Ethan trembled, so he moved further away from where Amanda was to speak with La Muérte. "I want to see you in Corway street at exactly 01:am. It's not a choice. You don't come, you'll die!" The voice said and ended abruptly. Ethan began to shake in fear. He had never feared any human like the popular La Muérte. Why would he ask him to come over to a street as lonely as Corway by 01:am? Ethan knew he was in trouble. Back in Mexico, Corazón city, everyone who heard the name melt in fear. Even the prevous governor dreaded the anonymous killer. Thanks to the new elected governor who vowed to subdue the serial killer. This news made him evacuate the city, never to be heard by anyone ever again. Now, all Ethan wanted was to go back to his country, far away from this murder. "Are you okay?" Amanda asked Ethan as soon as he returned. Ethan wasn't so sure, but his skin felt sweaty at this point. All the courage in him had been evaporated. Ethan simply smiled and nodd
Amanda sat still besides her father. She watched as the life machine beeped in sequence. It was a very long night. The machine clock that hung suspendedly on the wall beeped as the time hit 11:00pm. It was quite dark outside. The room was dead silent, and one could hear the drop of a pin. Mr. Winston was quite an elderly man who had an unstable health. The slightest fear could increase his blood pressure. Ever since Mrs. Winston died, her husband's health just deteriorated immensely. "What exactly happened?" Amanda finally asked Miss. Kristen, her father's personal assistant. "Well, miss, I wasn't practically there at the hall the moment the hoodlums attacked, but, thanks to his security personnels, he was quickly grabbed and carried away. He fell to the floor on the process and had a fracture in his left arm" Kristen answered and lowered her head. Amanda's mind was swelling with questions. Was this a set-up? Does Colton have anything to do with this? No! He ca
It's was 12:30am. The noise that ruled the city died down and awoke another midnight noise. Silence. It was a firmly established law in the city that all social gatherings and events must be put to a halt once it's past midnight. Ever since the city lost a very precious woman, Mrs. Winston, the city had not been so secure at midnights despite the security status. The case of her mysterious accident was still a case pending in court. Lawyer Ramzy vowed to get to the root of it and trap down the murderers. It's been 2 years now, yet, all Ramzy's hope proved futile. Ethan had made up his mind to just run away, far away from the city as Jameson had told him. Jameson had offered him money to travel out of the city that very night. But something told him to stay behind. He didn't know what that thing really was, but the one thing he was certain of easy that it was connected to Amanda. He had just fallen in love with the CEO of a massive company, and he had just gotten the
Amanda walked gently into the chief officer's office along with Fred who had already called her lawyer. The office was quite appalling. It had a wide air-conditioning that hung on the wall. Besides the AC was a big abstract artwork by the popular Nathan Emorey. How he grew from this to that was inspiring to the people of New Hilton. Amanda at this point didn't know what to even think. Confusion clouded her vision. Fred and his surbodinates were asked to wait outside until Amanda has been fully interrogated. Amanda's stomach churned inside of her. It was like she had swallowed a big chunk of iron and now, it's hurting her badly. She began to wish she had Ethan here. From the little time she had spent with him, she concluded that he was a nice, caring guy who would save her in tough situations like these. What could have possibly happened to Beatrix? Was it really Colton? He was the only person in the house when she woke up. Amanda found it hard to believe that Beatr
Suddenly, after few seconds of waiting, two men walked into the station, one was handcuffed, the other was not. As soon as Amanda saw them, she opened her eyes widely and gasped. She was shocked at what she saw that she couldn't believe her eyes, so she fainted. ****** As soon as Amanda had regained consciousness, she felt her body vibrating. Her head pounded so loudly that she became sweaty. "Is this, is this true? It can't be right? I mean, it's just not possible right?" Amanda asked shakily. Ethan who had ran over her when she fainted looked bizzare. The police had beaten him up to stupor demanding for Beatrix. His mouth was seriously swollen and blood stains decorated his white tuxedo shirt. "Miss Amanda, I guess it was all a trickery. I too would have trusted Ethan. He has the face. Turns out he has been the criminal all along." Officer Don said. Ethan stood helpless. He felt so embarrassed that he didn't even attempt to look towards Amanda. Amanda
"Come on Zach. Aren't you exhausted? Last night got me off the hook. Let's just leave it for another time." Meg pleaded as Zach grabbed her behind while she slept half naked. The clock on the wall beeped as it ticked 05:00 am in the morning. Everywhere was still dark, but it was not so dark. Company workers were already out there on the road driving to work. Many companies like Swinda AgroChem Abode Ltd. Company (SAA). Owned by Mr. Winston and his daughter. Being an Agricultural company, products are of extremely high demand. So high that other countries imports products worth billions of dollars weekly. Indeed, workers were like slaves without rest. "My wife will be spending the rest of the week at work, and the kids are with Granny. Come on, you don't want to let this slide" Zach gorged Meg and began to savor her every part. He cast his hands around her softly rounded butt and pressed them so hard that Meg had no option but to moan happily. She loved it wh
