“Welcome home, brother of mine.” Danny step inside his focus on the woman right in front of him. Looking at her he recognize his own image within her. He felt the familiarity from her touch. “Who are you?” He just has to ask although the truth looks directly at him.“Joslin, your twin.” She said simply. “Why did I never knew about you?” “That’s a question for the parents.” “Isn’t Mom dead?” “What give you that idea?” “It’s simple, I was raised by father.” “I was raised by Mom.” “I don’t understand.” Danny looked at her searching her face. He can’t senses any type of lie from her. He stuffed his hand into his pocket when he suddenly remembers the ring. Taking his one hand out to look at the signet ring. When he looked up he saw her showing her ring for him. “What’s with the rings?” “The family line.” “Where is father?” “He is at the office. I requested this meeting.” Joslin looked at her twin. She tried sensing his mood but there was no connection between them. “”How old a

“Mister Ricardo?” Detective Duncan stood in the door of another interrogation room. He was nervous as hell as he looked at the young man who could make serious trouble for him. “Yes, sir?” Danny felt tired but too much on edge. It was with immense inner strength that he managed to control the nervousness in his body. “You may make your phone call.” “No thanks,” Danny said quickly. “Why not?” Duncan was surprise. “How is Jason Clarke?” “He will live. It was just a superficial wound. I am curious about something. Do you mind answering?” Danny looked at the older man. He already noticed the difference in the man’s new attitude. The man has probably figured out who he was. Now another moral question: should he be punished for doing his job?“What?” “Why didn’t you try to escape? It was clear those men were here for you.” “Whatever reason would they have to try and break me out? I did nothing wrong.” “There were complaints against you. Maybe your family wanted to protect you?” D

“Hello,” Danny answered his phone. It has been ringing nonstop for a while. He already recognized the number. Since the night at the party, he feels weird being around those types of rich people. “May I come over?” Bella Simone asked softly. “Why?” he asked suspiciously. “You sound weird, Denver. Did I do something wrong?” “You did,” he said shortly. On impulse he suddenly disconnect the call. Jumping out of bed he rushed into the shower. As he was stepping out again, his man servant stood hesitantly in the door. “Is something wrong?” He asked drying his hair. “You have a guest sir,” Danny pulled on his torn jeans before reaching for the light blue T-shirt. He looked at the man who stood uncertain in the door. He quietly realized he should start a kind of trusting relationship with his skeleton crew of employees he inherited from his parents. “I take it the girl didn’t except your refusal for entrance?” “Yes, sir. She is waiting impatiently in the living room. “Offer her a be

'I hate liars. The ease and simplicity with which they manage the act. They are all two faced liars.' the words echoes deeply in his unconcious mind... Raven Dark enters the private hospital room. She carefully place the tray down. She took her usual moment to look at the young man. He has been in a coma for nearly eight months. Another nurse step inside, looking at his chart. “Is there any change, sister?” Raven asked softly. “No,” the answer brusque as usual. “Make him presentable. His family is coming for a visit today.” “Okay,” Raven waited until they were alone before she prepare to sponge bath him. Apart from that she rub tissue oil onto his skin, not wanting him to have dry skin. ‘I need to shave you but I am not allowed,’ she said softly to him. ‘I will try to make you more presentable.’ She start to sing softly, only loud enough for him to possible hear. ‘You know, Denver, I had two options in this life. My daddy was one harsh man. I feel embarrass about telling you this,

“Denver Ricardo?" McAllen looked worriedly at the young man. He knows his approach is sometimes too blatant. The truth was he don’t do gentle anymore. It could cost lives. “Who are you?” Denver looked at the semi-naked man in front of him. He noticed the brief concern on his face. “I am the guy here to help you.” “What do you mean?” “Do you mind if I am very honest with you?” McAllen stood his full length. “You seem to know me. Is it all because of that footage on the internet?” “No,” “What do you want from me?” Denver struggles onto his feet. “I don’t want or need anything from you. However, I am able to help you.” “Why?” “Why not?” McAllen challenged. “Where I came from there is always a price to pay.” “You are not a tree, move forward. Stop being the victim." Denver slowly walked towards the balcony. He looked around and quickly realized the man has a perfect view on his mansion. There were he like to stand or sit watching the sun set, he now noticed Raven standing the