Evelyn looked at Jason and nodded. She wasn't going to let him out of her sight, but then they were right inside the school. What was the worst that could go wrong? She hasn't heard anything from Eric or Aunt Camilla, so it was safe to assume they had forgotten all about the drama. Jason and Irene walked out of the party into the gentle breeze of the night. "So what now? You are into my sister Alessia?" Irene asked when they eventually stopped under the moonlight. "What? Why would you assume a thing like that?" Jason asked, raising an eyebrow to look at her face. "Maybe because I saw you in bed staring at her like you both have just had a steamy night." She looked back at Jason. "'Steamy night? I was drunk, and Alessia helped me get home. Definitely not my house. How was I supposed to know that she was your sister?" Jason asked "And what was that about her being my secretary back at work?" Jason added. "Wait, you work now?" Irene asked with a surprised look on her face. "Whoa, tha

"He said nothing as he closed his eyes. Shouldn't you be out there finding who his shooter was?" Marcus looked at the man standing before him in anger. "I think we need to help ourselves here, Mr. Marcus. I want the same thing you want." The police officer said again. "And what is that?" Marcus asked, staring at him. "You uncover the mystery surrounding Jason Carter. My name is George, and if you are ready to let me assist you, then let me know. Here is my card. Feel free to call me anytime you want." Marcus looked at the card and back at the man walking away from his sight. He got inside the car and drove out of the hospital grounds. [ BACK AT SCHOOL ] The following day was hectic with a lot of reporters going in and out of the school to cover an exclusive story about the shootout. "Do you think he is going to make it?" One of the students looked at her friend. "Why? I have seen many people bounce back from gunshot wounds." Marcus walked into the school premises and immediatel

The convoy screeched to a halt, the air thick with the acrid smell of burnt rubber. George's heart sank as he peered out of the limousine, his eyes narrowing at the chaos unfolding ahead. A black SUV had slammed into the rear vehicle of their convoy, effectively blocking their escape."Zeek, Evelyn, get ready!" George’s voice was sharp as he reached for the pistol under his seat. Beaded sweat formed on his forehead. Evelyn stepped out first, her movements calm but deliberate as she scanned the street. "Stay in the car, Mr. George," she said firmly. "We’ll handle this."Masked figures emerged from the SUV, each armed and advancing toward the van carrying Jason. Venom stood among them, his calm attitude sending a chill through the air."Hand over Jason Carter, and no one else needs to die," Venom called out, his voice carrying over the street. The people ran helter skelter as rounds of bullets were let into the air to send a warning message to George and his entourage. George pushed

The news of Jason's death spread throughout the whole city. The headline was all about him and the mysterious killer who had tried to take his life. The school buzzed with the news, and not only the school but the Mathews, who stood to benefit from Jason's death, too. "Do you think Ethan planned this?" One of the students said, staring at his friend. "Ethan? Do you think he is capable of such? He might be a bully, but I don't think he would want to do something as stupid as trying to kill Jason Carter. I don't think he and Jason are in the same league anymore." Ethan walked past them with his friends. His eyes darted among the students as he heard their soft whispers. "Let them gloat. They are beneath you anyways." A voice came from behind him. Ethan turned to see Fiona looking stunning. "I thought you should be at home." He said gently, staring at her face. "Why? You don't want to be seen with me?" Fiona asked with her hands crossed on her breast. "Not that. It is bad enough that

The students all looked at their phones, and they stared at each other. "Did you see what I am seeing?" a student asked his fellow students. "I don't know what you see, and I am clearly not showing you what I saw," he replied hostilely.Immediately the vote began to drop, and all were in Ethan's favor. Marcus looked at the board, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Typical Ethan. I knew he was going to do something." Mr. Reynolds said with a smile on his face. Meanwhile, Ethan looked at Mike. "What did you do?" he asked, staring at him. "I just pulled their strings. I am the puppet master." Mike said putting his mini laptop in his bag.Ethan grabbed his hands. "Thank you for saving me. My father would have me killed if I had lost to Jason." "Why did you have his girlfriend snatched in the first place?" Mike asked, staring at him. Ethan looked around. "Why does this matter to you anyway?" He stared at him. "I think I deserve to know. I helped you, and I think you should. Doesn