Christian sits on the bed. He rummages his bag on the bed and takes out two prescription bottles. A smirk plays on his lips. A plan forms in his mind to ensure the meeting would unfold to his advantage. He takes a prescription nylon from his bag. He opens one prescription bottle and pours out a white pill on his palm. He puts it in the nylon. He does the same for the other prescription bottle and pours out a pink pill into the nylon. Each of the pills play a helpful role to the user but the combination causes a bit of a harm. The combination would cause dizziness and fainting. Nothing that would cause any alarm since it's just once that Rose would take it.He hears Rose's bedroom door open so he rushes out with the prescription nylon. He swings the door open and sees Rose heading for the stairs."Rose, please wait a minute." Christian approaches Rose. She stops and turns to Christian."What do you want?" Rose asks.Christian extends the nylon to Rose, "Take this."Rose looks at Christ

 Gabriel waits in the conference room for Rose's return. He grows increasingly concerned as minutes pass without a sign of her. The shareholders were leaving little by little. He hopes Rose is not in trouble that could damage her image. Anxiety knots in Gabriel's stomach as he wonders what can be causing the delay.Rose would not just disappear without letting him know. Realizing something might be amiss. Gabriel discreetly pulls out his phone and composes a message to his secretary. The text was concise but urgent, instructing the secretary to discreetly check on Rose without attracting attention, not wanting to cause unnecessary concern among the shareholders or draw attention to Rose's absence. He glances at the clock, each passing moment intensifies the unease.****************************************************************************************************

 Ariel settles into her office chair, the muted sounds of the bustling city seeps through the closed windows. With a determined look in her eyes, she picks up her phone and dials the number of a private investigator she had hired to look into the accident that had left Luther injured and shaken.After hearing about Luther's history, she is even more determined to make sure the assailant is caught. He cannot go free after everything he has done. Ariel has to prove to Luther she will always be there for him just like does for her."Hello, this is Ariel. I need an update on the investigation regarding the hit-and-run incident a few days ago," she speaks with a sense of urgency.On the other end of the line, the investigator, Simmons, responds in a calm and professional manner. "Good morning, Ms. Ariel. I've been making progress. I have been reviewing traffic cam

 The address leads Simmons to an apartment building. He parks his car at the parking lot. Simmons comes out of his car and approaches cautiously, his senses on high alert. He enters the building and takes the stairs to the second floor. He passes some apartment rooms before he stops at Alex Manuel's apartment.Simmons knocks on the door, uncertainty lingering in the air. The door creaks open, revealing a startled Alex Manuel, who eyes Simmons with surprise on his face. Alex cannot believe that Simmons is at his apartment. They worked together for over five years but things were not just working out so they went their separate ways.Simmons was becoming too attached to the cases while Alex just wanted the money. Simmons wanted to bring closure. Alex did not have time for such sentiments. Alex didn't want that so they broke their alliance and went their separate way

 The bar hums with activity as Austin expertly places the bottle of whiskey and fine glasses on the tray. Just as he is about to pick it up, a familiar voice calls him."Excuse me?"Austin turns to the far end of the bar. It is the woman that tripped him and embarrassed him the other day in the club. He did not want to answer her but he has to. It is his job. She has her hand raised to catch Austin's attention. He hesitates for a moment but with a practiced smile, he approaches her."Good evening, ma'am. What can I get you?" Austin inquires, maintaining a professional tone.The woman, her features contort into a displeased expression, snaps, "So you are still working here. I thought you would have been fired."Austin keeps silent, does not reply to her. He does not want another event lik