Michael's POV Knock, knock, knock I was ushered into his office by his thick voice and when I did enter I met him on a call. I sat into one of the chairs that were opposite him at the other side of his table. "Yes, please do come up, Gabriel. I have a work for you." He said and ended the call. What sort of work? Hopefully it wasn't the one I was going to ask for. "Michael right?" "Yes sir." "How are you doing? And how is your case coming up?" he asked "Its coming up fine, its not necessarily a complicated case and it is already half-solved, though I got your message about wanting me to practice how to close a case totally with it, I still feel like I have been underestimated sir." I stated, looking at him in the eyes. "Underestimated? How?" I needed to speed up the conversation before Gabriel came up to collect the new case file. "I may have lacked enough knowledge to properly close up a case file but it does not mean that I cannot handle a whole case properly." "What are

Michael’s POV I drove us down to Crescent Boulevard; it was the only place I could think of that was quiet and almost deserted. We settled at the outskirts of the streets sitting in my car. I quickly scanned our surroundings before turning to Barb. “So what’s up? How did the scan go?” “I am afraid to reveal that it is somewhat the same thing as what happened with Donovan, except this time, I believe the information.” “How exactly?” “After scanning the face I had extracted from the clip, I generated all the data I could find and put them together. They are not printed, so here it is.” He booted his laptop, which took only a minute, before opening the file he had collated. I picked up the laptop from his lap and studied the data. The name of the man was Montreal Lucas, an ex-convict that had been charged for embezzlement, and even aiding and abetting to murder of almost a thousand people in the year 2000. After spending twenty years in prison; he had been released due to a preside

Pablo’s POV A little bloodshed once in a while is a refreshing act and as far as I was concerned, a soothing exercise; to the body, mind and soul. It had been two days since I last shed blood and my body was currently yearning for it again. I needed to keep it in check for now as things were still too chaotic to think of staring up another trouble. I had received Scott’s call earlier informing me about Donovan’s treacherous murdering of my men. I was very pissed and had to settle for another bottle of my Jennessee Whiskey. I informed him to visit the other brothers and give them an insight on their brother’s sins. They didn’t want their families to pay for Donovan’s sins; they would look for him and caution him. Scott’s call came in again and I was more than excited to answer it. He must have delivered the hamper of renewed threats. “Has it been taken care of?” “Yes sir. I was thinking it would only be a lot terrifying and a lot more profitable for us if you gave them a call and

Ayla’s POV It was very early in the morning; the clock’s short hand rested elegantly on five am. I had woken up to prepare breakfast for Michael only to find out that his maids had already had it prepared, I was resolved to help him in any other area but when I got to the door of the room he had spent the night, there was no answer and on pushing into the room, I did not find him. The bed was scattered but his briefcase and laptop were gone. A shoe was absent from the rack that he had arranged earlier when I had informed him I would be staying. I felt a little disappointed at the fact that I had woken up too late to meet him at home. He had looked too tired yesterday, so I had decided not to disturb him but I had something to tell him. I knew it might probably get me angry and hurt me more than ever but I felt I still needed to ask him and get confirmation directly from him. I strode to his bed and bent over to spread out the sheets properly. The room wasn’t as comfortable as his r

Ayla’s POV “What in craps name is this?!” I unconsciously yelled. I was dumbstruck by the content of the paper; it read information about a secret organization in abbreviations. I had no idea what to think or how best to interpret it. Just minutes ago, I had decided to open up and ask Michael about the strange thing I noticed in our mission. I had thought the first mission of seducing was to help get information for a case that would aid his promotion; which I knew was illegalbut I still did for him. Then after the promotion, he suddenly needed me for some other things that I found extremely weird and uncomfortable. There was the search in Lucille’s firt apartment that I didn’t see as a problem at first, then the crazy search for Lucille and her daughter after she finally moved away with her daughter, which by then I had expected he would have given up on her, but he didn’t. The ay he had persisted on finding her then and eventually finding out her new abode; really made me jealous,