officers salute their higher subordinate."At ease. Can you release them? They are currently on a mission.""What?" The patrol officers look at one another in confusion. "There is a body in the car.""And if it's not a body?" Grey asks, stepping forward and using his higher up voice."Uhm..." The officer is at loss of words. "Well, it looks exactly like a body.""Well, let me tell you something. They don't want the help of the police as it may jeopardize the lives of their children. The children were kidnapped from school earlier tod
Mikayla begins to shiver in the cool weather.Lucas stands outside, a look of immense fury on his face from what Logan is asking him to do. He grabs his phone and dials Logan who picks up on the second ring."Do you like what the package looks like? Cute, isn't it?"Lucas, seething... "What the fuck are you asking me to do? Tie up another loose end for you? What do you want from me exactly? Stop tormenting I and my woman and my family and just tell me what you're after.""This is cute but you're forgetting that I am your family too? Anyway, I do want something from you but it's extent is what I'm yet to decide on. You can start by disposing off the body first. Maybe when you finish this mission, just maybe, I might have my request ready.""So you mean this is not the fucking end of it?""Depends on how you act and what you're doing now is making me think of murdering someone else, maybe your daughter since she looks the most scared here. I'm waiting to see the body at the bottom of th
The day before, Lucas and Mikayla had left the school around six pm that evening, driving off in the direction of the apartment where Lucas had met him just four days earlier.Their meeting had not ended well then, and it does not look like it will now.Lucas receives a text message from his number, Logan. He pulls up by the sidewalk to check it."If you think you will find me at the same location as the other times, you're kidding yourselves. I told you clearly, you do what I ask you to do or you're in deep shit. You'll never see your precious children again. You'll receive the first directions in a little bit. I want you to keep going to the apartment though, your first mission is over there."Lucas punches the steering wheel, startling Mikayla a bit, her nerves are still frayed, getting so worried about her children and even worse, they are still in the hands of a maniac that no one knows where they are.Cursing under his breath, he starts the car once again and the journey continu
About to head out of the cafe, Grey pays for the coffee both men had taken with his card.Stepping outside, he inhales the crisp cool air and sighs.His phone ringing distracts him from the search of his keys and he sees the caller to be Smith."Hello Smith? Can I help you tonight?""Where are you right now?""I had a meeting with Mr Santinello and I am heading off to my bed. Do you have something for me?""Certainly. Can you drop by the office before heading home?"Grey groans. "I hope for your own sake that it is something worth my time, if not, you'll spend the whole remainder of this week in the holding cell and I mean it."Smith laughs. "Sure then. Just come on over first."Grumbling, groaning, tired, weary, weak, sleepy... All of the states of mind Grey experiences before appearing at the office. He slouches up the stairs to the office where he meets Smith bending over a computer."What do you have for me?""Before I show you, I did it to show that I did not take my job as a jok
Mikayla rushes into her car and drives off in the direction of the school, running late after a meeting, just barely ten minutes after the original closing time, she finally parks there.Not seeing any of the twins where she usually picks them up and wait for her no matter what, not even their bags to indicate that they probably just went to use the toilet, she gets down from the car and looks around to no avail.She locks up the car and walks over to the classes but it's empty, even down to the teachers, there is no one in sight that can be of help so she leaves for the school's administration building.She's immediately directed to the Dean who receives her warmly."Good afternoon ma'am. I hope all is well? Considering that you didn't call ahead to inform us about your coming.""I'm sorry as well but I ran a bit behind in picking the children up. I'm here now but I can't seem to find them.""I'm pretty sure they left the classes as soon as the school closed. You know what, children
"It's after school time. Come on, Mum is coming to pick us up." Mikes iterates as he slings his small backpack over his back and carries the lunch bag in his hands.Maya does the same thing, grabbing her back and lunch bag as well as the two of them walk in tow to where Mikayla usually showed up to pick them up, almost immediately after school.Just as they arruved, a black SUV parks in front of them.Both of them walk to the car, waiting for Mika to come out and give them hugs as she always does before tucking then in and putting their seat belts on before leaving but this time, a tall man comes out.Miles immediately steps back, standing in front of Maya to protect her... Or something like that."Hi Miles and Maya. I am Ben. Mikayla sent me to pick you up.""No. We won't go with you." Miles replies immediately.The man laughs, removing his sunglasses to reveal brown, almost friendly eyes. "Mika told me that you will say the same thing and that when you do, I should show you this." H