“Mr De’Luka!” The officer spoke calmly. It was as if the story behind the man in question was a deep one. “I have been investigating the man since the day you two crashed. All the coincidences were too much for a person who claimed to have nothing on you. When the results of the investigation about your family came and his name popped up, I was as surprised as you are. Mr. De’Luka is one of the dark souls hiding in the mask of a business guru. Everything that that evil man shows is nothing but a lie to cover up his wickedness and animosity.” The officer looked at Ana, who was battling with disbelief.The man she met ran his big companies. She did not know any shady one of them. Sure, she had witnessed her father’s cruelty. Firing a bullet was like throwing a stone at an animal. But none of that justified what the officer was driving at. She was lost and confused. “I don’t understand, officer. What are you trying to say about my father?” Ana asked, and Jordan did not even spare her a g

In the sitting room, Jordan was all adorned in his well-fitting suit as his mind cruised around what awaited him on the journey. It was morning already, and Ana was in her room getting ready. She was still worried about what she was about to witness—the sudden ruin of her adopted family.A doorbell sent Jordan hiking towards it. Pulling his hands from his pockets, he reached for the door and opened it. The face of a vibrant man in his early forties or so greeted Jordan.“Attorney, Bosco. Good morning, Mr. Rivers!” The man said this, extending his hand for the warm greetings.Jordan shook the attorney’s hand with a welcome expression. “Good morning. You are right on time, Attorney. Come in.” Jordan said warmly, ushering the man in.“I could not afford to fail on my first task. Thank you. May I sit?” The attorney asked once they were in.“Sure. Make yourself comfortable, please.” Jordan said, and they both sat on the seat. “So, you brought good news, I presume?” Jordan added.On the sta

“What a surprise! The prodigal daughter decided to come and visit me. Wow! What happened?” Mr. De’Luka spoke the moment he saw Ana and Jordan.“I came to see how the jail is treating you, De’Luka. How is your new home?” Ana said.“Don’t rejoice too much. I do not know why my lawyer is taking so long to get me out of this disgusting cell, but I will get out soon enough. I think I should replace that incompetent fool.” De’Luka said.Jordan smirked. He had everything planned out. The man was unknowingly in for the shock of his life.Just then, the lawyer showed up, looking so worried. Beads of sweat could be seen dripping from his face as he approached. “Why do you look like this, Francis? Is it not enough that you are failing in the job that I am paying you so handsomely for that you now have to show up here looking like this? What the hell is the matter with you? Is there a ghost chasing after you or what?” De’Luka asked. He was fuming mad at the poor lawyer.“There is fire in the moun

“Excuse me, may I know where the bathroom is, please?” Ana spoke to one of the girls. It was about eight at night. She needed to make that call now.“It’s…wait, how come you don’t know where the bathrooms are? I also don’t think I have seen you around here either.” The lady, whose name Ana did not know, stated. Her eyes were scanning Ana from head to toe suspiciously.“Yes, I am new. Today is my first day here.” Ana lied boldly. The success of the mission lay with her. She could not afford to screw things up that early. She did not want to fail Jordan.“Ooh, I see. Take the right turn, then turn left at the far end of the corridor. And hurry, because we don’t entertain laziness here. The clients are too many tonight, and we must serve them all.” The lady spoke sternly.“Sure. I will be quick.” Ana said that and headed off in the direction she was shown.On the other hand, some meters away from the brothel, Jordan was anxiously waiting to hear from Ana. He wondered whether their plan t

Mr. Osman was busy assessing the lifeless bodies of his bodyguards as they swam in the pools of blood. He thought he had the best battalion of trained boduguards whom he had trained so well, equipped them with high-quality guns, and fed them well. He was so furious that they were all gunned down by just one person, whom he shot to death all alone.“Boss, please help me, boss!” One of the remaining bodyguards, who was still breathing through the pain, begged.Mr. Osman was so furious. Instead of helping him, he pulled out his gun and finished him off. He even added more bullets to some who were already dead and killed the two or three who were still battling to stay alive. “I have no business with useless fools!” He cursed furiously as he turned around.Ana was kneeling beside the seemingly lifeless body of Jordan. Her face was drenched in tears. The sensation of the tears against her sore cheeks made more tears flow, making her eyes two pools of tears. Mr. Osman had given her a good b