"There should be something, anything," he murmured, continuously scrolling through financial reports and news articles from recent and past publications.Then his gaze fell on one headline: "Controversial Medical Research in Connection with Fernandez Holdings." His heart was thumbing hard against his chest, as he clicked on the article published about a week ago.The article discussed a series of allegations concerning unethical medical practices and court injunctions pointing to Fernandez Holdings. Though Fernandez Holdings denied having something to do with all that and described them as false information, the journalist hinted at some cover-up or hush money for those events."Bingo," Morris whispered; on his lips, there was a grim smile. He continued reading through the pages and other related articles in search of further information, following a trail of shell companies and offshore accounts that did unsuitably seem to link back to Carlos.The morning sun was already boring out t
The sun had long since set, the rays filtered across the room, as Isabelle slipped out of the Fernandez mansion. Her heart pounded toward each step. She pulled her coat tightly to her body for warmth and also to cover her growing belly. Pressing hard on her mind was the weight of her decision to meet with a woman whom she'd lost trust in.As she reached the venue for the meeting — the dimly lit park on the outskirts of the city that looked like a deserted area, Isabelle's nerves were on edge as the shock of the scary surroundings battled across her features. It seemed like every rustle of leaves made her jump, and every shadow seemed to hide a potential threat she couldn't seem to understand."Isabelle," a voice she knew too well called softly from behind a large oak tree. Allison emerged, her face half-hidden by a hoodie. "I wasn't sure you'd come."Isabelle steeled herself, trying to keep her voice steady, even as her heart was thumbing like it was going to escape its bony cage. "Yo
Isabelle was still frozen in Carlos' study, her heart racing as her eyes locked with his burning ones. The air was charged with tension, anger, and betrayal on his part, and something else — electrifying and undeniable.After the incidence at the park, Carlos had given it a deep thought and released Allison to go, warning her not to come any close to his wife again if she really valued her life."I trusted you," Carlos said in a low voice. "I brought you into my home, my life. And this is how you repay me, huh?" His face was turning red and his eyes darker. Isabelle swallowed, fighting for words. "Carlos, I. I was just curious. I never meant to—""To what?" he cut her off, advancing on her. "To pry into my personal affairs? To betray my trust? What have I not done for you to make your stay under my roof hospitable than I had earlier planned?”As he drew closer, Isabelle found herself backing up until she hit the edge of his desk. Carlos braced his hands on either side of her, trappin
The Fernandez Holdings boardroom came alive as Carlos strode in, a picture of calm determination. The rest of the board members fidgeted in their chairs, having heard the rumors that preceded Helix Innovations, their newest and most promising partner."Gentlemen," Carlos launched into his speech with great composure, "I've called this emergency meeting on account of the situation with Helix. We must get to the bottom of these allegations."As the conversation progressed, Isabelle meandered around the halls of the Fernandez mansion as her mind raced a mile a minute with all that she had uncovered. The weight of her discoveries sat heavily upon her shoulders, and in so many ways, she felt more alone than ever.Her phone buzzed, startling her. Dr. Kim's reply shone on the screen: "Meet me at the clinic. Come alone."Isabelle found herself sneaking out of the mansion, elusive of Carlos's security team's view, as her heart nearly raced out of her bony chest. The drive to the clinic felt en
The Fall of HelixLong shadows crawled across the Fernandez mansion as the morning sun peeked into the windows of the study where Isabelle was pacing nervously. Her heart raced as her fingers nervously fidgeted on the USB drive Dr. Kim had handed her that morning. Behind his desk, Carlos looked a bit taciturn, somewhat cracked at what was about to happen."Are you so sure about this, Isabelle?" Carlos asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Once we open this, there's no going back."Isabelle met his gaze; in her eyes burned a determination that seemed almost fierce. "We have to, Carlos. For the twins, for all the others affected by Project Chimera, for the sake of humankind. We can't let Helix continue their experiments."Carlos nodded in affirmation as he plugged in the drive. The files loaded as their faces were bathed in the rays of light from the screen. What they saw there made their blood run cold.Detailed reports of genetic manipulation, failed experiments, and human rights
Shadows of the PastThey took a deep sigh of relief when Rodriguez batched in, panting like a wounded lion. Carlos almost pulled the trigger.He quickly apologized for batching in that way. He thought he heard some cryptic sounds of people around the hallway entering a room.Hours later, as day break, Isabelle sat in a hospital bed, her hands protectively cradling her swollen belly. The twins were safe—the pain came from nothing other than contractions timed and squeezed into chaos by stress alone. Carlos paced across the room, his phone pressed to his ear, shouting orders at Rodriguez."I want every inch of that mansion swept," he growled. "And find out how they got past our security!"Isabelle watched him, noting the circles under his eyes and the stiffness in his shoulders. The attack had shaken them both, but Carlos seemed to be taking it particularly hard."Carlos," she said softly. He turned to her, his expression softening. "Come sit with me."He shrugged and dropped down besid
New HorizonsThe day was still young, and the sun had barely started its travel over the horizon. In his home office, his face marked with nothing but resolve. Whirlwind weeks of personal drama - they'd moved to Los Angeles to start a new life.The chaos that erupted in New York and the potential danger it poses on their unborn kids motivated their decision to relocate. Carlos was filthy rich. Relocating to any of the world wouldn't pose any slack back to his business. He'd got many reliable and competent staff to run his business even in his absence.He had a branch of his business in Los Angeles and found it worthy to grow it into something bigger.It was time to refocus into business. In his home office, in response to reading the plans of their downtown redevelopment sprawled over his desk that he slightly loosened his tie.A soft knock at the door called his attention. It was Isabelle, her pregnant form backlit in the hallway light. "You're up early," she said, a hint of concern
New Opportunities The California sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Carlos and Isabelle's new penthouse apartment in downtown Los Angeles. Isabelle rested one hand on her growing belly, propping herself up by one of the windows, while with the other she brought a mug of herbal tea up to her lips. The city lay below her—one that was peaceful, presumably, very much different from the New York skyline."Cared to share your thoughts?" Carlos spoke up from behind her.Isabelle half-turned to him, a faint smile in evidence. "Just that I mean, everything around here is so… different. It's… calm and peaceful."Carlos reached out to her and hugged her lightly, cradling her bump. "See, that was the point. New beginnings for us all."It is three weeks since they hastily moved to Los Angeles. The decision was fast, driven by the urgency to get away as quickly as possible from the building pressures and danger in New York. Here, they thought they would be safer until the twins i