******Harrison steps out of his car on arriving the family mansion. His face looks exhausted after a long day at work. He made an attempt of stretching himself a little bit when he notices another vehicle pulling into the driveway.He smiled, thinking it was his mother returning since the car looks familiar. He quickly walks over to the car, expecting to see his mom's face.But as the car door opens, he was surprised to see Carmilla stepping out.“ Hey, where have you been?”, Harrison ask, trying to sound casual despite his surprise.Carmilla surprise to see him also smiled.“ I went to see my parents. It's been a while since I last saw them, I'm sorry for not telling you about it”.He's expression softened “ No, it okay. That's sweet of you, maybe next time I will go with you to see them”.Carmilla shrugs“ It was a last-minute decision, I didn't want to bother you. Besides I needed some time with them alone”.Harrison nooded understandingly “ You look exhausted, how was work?”. C
AT 8:00PM“ Boss, it's done”, Dan reported walking into their underground lair.Vinnie looks up his hands busy looking at his gun, a hint of smile on his face.“ And?”“ We delivered the package to the Harrington's. I'm sure they got your message loud and clear”, Dan said, his hands behind his back standing upright.Vinnie chuckles, his eyes gleaming with amusement.“ I bet they did. Her right hand man's head in front of her, that a pretty clear message”.Dan smiled looking pleased with himself.“ We took care of the witness too boss. Just like you ordered”.Vinnie put the gun behind his trousers and began applauding Dan for a job well done. He then walks up to where Dan is standing and places his hands on his shoulders.“ Good job Dan, good job. But let not get too cocky here. We still need to be careful. We can't afford to make any mistake”. Vinnie said his expression turning serious.Dan nods, his smile faltering.“ We'll make sure to be careful and safe”.Vinnie releases his hands
STILL IN THE HARRINGTON'S MANSION After much deliberation among the three of them on what to do concerning the situation. Harrison decided to check up on Carmilla leaving his parents behind.Mr and Mrs HUNT ROOM “ This is getting out of hand, Margaret”, Arthur said, his voice low but urgent, as they shut the door behind them.Margaret's eyes flashes with anger.“ Shh, keep your voice down. Or do you want to draw out children's attention here?”.His face reddens.“ The children? You're worried about the children? What about the fact that our family could be in danger. Your…extracurricular activities could get us all killed”Margaret's expression turns icy.“ That's enough, Arthur. How would I know that something like this is going to happen? I'll look into this and have it taken care of. You just need to make sure that this stays within these walls. Especially Carmilla- she can't report this to her parents”.Arthur's eyes widened, feeling more disgust about his wife's words.“ You're
The next morning, Harrison and Carmilla were already dressed ready to head out to work as previously discussed last night. As the both step out to leave, the encounter Crystal who was looking ready to go out too.“ Are you coming to work today? As far as I remember, it's your day off” questions Harrison with curiosity.“ Morning, Harrison. And yes I'll be joining you guys at the office today. The thought of staying at home after last night incident kills me” Crystal said putting up a serious but weak and tired face.“ How about you Carmilla? Are you coming to work too?.... Or are you scared?”, she questions her.Carmilla smiles.“ I don't feel scared anymore. Your brother here insisted I join him at the office today” said Carmilla as she smiles sofly looking at Harrison.“ Oh, really?” Crystal ask, her eyes staring at them. She had never seen them this close before. They always looked professional in family's eyes.Harrison chuckles observing her naughty behavior.“ Let get going, we
Arriving at the office, Carmilla notices that Rachel has been waiting anxiously for them.“ Put him on the line” Harrison orders.Rachel responded picking up the phone and dailing the familiar number. After a moment, she handed the phone over to him.“ Alex?”, said Harrison into the phone.“ Hey man”, Alex's voice came through the line.“ I've got some great news. Ive managed to recover the missing part of the CCTV footage. Trust me I didn't understand what I was watching either”.Harrison's eyes met that of Carmilla's and he could see the curiosity there.“ What did you find?” He asked Alex.“ I'd rather you see it for yourself. Is it possible for you to come to my office now?...once you're here I'll show you the footage”. He responded.“ I'll be on my way”, Harrison said, desperately as he hungs up the phone.“ Rachel, we will be heading over to Alex's office. Can you handle the work here?”, he asked hurriedly, grabbing his things and that of Carmilla's.“ Don't worry about things
Harrison sat in Alex's office, the dull hum of the fluorescent lights overheard barely registering in his mind as he focused intently on the flickering screen of CCTV footage. The grainy images displayed left both him and Camilla deep in thought. But Harrison couldn't help but replay the moments in his head. Just as he leaned closer to catch the nuenced scene that was made, his phone buzzed violently against the surface of the desk.He glanced at the screen “mom”, it read. He felt uneasy at the moment but a different sense of unease settled over him. His mother rarely called him during work hours; even if he wasn't working at the moment. Their conversation often took place in the quiet comfort of the evenings or on the weekends. Harrison's stomach twisted as he swipes to answer, puzzled by the urgency in the way she had insisted he come over.“Hey, mom”, he said trying to keep his tone light despite the gwaning anxiety.“Everything okay?”“Harrison!” her voice was firm, and he could
*****As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the sprawling estate, Harrison and Carmilla along with their mother entered the mansion. The grand foyer, adorned with ornate mirrors and expensive art, echoed with an uncanny silence.It felt heavy, like the walls themselves were privy to the things they had just unearthed. Harrison still reeling from the police station visit, could sense the tension in the air, thick and suffocating.His mother, a woman of striking beauty with a sharp, calculating gaze, had earlier dismissed the idea for an escort home.“ There's no use in dragging this out, Harrison. You need to get back to the office”, she stated, her tone clipped and devoid of the usual maternal warmth. She pivoted her heels, Instantly returning to the facade of the composed drug dealer she has always been. Something no one knew except her husband. It wasn't like she didn't care; it was the unspoken understanding they share-some things were better left unsaid.
