The grand ballroom buzzed with muted conversations and forced smiles as Randy and Bobby, Rain’s malevolent half-brothers, made their entrance. Their arrival cast a shadow over the celebration, and a palpable sense of unease spread among the guests."Well, if it isn't the Clayton brothers," sneered an older gentleman, his drink sloshing slightly in his hand."Surprised to see us, Mr. Halloway?" Randy smirked, his eyes scanning the room.Bobby grinned, stepping closer to the nervous crowd. "We thought we’d drop by and see how our dear sister is doing."Rain stiffened, her fingers tightening around her glass. Luna, standing beside her, she observed the tension on Rain’s face, when her brothers entered.“Rain are you okay?”Luna said, with a concerned look on her face.Rain nodded, taking a deep breath. "I am. It nothing, really."As Randy and Bobby sight Rain an evil grin grew on Randy’s face as he walk up to her “well, well, well, look at you dear sister, all dressed up and looking beaut

As the introductions continued, Vincenzo kept a watchful eye on the room, noting the movements of Randy and Bobby, and the subtle signs of unrest among the guests. As Vanekan made his way to the ballroom, he and Max continued their hushed conversation over text on their phones. "Do you think she bought it?" Max asked.Vanekan replied, a grim smile playing on his lips as he texted. "She did. But we have to move quickly. Vincenzo won't be fooled for long."Max's eyes gleamed with anticipation. He says "What about Ferdinand?""He's ready," Vanekan replied. "We just need the right moment."As Marco patrolled the mansion, his thoughts kept returning to Enzo and Luna. “Where could they be?” He said as his worry grew with each passing minute. A man passes him by, his demeanor is cold as ice and as their shoulders graze each other, the stranger says “Sorry mister”, and he continues his path down the hall. The man was wearing a black hat that was covering his face. Marco grew suspicious but b

The grand ballroom buzzed with activity, but Marco and Enzo were anything but calm. They had been searching for Luna, who unknown to both of them had returned to the event room. Enzo's frustration was evident as he scanned the rooms, but there was no sign of her. They tried calling her cell phone but she dropped it In Vanekan’s room when he pulled her into his room and convinced her that the Clayton twins were plotting something sinister."Marco," Enzo said, turning to his distant cousin “we can't keep wasting time. We need to split up."Marco nodded, his expression serious. "Agreed. I'll head to the west wing. If the guards were telling the truth I need to stop this shooting."Enzo's eyes widened with concern. "You can't go alone, Marco. Take some men with you, just in case."Marco shook his head firmly. "No, Enzo. We don't know who we can trust among our guards. If a killer has infiltrated, he might have allies here. I can't risk it.""Marco, this is insane. You’re walking into a po

Rain's blood ran cold at Randy's words, she tried her best to compose herself. But it was evident she was feeling the weight of the event as her hand trembled at the weight of her phone. Randy and Bobby on the other hand were livid, for all their scheming, plotting, and planning on the demise of Vincenzo Griffo, the Don of the Griffo family. They had just witnessed his death first hand and they didn’t even have to lift a finger. The ballroom was still a scene of chaos. The guests were being escorted out, and the Griffo men were on high alert. The night had taken a dark turn, and there was no room for hesitation."Randy," Rain said, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside. Randy responded "This isn't the time for your existential crises. We need you to make sure whoever shot Vincenzo completed the job."Rain couldn't pace her breath, sensing the gravity of the situation. She lets out the frustration and anxiety she had built up "You can't be serious, I thought you guys did it…….,

Enzo and Nathan dragged Kill Shot through the courtyard, their grip firm but their minds racing. They needed answers, but more importantly, they needed to ensure Kill Shot didn't escape."Keep an eye on him," Enzo instructed Nathan, his voice low and urgent as he took Ferdinand's phone out of his coat pocket. There was only one number on the phone, with the name contractor. Enzo continues "We can't let him slip away ."Nathan nodded, his eyes never leaving their captive. Kill Shot's expression was one of grim determination, even as he stumbled along with his hands bound.As they approached the manor, Ferdinand's phone buzzed. Enzo glanced at the screen and saw a message from an unknown number: "Ross is on his way. Get ready."Enzo's heart skipped a beat. Ross was one of their most trusted men and an influential contractor, but if he was involved in this..."Something's not right," Enzo said, his voice tense. "We need to move faster."Suddenly, Kill Shot, lunged, using his bound hands