Rylan stared at his phone ringing beside him as he lay on his bed. He knew it was Dayton calling to report on Lana’s movement. Presently, nothing moved him. He was numb and lost. Rylan never knew he would feel this way ever again. The last time this had happened to him was when he got kicked out of his marital home. For the first few days, he was lost and couldn’t leave his bed. Tristan had tried to lift his spirit but nothing worked. All the liquor they drank on those nights at the bar didn’t make him feel better, so why did he think that drowning himself in whiskey was the solution?Rylan was unsure of his answer. Arlene had come home, but he didn’t acknowledge her presence. The worst was when he took her she wasn’t his mother. Rylan could feel the cold hands of guilt grip him. He felt bad for saying those words. Though Arlene wasn’t his real mother, she was everything a mother could be. She had offered to take him in. Rylan wondered where he would have ended up if he hadn’t met Ar

“Where is my mother?” Rylan asked Williams as he came down the stairs. Willaims was standing by the doorframe of the kitchen with his hands behind him. He was surprised to see that Rylan was back to talking. Those few days in which he had been quiet and inactive seemed like a glitch in his life. The Rylan he knew was almost hyperactive even late at night. Williams was happy that Arlene had been able to talk things out with him. Rylan was back to being Rylan Daystar. “She left a few minutes ago to visit a friend,” he replied. Rylan cranked his eyebrow at Williams as he arrived at the bottom of the stairs. “Friends? I didn’t know Mom had any here,” he confessed. Willaims chuckled at the sound of that. “Business friends,” he elaborated. Rylan nodded in understanding now. He was back in his black suit and his hair was combed neatly. His skin was glowing once again which made him look dazzling. Williams smiled as he looked at Rylan. “I see you guys talked things out,” Williams said

Seth Mannen was in disbelief as he stared at the hole in what used to be his casino. He was trying hard to believe that this wasn’t real. But it was, and it was happening. Rylan had finally gotten what he wanted. He had taken down the casino, and there was nothing he could do about it. He had been too late. Instead of going after Rylan, they had been distracted by Lana who had threatened to honor the police with information on them. That had prompted them to switch their focus on her. They had lost track of Rylan and he had swooped in just in the nick of time and destroyed their casino. The boulder swung towards the casino and smashed another hole in it. The sound of the wall collapsing made Seth tremble in fear. This was happening. Rylan was destroying his hopes and dreams. It was a horrendous act. After so many years of poor investment and financial management, the casino had finally grown on the people of Los Angeles. They had begun crowding the place with a lot of tourists comi

“What do you have to say about this, Detective Reynolds?” Lieutenant Wesley asked as he read her notepad. Jain was standing in his office, and behind her was Stanley who was leaning on the wall. After going through hee notepad, Stanley had been disappointed that she had continued her investigation on Rylan Daystar and was forced to report her to the Lieutenant. Jain couldn’t believe that her partner would do such a thing to her. She knew that this would happen if Stanley had gone out, and here she was now. She had been careless enough to keep her evidence close to the reach of Stanley. And he had taken that opportunity. She could perceive the smell of tobacco coming from behind her. Stanley was smoking a cigarette. “I was trying to get more information from the cases we are under, sir,” Jain explained. “Detective Stanley here told me you’ve been after Rylan Daystar for a while now,” Lieutenant Wesley said leaning on his desk. “Is that true?”Jain’s eyes went to Stanley who was beh

Lana Pierce dumped her basket of groceries on the counter and sighed. It was about time she got to the counter. She had been waiting in line for almost fifteen minutes. Impatience has been one of her virtues lately. She couldn’t stand people anymore, especially what her colleagues had done to her. They had tried to kill her because she was against murdering an innocent man. And she was certain they were going to do it again. The lady at the counter, a black woman with plump cheeks whose braids were tucked under the store’s cap on her head, moved her jacket to the side and began taking out all the groceries. She passed them through the machine, and when she was done, she packed them all into two brown grocery bags handing them to Lana. Lana got it from her and nodded in satisfaction. “Thank you.”The woman nodded, chewing her gum recklessly. Lana found it to be a slight nuisance. “That will be forty-nine dollars and thirty-five cents,” the woman said. Lana brought out her credit ca