"You bastard! You're the one who kidnapped my Dad!"
Carlos came forward, wanting to punch Diego in the face, but two of Diego's bodyguards arrived and quickly pushed Carlos away.
The two men in black punched, kicked, and dragged Carlos outside. Carlos was forcibly removed.
"My business with that asshole isn't done yet, let me go!"
"You've caused trouble here. According to the rules, we must expel you to prevent further chaos," a guard said loudly.
Carlos' body was pushed to the ground. Carlos got up and tried to get back in, but he couldn't because he was blocked by the two guards.
Meanwhile, Diego was smiling contentedly inside his house, satisfied that he had succeeded in making Carlos angry.
"We kicked that man out of here, but he's still outside the gate, not leaving," a bodyguard reported to Diego who had moved to the back of the house, near the swimming pool. "Leave him alone. If he dares to come in again, then I'll teach him a lesson myself."
"Yes, Sir," the bodyguard bowed politely.
***
Annoyed and angry, Carlos had been waiting in front of Diego's mansion for an hour. Carlos wanted to enter again with the same purpose, which was to find out news about Austin.
However, the house was heavily guarded by Diego's men. It was difficult to get in and see his cousin.
Carlos returned home unsteadily. He couldn't find Austin. He knew that Margareth was desperate for her son to bring Austin home.
"How was it, son?" asked Margareth as she ran up to Carlos who had just gotten out of the car.
"I went to the nightclub and had a few drinks, and then I disappeared," Carlos replied lamely.
"Disappeared? Disappeared how?" asked Margareth, rounding her eyes.
"No one knows. But someone saw Dad talking to Diego before he disappeared. I'm sure Diego has something to do with this. So, I went straight to Diego's house to look for him. But Diego was evasive and kicked me out, mom."
"Diego...?" said Margareth softly.
"Yes, Mom. I believe Diego is the one behind your disappearance."
"Does he already know that we've been—"
"Sttt... be quiet, Mom," Carlos put his forefinger to his lips. "Dad said not to talk about it anymore. It's just the past, and we just have to live the future."
"I'm getting scared, Carlos. I'm afraid that Diego will find out about our conspiracy and take revenge," Margareth pressed her palms against her chest.
"Calm down, Mom. I hope Diego doesn't find out. There is no proof that we killed Uncle Brandon and Aunt Cecilia died."
"So, what should we do, Carlos? Should we go to the police?" asked Margareth fearfully.
***
Liby Advertising, 10.00 AM.
"There are police looking for you, Nir," Nick reported to Diego who was busy with his laptop in his office.
"The police?" Diego repeated Nick's words with a furrowed brow. "What are the police doing here?"
"I don't know. They just said they wanted to see you."
"Okay, let them in," Diego said finally. Diego leaned his back against the chair. He stopped his work for a moment.
"Okay."
Diego could predict one thing. The arrival of the police must have something to do with Carlos. Carlos must have reported to the police about Austin's disappearance yesterday.
In just a few minutes, the two policemen entered Diego's office. They were immediately invited to sit on a sofa not far from the desk.
"I'm sorry to disturb your busy schedule," said one policeman after everyone was seated, including Diego. Nick stood beside Diego with a straight face.
"It's okay. I'm sorry, what's your purpose in coming here?" Diego asked with a flat expression.
"There was a missing person report to our office. Mr. Austin's wife, Mrs. Margaret, reported her husband missing some time ago. The reporter said she suspects you to be the one who caused Mr. Austin to go missing. So, we are here to find out your involvement in Mr. Austin's disappearance a few days ago at the nightclub. There are a few questions we would like to ask you. We hope you will be willing to answer our questions and cooperate to give us true and honest answers," one of the policemen stated his purpose.
"Sure. I will answer according to what I know."
"Well, shall we begin, sir?"
"Go ahead."
The policemen asked Diego 30 questions. Diego answered the questions calmly. There was no panic or tension. The expression on Diego's face was impassive.
Every word he said was straightforward and easy to understand.
"So, you went straight home the night Mr. Austin went missing?" The last question one of the policemen asked.
