"These are the most stubborn tenants I've ever had," the man said. He continued walking toward the apartment complex, he didn't seem to have noticed Ryan.He stopped, noticing Ryan's car. A look of amazement was on the man's face."Did one of them buy a car?" The man asked."It could be the new tenant," one of the man's bodyguards said.The man turned to look at his bodyguards. "Did you just say a new tenant?""Yes, Sir. The vacant apartment was sold yesterday."The man nodded, when he turned back, Ryan was in front of him."Who are you?" The man asked, looking at Ryan from head to toe."My name is Ryan. I'm the guy who bought the vacant apartment." The man nodded, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "I don't know if you're aware of the tenants tax that you are required to pay as my tenant.""I don't think I understand what you're talkin

Ryan  glanced around the store. The few artworks that he saw in the place were anything but appealing. Another disappointment."Sir?" The woman called.Ryan glanced at her and smiled. "Can I look around?" "Sure. After you." If Ryan ever had a thing for artworks, the ones he saw here destroyed it. "Did you find anything you love?" The woman asked after they had walked round the place.Ryan wanted to say looking around was a waste of time but he didn't say that, instead, he plastered a smile on his face and shrugged."Everything here doesn't look that bad. Are you the owner of this place?" "Yes, Sir.""You have a really great taste in artworks," Ryan said, hoping she wouldn't get the underlying meaning of what he just told her. She blushed. "Did you find something you love?" "Actually…" Ryan looked around, he pointed at a paint

“I'm a very rare man. I really don't have a place I stay. I can be in Atlanta today and be in  Finland in two days,” Ryan said.  “But if you want to get in touch with me, I can give you the number of a friend.”“Won't it be better to have your number?”“I carry a phone around but I don't have a sim. It's too distracting.”“Oh…” the woman nodded. “Let me have the number then.”Ryan called one of his private numbers to her. Those ones he uses for secret business. If he had to call his real number to her, she might realize later on that he's really fake.“Thank you, Sir.”The woman helped Ryan to carry what he bought outside. Seeing that going with his GMC would make him easily traceable, Ryan boarded a cab. He waved at the woman before he got inside the cab. Even after he had entered the cab and the car had started driving, the woman still kept on bowing. Ryan didn't need anyone to tell

"I had to ask because I was a bit confused," Ryan said. "And let this be the last time you'd refer to me as 'stupid'."Richard laughed. He looked around. He saw a cop and signaled to the cop. The man walked over to them."Do you know me?" Richard asked the cop, looking the man up and down."Yes… Mr Richard… that's your name," the cop said.Richard nodded. He tucked a hand in his pocket and used the other hand to adjust some imaginary hair on his forehead. "Do you know this boy?" Richard asked the cop, referring to Ryan.The cop looked at Ryan for some seconds before shaking his head. Conversations like this don't go well. The last time the cop had listened to Richard speaking with another cop, the cop had been fired the next day for no real reason."I don't know him, Mr Richard.""Well, I will introduce him to you. This boy hit my car and now, he's claiming that I was the

Ryan didn't drive inside the hotel. He watched Anderson drive inside the hotel. As he parked his car, Ryan suddenly felt like a stalker. No matter how he thought about it, this doesn't sound right. Stephanie is an ex wife. Her boyfriend, the man she loves, just drove her into the hotel. What one earth was he thinking to have come here?But… Anderson impregnated another girl… Still, that didn't seem like an excuse for him to come here. Now that he's here, what would he do? Go inside and watch Anderson and Stephanie make out?For some inexplicable reason, Ryan felt a bile rising in his throat. Disgusted at himself, Ryan turned on the ignition. He shouldn't be here. He shouldn't be doing this. Thanks to his impulse act, he missed out on almost everything Landon explained to him about the Lt Group.The last thing he should be doing now is to allow a woman, the same woman who broke his heart, to disrupt his life agai