The man slowly brought out a gun towards Fiona's back, and she froze. "You can take the ar, please. What do you want?" She said it with her voice as low as possible. " What was in the safe? I need to see that right now!" The man shouted at Fiona. "What safe? Did Camilla send you?" Fiona asked, trying to see the man's face. "Are you in the position to ask questions?" He asked with a stern voice. "This doesn't need to end in a blood bath. I need what is inside the safe, and I will be out of here before you need it." The man said again "I don't have it here. If you want it, then you will need to follow me down to the house." Fiona said with a stern feeling the man wouldn't hurt her. "The carter mansion?" The voice said it with anger. Fiona wanted to turn and see his face, but then a jab on the head sent her to the ground. The man looked around and carried Fiona into the car he had parked outside the school. He had managed to evade the cameras as she drove out of sight. **********

Marcus was disturbed, It has been two days now, and he hasn't heard from Jason. There was nobody he could take too; no one he could ask about his whereabouts, and the only person he suspected was Ethan Mathew. The guy who stole his girlfriend and made his life miserable. Maybe the message he sent him wasn't enough to let him know that he was back. Marcus Jacobs was back to defend his only friend. He hadn't been gone for a long time, and now that he was back, Jason was kidnapped. Mr. Reynolds, who had promised to look into his whereabouts, wasn't doing anything. Marcus decided to make posters and flyers of Jason after reporting at a nearby station. ' Who do you suspect would have kidnapped him? And are you sure he was kidnapped?" A police sergeant with a pot belly and a bald head looked at Marcus. "Yes, I think this has to do with Ethan." A lifted up his gaze and looked at Marcus. "Ethan, you say? Do you know how many citizens go by the name Ethan? You need to be precise with what

Fiona blocked the ray of light entering her eyes. She had been kept in the dark for a long time. She looked at her phone, and still no message from Jason. She decided to go to his house to check up on him. Meanwhile, Marcus was able to distribute Jason's picture all over the school premises, telling them to contact him if he was seen. "Still no reply from him?" He heard a voice from behind, and he turned to see Irene's face. "How come you are asking me that when you obviously feel this way about him? Do you even know where he lives?" Marcus asked with his gaze fixed on her. "And what about you? Here is the kettle calling out Black. You message him and ask him to meet you at the school garden. If I hadn't known well, I would say you had him kidnapped. Don't tell me you don't know his house?" Irene asked back Both stared at each other in silence, not sure of what to say to themselves. The tense atmosphere was broken up when a student walked up to Marcus. "I know where he lives."

Camilla was growing impatient. The safe she had believed held the last treasure of the late Edward Carter was lost, and Jason has it. The thought of having her killed was what she could think about. She brought out her phone and dialed a strange number. "Do you have it?" she yelled at the receiver. "You are going to have to wait, Mrs. Carter. Jason escaped, and we are looking for her at the moment." "Oh my god! I should have known of your incompetence! How did a teenage boy escape from your grasp? I paid you the money to have the documents retrieved, but you cannot handle a small kid?" Camilla shouted.Her two kids ran inside when they heard her voice and burst into tears. "Why are you shouting, Mummy?" one of them asked. "Find him; that is what I paid you for!" Camilla shouted and ended the call. "Everything is going to be alright." She said soothing her kids. She stared at her phone as her face was red with anger. Eric heard her voice and, with a grin on his face, decided to atte

The battle for the Carter's wealth was just beginning. Jason got dressed and looked at himself in front of the mirror. "Can't you just sit this out, Jason Carter? You are meant for more than just going to school. You are the last heir of Richard Carter and the heir to the grand wealth of the Carter family. That should mean something to you." Jay said, looking at his back view "I want to study. Go to school and learn. How do I control all of the wealth when I lack basic knowledge of how things are done?" Jason looked back with a scar on his cheek. "Besides, I have you and Benson now, and I trust you can protect me."Jason hurried over the breakfast on the table. "Shall we?" Benson asked, grabbing his car keys. "The killer can't come down to school, right?" Jason looked at Jay's face. "I can't always tell what he is thinking, plus I have never seen his face before. He is always in hoodies, and he isn't acting on his own. He is a contracted killer, and the only reason you were alive w