Lilian sat before the casket all dressed one black. It seemed like Deja vu. Just over a month ago, she had sat here to mourn the death of Timothy Belton, David’s uncle. And now it was her turn to mourn someone close to her—her father. It all came as a shock. It still felt like a dream as well to Lilian. She felt that she would wake up soon. This wasn’t how this was supposed to end. Her father wouldn’t die off leaving her here. There had to be something wrong about this. As Lilian gulped hard, she fought back the feeling of reality dawning on her. Her father was truly gone. His lifeless body lay in the casket before then as the priest said the prayers. It was all her fault. The news of the company not being under their control anymore had come as a shock to Lincoln. That was what triggered his heart attack, which ultimately led to his death. Lilian panicked as he was brought to the hospital, but she had expected everything to turn out well much later. She had expected it to be just a

Roman watched as everybody dispersed from the cemetery. He had been watching Lilian give a speech about her father. It felt so emotional. It was hard to believe that Lincoln was dead. Roman was appalled by that. Though he hated him so much, he didn’t wish for Lincoln to die. Not until he had his revenge on him. This had turned from something gun to something tragic. He had a pair of black shades on which complemented the black suit he wore. He was here only because he felt he should be. The news had reached him as soon as he had returned from New Jersey. At first, he had thought that Ben was kidding with him until he had shown him the report. Lincoln had been labeled dead by the general hospital. He felt so bad for Lilian. The only pain she deserved was one from him. Lincoln had been so bad to him. He had fired him and also tricked his daughter into divorcing him. This was after he had made him go through hell at his house. From the day he had been married to Lilian until the day h

Florence was shaking as she held the doorknob. What was she going to do about this? She couldn’t let Roman die. But that would be going against her father and she didn’t want any of that. Her father wouldn’t forgive her for going against him. Florence was in a dilemma. How was she going to go about this? Maybe the best thing to do was completely ignore this. Roman was strong enough to handle this himself. She could flee the country and never look back. She had enough money to start a life outside, but she couldn’t abandon Roman. The guilt wouldn’t let her. She felt that she had used Roman to get closer to him. She had thought that what they had was real. And maybe he was. The sex and the way he touched her made her feel amazing. Roman was a good person. She couldn’t let Roman die, but she didn’t stand a chance against her father. She had thought that she would be able to get through to him and make him change his mind about continuing with this lifestyle. She had thought that she s

“Are you okay?” Roman asked. The goth girl nodded at him timidly in response. Roman sighed and straightened his clothes as he stared at the body of the bald man lying on the floor. He was still feeling woozy from the liquor. This was time for him to head home. He had come here looking for some fun and he had found it with the man. Now it was time to head home and get some rest. There were a lot of things still left for him to do. “Thank you,” the goth girl added. “What are you doing at a bar like this?”The girl scratched the back of her neck and grew speechless at that. Roman raised an eyebrow indicating that he needed a response but none came. “You know what? Forget about it. You can go home,” he said and turned around to the bartender. Roman reached into his inner breast pocket and brought out his wallet. He took out a few dollar bills and kept them on the counter. The bartender gave him a grim look. “That is for the drink and also for the glass.”The bartender nodded, pick

Eric Hilton closed the file and laid back on his desk. He was exhausted. Nothing was added to it. He felt like he was wasting his time looking at the files. There was nothing in there that was going to lead them to the murderer. They were all random but were affiliated to Viper Don. Adam Coleman who was sitting beside him was eating ramen. He had run out of steam a couple of hours earlier. All their investigations were leading to nowhere. They were still back to square one no matter how hard they tried. Eric stroked his chin as he thought of the accident that had happened. Leonard had told them that it hadn’t been planned. The killer aimed to kill Timothy Belton with the gun. But instead, he had missed which had led to the accident that had ended up killing Timothy. Timothy had been affiliated with Viper Don. And so was Jermaine Rhoades. That was the only lead they had. So far it didn’t look like all the killings had been done by one person. Each bullet they had run analysis on ha