Days after days passed and this day the sun had barely risen over the horizon, casting a warm grow over the Harrington's family home. Carmilla stood in the living room, surrounded by her two families, as they gathered prepared to bid her farewell. Her husband, Harrison, stood by her side, his eyes filled with understanding.Carmilla's parents, Mr and Mrs.Hunt, beams with pride as they hugged their daughter tightly.“We're going to miss you so much, sweetie”. Mr.Hunt whispers, his voice trembling with emotions. Carmilla smiled, trying to reassure her parents.“I'll try and be back soon, dad. I promise? Her sister-in-law, father-in-law, mother-in-law and some of the servants in the house filled up the place to lighten the mood. Beneath the surface, carmilla could see that her sister-in-law crystal was going to miss her presence even though they weren't all that close? Her father-in-law, who had supported everything she does and tried from day one to make her feel among was truly goin
SHE REALIZES BUT IT IS LATE *****"Detective Ling, you have some visitors, they insisted on seeing you,” the receptionist said smiling as Ling approached with the help of a nurse.Ling's eyes scans the area, but she didn't see anyone. "Where are they?" she asked, her face in confusion but the receptionist was left in a more confused state.The receptionist's expression turned concerned, she began looking around to see if she can spot them from afar unknowingly to her they had secretly left.“Actually, I think they just left. But I don't know why all I know is that they were asking about your status, and I told them you were doing well. But I have to say, they seemed a bit...off."Ling's instincts kicks in, her mind racing with possibilities. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice firm.The receptionist hesitated. "They said they were your colleagues, but I didn't get a good vibe from them. They were a bit too interested in your condition, and when I called out to you, they suddenl
VISITING THE HOSPITAL ******”As Sal and Richie entered the hospital, they approached the reception desk, where a warm smile from the receptionist welcomed them. “Good morning! Can I help you with something?” Sal's smile was quick to respond, his charm on full display as Richie stood beside him , his eyes taking note of the environment.“Good morning,” Sal said. “We're here to inquire about Detective Ling's status. We're colleagues of hers.” The receptionist's expression turned curious, taking a quick look on their outfit they didn't seem to be officers to her,“And you are...?” she asked, her tone polite but slightly guarded.Sal and Richie exchanged a brief glance before responding in unison, “We're Detectives Thompson and Johnson.” The receptionist's eyes relaxes a little, her gaze lingering on them before she seemed to relax. “Okay, let me check on her status. But can you tell me a bit more about your relationship with Detective Ling? We had few of her colleagues hours ago an
HARRINGTON'S COMPANY *******Rachel sighed, adjusting her coat and gathering her papers. "If I have to fill out one more report, I'm outta here. Time for a break." She seemed ready to head out the door, escaping the monotony of her desk work.“ Just as she reaches for the door handle, there’s a sudden knock, and one of her team members, Clara, bursts into the office, her face pale and her breath coming in quick bursts”.Clara rushed into the office, her face etched with concern. “Rachel, wait! You can't leave yet!”Rachel spun around, startled. “What's wrong? I was just about to head out.”Clara's urgency was palpable. “There's been an accident at the site. Part of the scaffolding collapsed. They're shutting down operations until it's safe”.Rachel's voice trembled slightly. “What? How bad is it? Is anyone hurt?”Clara's expression was grim. “I don't have all the details, but they're taking the injured worker to the hospital. The foreman said we need to shut down operations imme
******Mia's manager hung up the phone, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. She had just wrapped up a call and was feeling pretty good about how things were going. As she turned onto the street leading to her favorite coffee shop, With a couple of minutes to spare, she decided to treat herself to a quick pit stop. "Coffee first, then deal with the superstar," she muttered to herself, shaking her head in amusement.As she pulled into the bustling café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, tantalizing her senses and making her mouth water in anticipation. She loved this place the cozy atmosphere, the friendly baristas, and of course, the amazing coffee. It was her go-to spot whenever she needed a break or a boost of energy.As she exited her vehicle, she quickly checked her reflection in the car mirror. Satisfied, she tucked her hair behind her ears and adjusted her blazer. “Alright, showtime,” she whispered, heading to the entrance. The café was filled