Kristen stood there with her mouth wide open for some minutes. The tears that flowed from her eyes were unstoppable. They were like angry waterfall that flow freely from the base. Some drops of tears got into her mouth. Tears have a salty taste, but Kristien's taste bud became simply bitter. "Queen, please. Just breathe okay. Just breathe. I I… I …" Zach stammered. Queen was what he called his darling wife. She would call him King. Kristien believed that once a woman gets married, her husband becomes her King. Megan held up the bed sheet to her chest to cover her breasts. She couldn't look at Kristien. She simply looked away in humiliation. She knew that this would be the end of their friendship. Kristien would hate her forever. "But, I thought…. I thought you loved me. You did love me, right?" Kristien sobbed. "Yes. I would swear a million times, I love you so much, and nothing will ever change that. Not even Meg. I just… she.. she came over to say hello to
Everywhere was blur as she managed to force her eye lids open. Her head pounded so hard that she could hear some high - pitched sound effects. She tilted her head towards the left, then to the right. She saw a man sitting there. "Ethan? Is that you? Come closer hun. What is this place?" Amanda asked once her eyes managed to blend in with the surrounding a little. "It's not Ethan. It's me your husband, Colton." Colton said and began to caress Amanda's hair gently. Amanda turned to look at the man rubbing his hand on her head. It wasn't Ethan. It was Colton. "What the fuck are you doing here? And why am I here? Get your hands off me" Amanda shouted and pushed Ethan's hand away. Colton got very angry. He didn't know why Amanda would be so obsessed and possessed by a common bartender whom she met at a bar. He calmed down. He exhaled and inhaled. Reacting on his anger would only scatter his whole plans. All he wanted was to make Amanda fall for him. Anyhow, anyw
"Hey babe! Come, come come. Take a look at this!" "What is it again Hun? You just got back from work. You should have rest." "Okay, you remember I dropped my application letter with Swinda Agrochem right?" "Yeah. I do. What about it? You got the job?" "Not only did I get the job, but I was given instant promotion to be the sales manager! Crazy right?" "Hold on. This doesn't make any sense. You were just employed in the biggest company in the city. And here you are saying you were given an instant promotion? Look, I think you've taken too much alcohol today. Let me put you to sleep." "Oh, you're not my mother. Don't carry me. Your hands are not that strong as a matter of fact. Alright, look at it. My employment letter and confirm for your big eyes!" He grabbed the phone from her hand and saw the read the Email that was displayed on her phone screen. "This is…possible! We're rich. Haha.. we're rich!" He said then knelt down to speak with Nancy. "When you come to this wo
"Ethan Albert!" Mr. Chester said sarcastically and laughed. "You know, being the governor of New Hilton, I highly respect and, maybe fear you! You've got some fuckin guts." He said and began to walk his way through the crowd gently. He then knelt besides Ethan's bed and smiled. Holding his hand up, he placed them on Ethan's head, probably to feel Ethan's temperature. "I wonder how you're able to escape. It's intriguing. You're alive and getting better Ethan Albert. Don't you want to meet your dear Jameson in heaven? Huh?" The governor didn't wait for a reply from Ethan. He simply stood back up, scanned the room and while everyone was yet watching, he dipped his hands in his pocket as if to pick up something. Amanda suddenly stood up. "Mr. Governor, I'd say it's best you'd leave so we avoid further complications. Ethan here has committed no crime and therefore has no charges against him. New Hilton has to hear the truth. Someone needs to say it!" She said with confide
Lois stood outside the restroom, her heart aching for Nancy. She could hear the cries and pleas from inside, the desperate longing for her mother's presence. Lois gently knocked on the door. "Nancy, my dear, please open the door. Let me in. We can talk," Lois said softly, her voice filled with compassion. But Nancy's voice came muffled through her sobs, "Go away, Granny! Leave me alone! I want Mommy!" Lois fought back her own tears, understanding the depth of Nancy's pain. She knew she had to find a way to reach her. With a heavy sigh, she took a deep breath and began to sing a familiar lullaby, the one Kristen used to sing for Nancy and Kamsi. "Hush, little one, don't you cry, Mommy's watching from the sky. Though she's gone, she's always near, in your heart, she's always here." As Lois sang, the words carried the warmth of a mother's love and the gentle reminder of Kristen's presence. Gradually, Nancy's sobs quieted, replaced by sniffles and hiccups. Finally, Nancy opene
