It was already evening, and the cops had been notified. There was an extreme level of tension in William Prime's office. The clock seemed to be mocking their inaction; it had once been a silent reminder of time passing. With thoughts of vindication and retaliation racing through his head, Sebastian paced back and forth, unable to stay still. Abigail waited for any updates from Anthony while perched on the edge of her chair with her fingers hovering over her phone."We should let the police handle it," Abigail said, breaking the silence. "Richard Rice is extremely dangerous. We do not want anything to go wrong."Sebastian halted in the middle of his stride and faced her, his determination shining in his eyes. "I have had enough of waiting. While everything around me falls apart, we have been waiting for answers for weeks. I refuse to wait any longer. Not with us this close."William moved away from the window and in Sebastian's direction. "I know how you feel, Sebastian, but this is m

When the Nike family received the news, it was already late in the evening. Senior Nike stood by the window, his silhouette against the moonlight that filtered through the curtains. He looked out into the darkness, his face twisted in rage and anxiety. His veins swelled as he remembered the message: "The president of Prime Enterprise had been released, while Richard Rice had been apprehended."The words shattered his composure like daggers.Romy and Cindy stood in nervous silence in the spacious, opulent sitting room. They looked at each other nervously, waiting for Senior Nike to turn around and say something to them. The air was nearly oppressive, and there was a palpable sense of unease.The two closest confidants of Senior Nike narrowed their eyes as he turned around at last. His voice was low, but it was full of boiling rage. "How did you allow this to occur? You both gave me assurances that Richard Rice would not be apprehended and that this would be handled.” He stepped close

Sebastian struggled some more, his frustration building as the police hauled him out of the interrogation room. Richard's mocking laughter rang in Sebastian's ears, raising his blood pressure. Eventually, he became calm enough for one of the officers holding his arm to let go of him."Mr. Prime, this is not how it is done," the chief officer chastised Sebastian as they were escorted back outside to the hallway. He spoke in a firm but not harsh tone. "We recognize your frustration, but using physical force will not solve the problems. We have policies in place for a reason."Still fuming, Sebastian wrenched his arm away from the cop. "Procedures? Your procedures have yielded nothing!" His voice was low and dangerous. "You have not gotten anything out of him after hours of him being in here!"With a voice full of desperation, Abigail stepped forward and said, "We do not have time for this. Prime Enterprise is in jeopardy; everything we have worked so hard to achieve is in jeopardy. The

In front of the police station, Sebastian, William Prime, Abigail, and Don got out of the elegant black sedan. As they got closer to the station doors, Sebastian's jaw tightened in a tense atmosphere. Since last night, there had been no updates, and a cloud of uncertainty loomed large over him. Walking beside him was William Prime, who had a stoic but equally impatient expression.The station was alive with quiet activity inside. Officers were hopping between desks, but there was a noticeable uneasiness in the air, something that was not spoken. An officer at reception stood up sharply as soon as the group entered. He recognized William Prime right away, a man who demanded respect everywhere he went. "We are here to see Richard Rice," William Prime announced quickly and authoritatively."Sir, as of now, Richard has not... provided any further information," the young officer stammered, blinking nervously. There was clearly hesitation in him.Sebastian was getting impatient. His hands

The new information hung heavy in the air as soon as Officer Paul Wesley left the room. With his hands clasped behind his back, Sebastian stood by the window, observing the bustling city below him. His thoughts raced over the disclosures, piecing together the corruption's threads that had escaped him for so long. It was obvious that someone with sufficient power was influencing events behind the scenes in order to influence law enforcement and conceal important evidence. The silence that had descended on the room was broken a few minutes later by a knock at the door. William Prime entered the room with a neutral expression but perceptive, ever-watchful eyes. He looked over at the seat that Officer Wesley had just taken. He closed the door behind him. "I saw the man leave," William explained, approaching Sebastian's desk. "So, who was he? Is there a new development concerning Richard Rice?"Sebastian looked out the window, his expression expressionless. Although he had learned to tr