LOS ANGELES Carmilla's And Mia's Apartment *****The morning sunlight gently poured on the apartment building where Carmilla and Mia stays, it cast a warm, golden glow across the tranquil room where Mia slumbered peacefully. The serene atmosphere of the early hours was suddenly disrupted by the shrill, insistent ringing of her phone, which vibrated persistently on the drawer beside the bed.Mia gradually stirred from her slumber, her brow creasing in mild annoyance as she struggled to shake off the remnants of her dreams and acknowledge the unwelcome interruption. The harsh sound of the phone pierced through her haze, slowly coaxing her back to reality.With a soft sigh of exasperation, Mia reluctantly emerged from the warmth of her comforter, stretching out her arm to retrieve her phone. Her fingers instinctively searched for the device, and after a brief moment, she managed to locate it. She then carefully swiped the screen open, wincing slightly as the bright display momentarily
With a sense of urgency propelling him, he quickly threw off the covers, the fabric sliding off his body and pooling at the foot of his bed. He swung his legs over the side and planted his feet on the cool floor, feeling the refreshing chill that contrasted sharply with the warmth. His mind was already racing ahead, thoughts swirling like a tempest. He needed to pack some of his necessities—his phone, his wallet, and a change of clothes—all of which he hurriedly stuffed into a small traveling box. “What could be going wrong with the project? I thought we already reviewed it all over again”, The questions gnawed at him, each one more urgent than the last. With his bag finally in hand, Harrison made his way downstairs, his heart pounding in rhythm with his gentle footsteps. As he reached the bottom of the staircase, he stepped into the dining area where his family was still gathered around the table. His mother, father, and sister were seated, engaged in their morning routine. They lo
*****THE HARRISON'S MANSION This morning, the fever that had plagued him through the night still clung to him, draining his energy and muddling his thoughts. He did not have a proper sleep throughout the night. He also had weird dreams which made it even uncomfortable for him.This morning, his mother had ordered one of the servant to have his breakfast served in his room. Since making an appearance this morning downstairs would be more stress than he needed. She gently insisted that breakfast be served in his room so he could gather himself without the chaos of family chatter and the demands of his busy life. Her order was carried out by the servant, as she makes her way into Harrison's room. The soft knock on the door broke the his quiet rest, since he gave up his sleep due to his nightmare.“Come in,” he called softly, his voice barely a whisper, still thick with fatigue.The door opens slowly, and the servant steps inside, a bright smile on her face. She carried a tray laden wi
******Doctor Peterson approached Aunt Mei, who sat beside her niece's hospital bed, her eyes fixed on Ling's serene face. "Ma'am, I think it's time for you to head home and get some rest. You can revisit Ling tomorrow, and we'll take good care of her in the meantime," he said with a reassuring smile.Ling, who had been quietly observing the conversation, stirred and spoke in a weak but clear voice, "Aunt Mei, I've been telling you the same thing. You need to go home and take care of yourself. The doctors and nurses will take care of me."Aunt Mei's expression softens, and she looked at Ling with a mixture of guilt and concern. "But, dear, I want to be here for you," she said, her voice trembling.Doctor Peterson intervened, his tone firm but gentle. "Aunt Mei, it's our duty to care for Ling, and we'll do everything necessary to ensure her recovery. You need to trust us and take care of yourself. Ling will be in good hands."Aunt Mei nods reluctantly, knowing that the doctor was right
THE HOSPITAL *****The gentle murmur of hospital lights filled the vibrant corridors of the hospital, where Dr. Mark Stevens was immersed in the gentle bustle of activity. Despite the early morning hour, the emergency department pulsed with a sense of focused intensity, as medical professionals worked in tandem to provide compassionate care.Nurses went about their rounds with focused efficiency, attending to patients in various stages of treatment. Physicians engaged in thoughtful discussions, sharing expertise and collaborating on complex cases. The subtle beeps of medical equipment blended with the quiet conversations of patients and their loved ones, creating a symphony of sounds that underscored the hospital's commitment to delivering exceptional patient-centered care.Dr. Mark Stevens' dedication to his profession was unshakeable. His profound passion for medicine had led him to specialize in trauma surgery, where he could provide critical care during life's most vulnerable mom