Alarick, Maurice and the rest of the officers in the station had worked and searched for the missing offenders till the sun came up. Some of them had fallen asleep during the night but none of them left to go home. Alarick rubbed his eyes due to the stress. He hadn’t rested since he came out of the interrogation room and joined them. He turned and looked at Maurice. Maurice had tried to stay awake for as long as he could but eventually fell asleep on his desk, his face shoved into a pile of papers.Alarick turned back to the work at hand. It was currently 9:12am. Several hours since Dylan contacted him. He had little time left and so much to cover. Having the officers search with him was a huge help but now that most of them were asleep the workload had piled up. He couldn’t blame them though. They weren’t meant to be here and he knew that staying up for so many hours could take a toll on someone. Alarick’s eyes twitched as sleep called to him but he was brought out of the trance whe

Alarick had made it to the location he was given with no time to spare. He swerved into the parking lot and parked. Once he did, he immediately bolted out of the car, leaving Eadie alone and searched around for his family or Dylan even. The lot was empty. Alarick pulled his hair. Where could they be? Alarick was about to get back into his car and try to search for his family when his phone rang. It was still the unknown number so he knew it was Dylan.“I see you’ve made it to the lot in record time. That’s good. Do you have Eddie with you?”Alarick looked around the lot in an attempt to find if anyone was watching him or if any cameras were facing him. He didn’t see anything and continued to speak. “Where are they? You said that I should meet you here so where are you?”Dylan repeated his question."Eddie?""He's here." Alarick answered.“Good. Actually, I’m not there. I just wanted to make sure that you were obedient and didn’t come with any officers. I’ll send a different location

A ray of bright morning light rippled through the dark curtains and shone on Alarick’s eyes rousing him from his sleep.“Ugh.”Alarick raised his palm to his head to shield his eyes. He groaned and turned over covering his head with a stray pillow. The image of blood and the flowing of blonde hair in the wind before a body fell flashed in his mind. Alarick threw the pillow off his head and sat up straight. His hands touched his hair. It was real. What he witnessed was real. Grace was really dead. Alarick sighted the bottle of whisky he dropped the night before. He instinctively gagged at the thought of drinking it again. It would only make him forget and that was not what he needed. He needed to remember who killed Grace. He needed to keep the fire of hatred within him burning for him to be able to take revenge. Revenge on Dylan.Alarick stood up from his bed while simultaneously grabbing the bottle from the ground. He capped it and set it on his bed stand before stripping his clothe

Alarick stood up from the desk and started to pace near the bed. His mind was swirling with dread and guilt. He had heard Dylan say they had fun with Grace but he refused to believe that Dylan was talking about rape. Now his father just confirmed that Dylan had allowed his men to rape Grace, Dylan may have even participated. That monster defiled Grace. If only he had been more careful. If he had made sure that they were more safe and secure before attempting to catch Dylan then maybe this wouldn’t have happened. He just hadn’t thought that Dylan would be able to extend himself to a different country. He formed a fist and was about to punch the wall when Cillian spoke up.“She tried to tell you all that we noticed and it got her killed. It should have been me who died. She had her whole life ahead of her and they just took it away like it was nothing.”Alarick refrained from hitting the wall and went back to the desk. He faced his father. Cillian saw Alarick’s face, sighed and shook h

Alarick sat at his desk in his office with a small stubble on his face. The sun began to set causing the warm rays of the retreating sun to pepper the room like light passing through a prism. He sighed and dropped the file he was looking at on the desk with a thud. He put his head in his hands and rubbed his eyes in frustration. Being at the office for days on end was taking a toll on him and his body knew that. It was close to shutting down but his mind was stronger. He had to get through this ordeal. After that, he could rest all he wanted. Alarick picked up the file he threw on his desk and looked at it again.KING CORPORATION ANNUAL BALL That was the heading of the file in his hands. The file contained details about the party he was informed that he had to throw every year to appease their clients and friends all while goading the competition and learning their secrets and strategies. Why did it have to be so close? He sighed and turned to watch the sunset. Now, his hand was be