"Well well well, if it isn't the hero of the day." A baritone voice spoke from behind them, making them all to turn back with immediate effect, Paul, instinctively jumping in front of Ethan."Jason?" Sandra asked, with utter disbelief in her eyes."Hello love." Jason said, with an evil smirk on his face."Jason, I'm sorry did we have any prior meeting?" Ethan asked, stepping away from Paul's back as he approached Jason."Oh not at all. I saw you on the TV this morning and decided to come and offer my greetings in person." Jason answered."You didn't have to." Ethan said, as he and Jason shook each other's hands. "Come, let's take this conversation to my office." Ethan added."Nah, I can see you have a guest, I wouldn't want to get in you guys way." Jason declined."I was just leaving." Sandra jumped in, her voice cold and distant. She headed for the door. "See you some other time Ethan." She said as she walked out the door without waiting for Ethan's reply."Shall we?" Ethan asked, as

It was strange that it took Jackson and Jason knowing his secret to make him face his bottled up emotions about suzan's death, but nevertheless, he was glad some good came out of it.***Nestled in the heart of the sprawling estate of the Lockwood family, hidden from prying eyes, lay the enigmatic Serpent’s Den. The family’s mansion, an imposing Gothic structure with ivy-clad walls and towering spires, was a well-known landmark. But the true heart of the Lockwood's sinister machinations lay deep beneath the surface, far removed from the grandeur seen by the public.To the casual observer, the mansion’s library was a treasure trove of rare books and antique maps, bathed in the soft glow of ornate chandeliers. However, behind a seemingly innocuous bookshelf, a secret passageway awaited discovery. Activated by pulling an inconspicuous volume of Edgar Allan Poe’s works, the bookshelf slid open with a quiet, mechanical hum, revealing a dimly lit staircase that spiraled down into the dept

"Why are you standing doing nothing?" The man questioned with a frown on his face. "Do you think this is like the regular works you usually do? It is not! This is the most sensitive work of your lives. Now go back and act like it." He ordered "Yes sir." The men shouted as they rushed to pick up blocks and heavy wood. It was crazy work they were doing and there was no time for laziness or idleness.The men folded their shirts to enable them carry the equipments well, revealing a tattoo of a Bear on their foreman.The three men looked at one another and gave a small nod with a smirk on their faces as they moved and joined the rest of the workers.***"Hello big brother. Good to see you." Denera greeted as she walked into her brother's office. She was clad in a dove-gray pantsuit tailored to perfection. A crisp white blouse with a delicate ruffled collar peeked from beneath the jacket. Black stiletto heels clicked confidently on the pavement, while a rose gold watch and pearl stud earr

Chaos erupted. The once orderly construction site was now a scene of pandemonium, and amidst the turmoil, the infiltrators slipped away, their mission of mayhem accomplished. Steve's heart pounded as he raced down the stairs, his mind racing with the realization that this was no accident. Someone had targeted their project, and the game of cat and mouse had only just begun.***Sandra's room, usually a sanctuary of calm with its soft lighting and artfully arranged decor, felt stifling tonight. The walls seemed to close in on her as she paced back and forth, her footsteps muffled by the plush rug beneath her feet. Her mind raced, replaying the disturbing event she had witnessed the previous day—a sight that had sent a chill down her spine and left her heart pounding—Jason with Ethan."Why him?" she muttered to herself, running a hand through her tousled hair. "Of all people, why did he have to befriend Ethan?" She hated feeling this way. She stopped in front of the large window, the

"Understandable." Paul let out a small chuckle. "I guard my energy well" He said."So why me?" Rachel asked Paul took a few seconds to answer, stretched out his hand across the table and held Rachel's hand in his as he said, "Cos you resonate perfectly with my energy."***As Paul and Rachel's date continued, Ethan was still in his office, trying to make sense of the day's sad event.Rachel had volunteered to stay back late and help with the mess but he told her to go and have fun on her date. Paul had already told him before hand about it.The office that was once bustling with the day's activities, now sits in an eerie silence, punctuated only by the distant hum of the city below.Moonlight filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a silvery glow over the expansive space. The sleek, modern furniture takes on a ghostly sheen, and the glass walls reflect the scattered papers and clutter that tell the story of a frenetic day. The grand mahogany desk, a symbol of power and