“Yow, my grinch friend,” Smith greeted Hunter as soon as he entered Hunter’s office, “You’re so workaholic, I hope you won’t die with pleasure deprivation,”Hunter rolled his eyes and continued signing papers. He was only left with his built-in desk lamp, his sleeves were rolled up, and his ties were loose.“What are you doing here?” Hunter said in a bored tone while adjusting his reading glasses.“Well, I heard some authorities pay you a visit earlier today; that must be about the killing spree I’ve been mentioning to you,” Smith made his way to Hunter’s fridge to grab two beers and dried octopus.“Yeah, that detective named Levi,” Hunter halted and put down his pen, “Who was that man? He had some guts to threaten me,”Smith handed Hunter the beer and settled himself to the nearby couch, “Well, he was known for digging graves for his targets. Levi Ocampo was notorious for finding concrete evince of whoever messed with him,” he stopped and gulped some beer, “Remember the senator who u

“Hunter, you didn’t say you were coming; what a surprise,” Zafron exclaimed while looking at Hunter, who seemed very tired, “How’s your day?” he asked. “I have something to ask, dad,” the seriousness in Hunter’s voice made Zafro frown; he put down his newspaper and turned to Hunter. “Have a sit first, son,” Zafron said, “What is it that you wanted to ask?” “What’s the real reason for mom’s death?” Hunter felt a thorn in his throat upon saying that. Zafron didn’t even look shocked about the question; he was expecting it; someday, his son would discover the death of his mother, “I see, you discovered about it,” Hunter gave his father a look of disbelief, and he felt betrayed, “So, you knew all along?!” Zafron sighed and nodded, “Yes, but I can’t do anything; that family was yours, to begin with. I gave you the authority to take your revenge, son. Since the time you told me you will be pursuing the young Pritt, I can’t do anything; seeing you smile like that made me realize it wasn’

“When is your Christmas break, Ala?” Hunter asked; while they were on their way to school, he offered Alamid a ride since it’s been a while since they had talked. Both of them got busy.“It starts next week, why? You have other plans for Christmas?” Ala said, still busy with his readings. This is his finals week, and he can’t seem to remember a thing about all the reviewers he sorts out.“Do you want to spend Christmas at our family house? Matthew was inviting you and also a dad. They all wanted to meet you,”Alamid put down his biscuit and looked at Hunter, “Isn’t it a family get-together? I mean, Christmas?”“You’re a family now, Ala. We should join them; it’s been a while since I got to see my family since my mother died,”“Well..” Alamid looked down, “What should I wear?”The car filled with laughter. Hunter couldn’t stop, to the extent of tears escaping his eyes; he tried to wipe them and focus on driving. They talked about random things before Hunter dropped off Alamid at his sc

“Dad, come on, I can manage; I’m not a kid; it’s been three weeks!” Hunter can’t hide his annoyance while trying to get up from his hospital bed. His IV was newly intact, which was why he felt so grumpy early in the morning.“Shut up, and you ended up here because of your stubbornness! You should have just asked for our help rather than going there with your stupid plan, moron! So, shut up before I lay my hands on you!”Hunter sighed heavily and just gave up. Zafron scoffed and continued assisting Hunter to sit on a wooden chair. He is still recovering from his operation, the bullet was removed safely, and he needs to rest to heal fast, but his dad feels so guilty that he doesn’t want to discharge Hunter until his wounds are fully healed.“Dad, I can manage these wounds, come on, I have tons of papers to sign; I can’t just lie here and do nothing,”Zafron grabbed a spoon and scooped from the plate with vegetables, “Eat, and make yourself healthy before we go out,”“Dad—” They both hal

Olivia woke up from the ray of the sun passing through her window. Her vision was still blurry, adjusting to the light. "Ah, fuck. I feel like shit," She muttered as she tried to sit on her bed. She roamed her eyes and sighed in relief. She went home last night, "I'm never drinking again, fuck,"She stood up, washed her face but changed her mind, and continued with a hot shower to lessen her hangover. With a towel on her head, bathrobe, and phone, browsing her last night's messages, she went to her kitchen to fill her growling stomach, but the smell of brewed coffee, toast bread, and bacon filled her nostril, which made her stop. "Did I come home with someone?" She muttered, confused about the situation and what to do next, "Fuck, fuck," "Don't just stand there; eat. You still reek of alcohol," Hunter said while serving a hangover soup, "Drink that," Olivia wasn't still able to move from being shocked, "What?! Drink that, so I can go home," She blinked twice and immediately sat o