Officer Stiles went mute as he weighed the situation he had found himself in. He couldn't easily get out of this one. He knew that, but it would be so easy to get out of it. That is if he didn't already tarnish his name everywhere. Now, no one would believe him, no matter how good his lies were. "How did you get a hold of these documents?" He asked, hoping that they would say they hacked into the federal government files and retrieved them. "People talk Officer. Did you really expect that you will commit so many atrocities and get away with it so easily? It doesn't work that way, mister. You hurt a lot of people and when these people find someone willing to listen to them, they will speak and bring out evidence to back their claims. Now, I believe you were about to make a decision." "Okay." Stiles couldn't believe how badly he had lost. He had him, the one guy that he wanted so badly to get rid of. The one guy that he wanted was dead and not just locked up. He had everything planned

At intervals, Sebastian took a sneak peek at the young man who had become his friend. His face held no expression, it was almost surreal to look at him. The pain was sipping out of him but stayed in a contained aura, it floated around him, torturing him still and not allowing him to be free. He looked back at the road as he drove. Everything was finally making sense to him, he was finally beginning to understand this man. Sasha was his best friend and he lied to himself that that was all she was to him. For some reason, he couldn't open his eyes to see the truth, couldn't understand the writings on the wall. But this was an eye-opener for him. Sebastian had no doubt in his mind that the young man would go back to her and beg. Hell! They may even get married and he would be finally rid of that bitch. Sebastian would be more than happy to serve her the divorce papers. He looked at the driver's mirror, thinking that Amanda was following him. He couldn't afford for her to know where he

Jake awoke to the smell of coffee. He got out of bed slowly and stepped into the bathroom to freshen up before heading downstairs. Sebastian's house remained him of his aunt's home. It was always cozy and nice. It was the kind of house one would love to go back to. The kind of house that offered peace and love. More than anything, he wanted to create such a home with Amanda. But the woman was too selfish to understand his need. To understand why he was doing it. Jake took a closer look at himself in the mirror. His face scarred him. He looked like a ghost, maybe it's because he didn't get much sleep during the night. He stared at his phone, waiting for Sasha to call him and allow him to speak. He would tell her how sorry he was and how much he had missed her already. But she didn't pick, she probably didn't want to hear those words from him. He quickly finished up in the bathroom after he had grown weary of looking at his face in the mirror. He went back into the room and threw on th

Sebastian's face had never appeared more humble as he told the story of how he lost the two most important people in his life that day. His wife died and his son threw himself into depression and suicidal thoughts. According to him, it was his fault that the woman didn't see the drunk driver behind the Toyota wheel. She had bent low to try and ease the pain on his leg and didn't see it. Jason had always blamed himself. He should have listened to his father and allowed the wound to sit on ice. He should have not screamed out in pain and would not have slowed his mother to take a 'quick look at the wound'. It was all his fault and the thought slowly drove him to suicide.Sebastian got up from the bed he was sitting on to tell the story and walked to the closet. He picked a pair of clothe and felt the texture of them around his palms. "It started slowly. After the burial, he couldn't concentrate and soon he got fired. The woman he was seeing at the time reported severally to me that he

It is said that opportunities can be found everywhere, Jake always believed that if determination and preparation did not meet you at the doorway of opportunity, you won't be able to get into the house. "Are you serious, sir?" His intonation and way of addressing suddenly changed. The man was no longer a stranger he met at a bar, he was now the man who had the power to change his life. "Of course I am. From your designs, it is obvious that you are pretty good so I will love to give this a try. So what do you say?""I say Heavens yeah! Man, you don't know how long I've been waiting for an opportunity like this and now that it's right here in front of me, I am not going to play with it." "That's good but you will have to design a two-piece suit for me first. After I am satisfied with that, then we can proceed to the next step, is that okay with you?""Yeah, it's totally okay with me." Jake didn't care if the man wanted him to design ten clothes for free. It wasn't all about the money