"That's right."
"Can you provide us with proof that you actually went home that night?"
"Sure. I was driven home by Nick, my personal assistant." Diego gave Nick a quick glance, and Nick nodded in response, confirming what Diego had said to the police. Then, Diego's gaze returned to the two policemen in front of him. "You can check the CCTV of the nightclub parking lot, and also the CCTV at my house. The time is close together. I went straight to bed and didn't do anything else."
"Can we ask you some more questions?" The other policeman asked for permission.
"Go ahead."
"Are you willing to have your office and home searched by the police today?"
"Don't you believe my answer?" Diego asked back. He was quite annoyed with the police request.
"This is just an inspection procedure, Mr. Diego."
"The search can only be carried out if I have been proven to be involved in Uncle Austin's disappearance. Meanwhile, my status here is only as a witness. You have no right to search my home and office. But, in order to prove that I'm not involved, please search."
"Okay. Please do not go anywhere during the search."
"Okay. As you requested."
The two policemen began to search Diego's office, assisted by two other policemen who had been waiting in the police car.
The search lasted for an hour. However, the four policemen found nothing suspicious.
The search moved to Diego's house, which was not too far from the company. And... it was the same at Diego's house, the police found nothing.
Finally, the state apparatus left Diego's house. Diego stood in the doorway with his arms folded across his chest. He smiled wryly.
"You won't find anything here," Diego whispered slyly.
Daylight turned into night.
Diego was in his study. He was enjoying a glass of wine while leaning his back against the chair. He stayed like that for a while until his gaze fell on the clock on the wall.
It was already 11 pm. Diego set the wine glass on the table, stood up, and walked over to the bookshelf beside him.
One of Diego's hands reached out, pressing a black button hidden behind a stack of books.
The bookshelf in front of Diego moved as soon as the button was pressed. Behind the bookshelf was a secret door.
Diego opened the door and entered immediately. He walked through a three-meter-long hallway, then down the stairs.
As it turned out, the door was connected to the basement. A place that not many people knew about. Only certain people knew about it.
Diego walked up to a man sitting on a wooden chair with his hands and feet bound, his mouth sealed with adhesive.
Diego reached out to a guard who was standing there. The guard understood and handed him a full bucket of water.
And... splash!
Diego splashed the body in front of him, opening his eyes instantly.
"Good evening, Uncle Austin," Diego greeted with a wicked smile.
The towering iron door opened, and a man stepped out of it slowly. A backpack was strapped to his broad, muscular back.His gaze was sharp with a hardened jaw. The man was 35-year-old Diego Cartwell Burke, an ex-convict who was officially released from prison today.Diego had completed his 10-year sentence for murder, a crime he never committed, but had to serve a long sentence for.Diego walked with certainty, striding through the crowded streets of Boston. No money made him walk to his destination. Those muscular legs stepped into a house.Yes, Diego was returning to his childhood home. Diego thought it was empty, but it turned out that the mansion was occupied by his uncle's family, Diego's father's younger brother.Diego's uncle was named Austin, and Austin's wife was named Margareth. They had a son named Carlos, who was the same age as Diego, 35 years old.Margaret, Austin's wife, was shocked to see Diego standing in the doorway she had just opened. Diego had a meaningful smile o
"What did you do to my father, Diego?!" someone shouted at the open door.He had just arrived and rushed into the room, helping Austin up."Are you okay, Dad?" he asked once Austin was on his feet. It was Carlos, Austin's son."It hurts," Austin replied, fingering the cheek where his nephew had punched him."Why did you attack my father?" Carlos asked again, glaring at Diego."Your father deserved it. He took my father's company. You're the same, enjoying the company that my father worked so hard to build from scratch."Carlos was silent, unable to answer because what Diego said was true."Get out of here, Diego!" Carlos shoved his cousin away."You're kicking me out of my father's company? Don't expect me to leave.""All of Brandon's assets have been transferred to me and Carlos. You're poor, you have nothing," Austin said loudly. He tried to stand up straight despite the pain in his face."I don't believe it."Carlos took a secret document from Austin's vault and handed it to Diego.