Zach sat besides his wife crying profusely. He hated himself so much that he regretted ever getting married to such beautiful innocent woman. He just didn't deserve her. He has never deserved her. He wished Kristen would just live. Just… just open her eyes, or shake her fingers or do something. With every strength in his body that managed to control his tears, Zach pleaded endlessly to Kristen's body, begging for her just to show a sign that she was still alive. Zach couldn't just believe that his wife. His own dear wife whom he married, whom he bore 2 kids for, 2 beautiful girls for, was dead. It just.. just didn't sound right to him. Speaking of his girls, Lois finally allowed the girls to come see their mother. Kamsi and Nancy were numb. Kamsi was wailing out loudly. "Mommy please mommy! Please, just get up mommy. Look, daddy's here. Granny's here. Let's go to the beach. Please mommy!" Kamsi kept crying refusing to succumb to any of Lois's kind words. Nancy on the ot
Ethan's words echoed through the airwaves, carrying the weight of his harrowing experiences. The revelation of the governor's sinister actions sent shockwaves through the hearts of those who listened. In his passionate plea for justice, Ethan recounted the governor's desperate attempts to conceal his secrets. He spoke of the hospital attack, where he, Amanda, and Adrian had visited Beatrix, the governor's daughter. Adrian, who possessed vital information, had been living in hiding, constantly evading danger. The room fell into a heavy silence as Ethan shared his own abduction at the hands of the governor, accompanied by Colton and his father, Blake. He described the intense torture he endured, the threat to his very life. In that dark moment, it was the courage and intervention of Officer Don and Detective Ryan that saved him from the brink of death. His voice carried a note of urgency as he addressed the listeners, his words resonating with a mixture of concern and determin
Colton's anger surged like a tempest within him as Ethan's words struck a nerve. He couldn't fathom how this man, whom he had meticulously planned to eliminate in that caravan, now stood defiantly before the world, exposing their darkest secrets. His fists clenched in a mix of frustration and disbelief. In his office, Blake shared in his son's astonishment. His mind raced to comprehend the implications of Ethan's survival. He reached for the telephone, intending to call Colton and discuss the unfolding crisis. However, before he could dial the number, the phone rang with a shrill urgency, revealing the caller ID: Mr. Chester, the governor himself. Fear gripped Blake as he hesitantly answered the call. The voice on the other end was filled with seething rage and menace, unmistakably that of Mr. Chester. The governor's furious words lashed out at Blake, threatening him and Colton with a slow and agonizing demise. Mr. Chester seething with anger spoke "Blake, you spineless fool
As Don declared that it was time for Ethan to go live, the room fell into a hushed anticipation. The cameraman swiftly set up his equipment, positioning the camera, laptop, and microphone before Ethan, ready to capture every word he would speak. Taking a deep breath, Don looked at Ethan with a mix of encouragement and urgency. "Ethan, now is the time," he said firmly. "Tell the world everything you've faced, everything you've seen. The governor can no longer hide." Ethan nodded, his heart pounding with a mixture of nervousness and determination. He knew that this moment would change everything, that the truth had to be exposed. With a steadying breath, he turned towards the camera, knowing that his words would reach millions of people across social media platforms, billboards, and TV shows. "Greetings, everyone," Ethan began, his voice tinged with both vulnerability and strength. "I was just a lowly boy who left Mexico in search of greener pastures in New Hilton City, known as t
As they continued their conversation, a gentle knock interrupted their discussion. Catherine hurried to the door to see who it was. Outside stood four men, dressed in heavy attire that concealed their faces, as if they were secretive workers who preferred anonymity. Curiosity filled the room as Catherine let them in, recognizing their true identities. Once inside, the men shed their elaborate garments. The first man was Officer Don, followed by Detective Ryan. The third man introduced himself as Adrian, while the fourth individual appeared to be a cameraman, equipped with a laptop, camera, and microphone, as if prepared to interview Ethan. A mixture of emotions washed over everyone, as they were overjoyed to see Don and Ryan. Catherine couldn't contain her excitement as she looked at Don. "Don, it's been so long! We've missed you," she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine warmth. Don smiled warmly at Catherine. "I missed you too," he replied, his eyes reflecting a m
It was a beautiful morning, and Ethan sat upright on the hospital bed, surrounded by Amanda and Beatrix. The room was filled with a sense of relief as Ethan had regained consciousness, marking a significant step forward in his recovery. Engaged in a friendly conversation, the three of them shared a moment of warmth and joy. Amanda's love for Ethan radiated from her every glance, her heart yearning for his complete recovery. She had missed him immensely during his ordeal and cherished every precious moment they could now spend together. Among them was Catherine, Amanda's Chief Operating Officer, providing support and offering her presence in this pivotal moment. The camaraderie in the room was palpable, a testament to the bond they shared. Curiosity sparked in Ethan's eyes as he observed Amanda's changed appearance. He noticed a slight weight loss and signs of exhaustion etched upon her face. Concerned, he asked, "Amanda, you look a little slimmer. Have you been goin