Max's POV Angelo is sitting in front of me and he's making no sense.“Is he making any sense?." I asked Vera who's sitting beside me, she shakes her head and he boobs wiggle. She always agrees with me regardless of anything, why not when I put the food on her table. My eyes are resting on her nipples and I can just stretch my hand and touch them, if Angelo wasn't here, I would have stolen a taste of her juicy tits. I take my eyes off her boobs because if I don't, Angelo would start to stare at them too.“I'm sorry boss." Angelo says. I'm unsure of why he'd apologizing, is it because I caught him staring at Veras tits or because he's making no sense. I look around the booth, almost unsure of what to do with him. If I kill him myself, I might never find Hans and if I don't, I might never find Hans either. A sigh escape my lips.He looks around the booth with me too and I can see the fear in his eyes. I'm not going to kill him, I concluded, maybe another day. If he wasn

I climb down from my car, Amarà had already gotten down. I didn't want her to be my date today but I had no choice but to bring her.“This place is beautiful Max, just look at that mansion." She says gleefully. I can see the light from the mansion on her glassy eyes. I stretch out my hand and she takes it.“Thanks for bringing me. " she says." It's no problem, I want you by my side." I say and she giggled. We don't walk too further when a bunch of paparazzi and reporters started to swarm at us with their microphone in our faces. Cameras flashed their blinding lights. “Mr Walsh, can you tell us about the disappearance of Mr Hans Ronald?." One reported asked the the others had to quiet down to hear my response." I have nothing to say, we're still searching for him, we're doing everything we can to find him. " I tell them." Do you think his parents death was linked with his disappearance, was he kidnapped?." Another reporter asked. " We don't know if he was kidnapped but t

My vision is blurry but I can see Angelo smiling like he just won the lottery.“You did what?." I ask Angelo and I hear my phone ringing and I felt it vibrating in my pocket.“Hello." I say Into the phone.“I can't believe that you just left me, everybody saw it... It was a public humiliation." She sounded like she was crying. I roll my eyes and I cut the call.Who cares if everybody saw it, I don't care.“I'm sorry you did what?." I asked turning my attention to Angelo." I called you sir. "He said "You were the one?." I asked him and he nodded.“Affirmative, I was the one that called you... The kidnapper." He says shooting me another smile. " I have questions Angelo, questions that you need to provide answers to or I'll shoot you and this time for real. " I tell him and he frowns." Why would you do that boss?. "he asked me." You're the kidnapper?. " I ask him and he laughs.“No, it's all part of our plan... Remember, we capture some other dude that to looks like Hans an

Kelsey is rubbing her palms together and I can tell that she's nervous.“Kelsey," I begun “I believe that there are rules and I believe that's you wouldn't be harassed in here.. at least. But that's what I believe, please just do this for a day and if you hate it, just tell me and we're quitting." I tell her and she nods her head.“We're quitting." She repeats. She dosen't look at me when she opens the door of the car and pushes her way through as if she's fighting to move forward and a hurricane is pushing her backwards. She doesn't turn around she just hurries inside the building.Angelo's POV I'm walking out of my car when a blue Cadillac stops right In front of the main entrance of the casino. I notice that this is the same Cadillac the detective owns, I'm wondering if he came for his normal snooping around but then a girl with blue hair walks out of the car towards the building. I eye her and I take mental pictures... Then their plan struck me, they could want to enr

I'm sitting on the chair that the guy had thrown me to. I'm scared and every beat of my heart is like pumping iced blood through my veins. There is a leash tied around my neck and the end of the leach is tied to my hand and then connected to my legs, I'm practically bound. I spit out the metallic substance that is heavy on my tongue and I spit out a mouthful of blood. Except from the double chairs in the room, it is completely empty and dark. With only one window. The guy that brought me here is no where to be found. How could he just leave me here and vanish. I try to stand up and walk to the window but then I start to hear sounds coming from outside and the door starts to open and I have to sit down.A man walks into the room. He's somewhere around his late thirties. He's tall and his eyes are big and animated with life. He has rich Chestnut hair and he looks like an actor from a movie and not a guy who would run a casino. He takes the seat in front of me