It was a cold Friday evening in Beethoven city and while other families sat around the dinner table, eating very delicious meals and enjoying each other’s company, the same could not be said about the Prescott family.Instead of the dining room, they were all in the living room, having an important meeting and everyone’s focus was on the matriarch of the family, Lady Elizabeth Prescott. Though she was sixty-four years old, her beauty was still ever present, transcending from a youthful allure to the regal elegance that came with age.Lady Elizabeth sat gracefully in her opulent white and gold leather chair, with impressive designs that made it look almost like a throne, and in her presence were children and grandchildren,“Grandmother, these are the records of profits we’ve made this year and if you take a look at these other documents, you’ll see our expected profit margins for the next five years.” Said Austin Prescott, Lady Elizabeth’s first grandson, as he gave her two files.The

They couldn’t believe what they had just heard. Did Gwen seriously just say that she had killed someone while driving? “Where did it happen?!” Lady Elizabeth asked hurriedly. “Not too far from here. About seven minutes from the gate”, Gwen replied, pointing in the direction of the street that the body would be on.“And did you check to see if the person was actually dead or not? Sometimes you can hit something and it’ll still be alive.”Gwen’s eyes widened.“Oh my god. I made a mistake and didn’t check, grandma. What if he is alive and is in so much pain and agony because of what I did? I can’t believe I messed up so badly” Gwen cried even more, realizing the massive error she had made.Lady Elizabeth quickly consoled her.“It’s not your fault, my darling. Something like this has never happened to you before, so it’s expected that you will make a mistake. Everything will be fine, so clean your tears” Lady Elizabeth helped wipe Gwen’s tears from her eyes.“Okay, Grandma, I’ll be stro

Hearing the voice, Jeremiah’s eyes widened.He had been so enthralled in the chaos of what he was doing that the loud noise of the car’s engine had drowned the sound of the police cars driving towards and surrounding him.They had turned off their sirens and headlights to make sure he didn’t see them coming, and now he had nowhere to go. “The police? What are the police doing here?! I thought grandmother was handling the situation—” Jeremiah panicked but was interrupted.“This is your final warning! Turn off the engine and come out with your hands up. Refuse and we’ll be forced to use deadly force”, Officer Prince warned.Immediately, Jeremiah turned off the engine.“Good. Now, come out with your hands up and do it slowly. Any strange movement and we might be forced to put you down—““Alright, I’ve heard you! I’m coming out!” Jeremiah yelled, then took his hands out of the car first.“As you can see, my hands are empty and outside the car. I am coming out too, so please don’t shoot”

The man got closer really fast and started to aggressively wear Jeremiah his shirt. Even though Jeremiah tried to fight him, the man’s chaotic strength was just too much. Within seconds, he was able to wear Jeremiah his shirt.Jeremiah was very confused. Why did his new cellmate just switch their shirts? He wondered but wasn’t given the time to think more about it because the man hurriedly grabbed his hands and started chanting something.“Hey, let go!” Jeremiah yelled as he tried pulling his hands free, but was shocked to realize that his hands wouldn’t budge. He tried pulling his hand free some more, but still nothing. Something that was beyond the cellmate’s grip strength was keeping both his and the man’s hands together, but Jeremiah had no idea what that was.Panicking, Jeremiah looked at the cell door where he could still hear the strange type of knocking. He grimaced after realizing that it wasn’t just regular knocking but rather sounded like a form of code.However, he didn’

Jeremiah's widened eyes fidgeted. A spine-chilling cold washed over him as the sight of the aged gentleman begging for his help caused his entire body to vibrate with shock and disbelief.His bones became weak for a moment, and, as a result, he fell backwards. Although, he was already sitting on the floor and, as such, didn't and couldn't fall far.However, Jeremiah placed his left forearm behind himself and his right palm beside his body, using both to barely prevent his entire back from touching the floor. Jeremiah looked up and saw the bodyguard staring down at him with a no-nonsense expression. A sight that eliminated any idea of this being a joke or prank being played on him.Panting, Jeremiah stared at the back of the aged gentleman's head, and knowing what it meant, he understood the gravity of what was being asked of him. "Umm, I don't know what to tell you, sir, but I can't help you," Jeremiah said, hoping again that the man would listen."Doctor Michael, all a mortal man,