"I once eavesdropped on Mr. Austin, Mrs. Margaret, and Mr. Carlos talking in the backyard. They were celebrating the success of eliminating Mr. Brandon and Mrs. Cecilia and framing you for the murder of your parents, even though I know you never did it."Diego was stunned into silence as soon as he heard this statement from Susanne's mouth. He didn't want to believe it, but it seemed to be true.What Susanne said matched Austin's treatment at the office. He had rudely sent Diego away. Diego was actually the heir to Brandon, his older brother. Austin had taken over Diego and Gloria's parents' entire estate.It's sad. One's own relatives are so cruel to other relatives just for the sake of controlling wealth and property.Diego had no idea that his uncle was the mastermind behind his parents' death. Not only that, Austin had also manipulated the killer to lead Diego to a 10-year sentence.Diego's hands clenched into fists, his jaw hardened, his lips trembled. Before he knew it, Diego's
Benjamin's death is still a mystery.The police have yet to find out who committed the murder, even though Benjamin's body has been autopsied.Even until the lawyer was buried, not a single person was suspected.The CCTV footage at Benjamin's law firm office was lost, and only the footage before the murder was left. Diego really did it neatly. There was no trace of his arrival at Benjamin's office before he was killed.Diego and a young lawyer came to Benjamin's house exactly 3 days after Benjamin was buried.The arrival of the two men from different backgrounds was greeted with astonished faces by Benjamin's wife and children who were still mourning the tragic death of their father."What is this?!" asked a man named Eric. He threw some papers he had just read onto the table.Eric is Benjamin's 27-year-old first son. Eric was very surprised when he finished reading word by word written on the white paper."As you read, Mr. Benjamin gave all his property and assets to Mr. Diego," the
Carlos arranged a meeting with the owner of the new company through his secretary. It had been so challenging to secure the meeting that the third request was finally approved.The purpose of this meeting was for Carlos to advise the new company owner not to overextend themselves.Austin had asked Carlos to have a word with the new company owner.The meeting was scheduled at a fancy restaurant in downtown Boston at 7 pm. Carlos had arrived at the reserved table half an hour early.Carlos observed the scene in the upscale restaurant closely. He scrutinized each person, trying to guess who he would be meeting that night.This went on for 40 minutes. It was quite frustrating as the person he was waiting for had not shown up.Finally, after another minute, someone quietly took a seat in front of Carlos, placing two interlocked hands on the table."Hi, Carlos," Diego greeted with a smile."Diego?" Carlos replied with a frown, then straightened his back suddenly as he was startled by his co
"Can I help you, Sir?" asked a man named Nick, who had just walked into Diego's office.Nick was standing right in front of Diego, who was sitting in his chair. Moments ago, Diego had called Nick over the intercom on his desk."Yes. Help me steal the ad project files that the Brancy Advertising company is working on," Diego replied seriously."Brancy Advertising is where I used to work, Sir?" asked Nick, seeking confirmation. "Yes, that's right. You have many contacts there. I'm sure you can do it."Yes, Nick was a former employee of Brancy Advertising, the advertising company now controlled by Austin and Carlos.A few years ago, Nick was dishonorably discharged for allegedly embezzling company funds, even though Nick was not working in the finance department at the time. Nick was not the real culprit. He was slandered by someone who was jealous of him.Unemployed for a long time, Diego invited Nick to become his employee when he was about to start a new company and make it what it is
A knock on the door was heard by Carlos, who was fast asleep in his room. Carlos began to open his eyes slowly, then pushed away Samantha's hand that was pressing on his stomach.Carlos glanced at the clock on the wall with narrowed eyes; it was only 2 am."Carlos... open the door!" The person knocking on the door spoke.Carlos knew that voice well. It was the voice of Margaret, his mother."Why is Mom knocking on my door at this time of night? What's wrong?" Carlos asked himself as he gathered his wits."Who?" Samantha asked Carlos, who also woke up."Mom.""What's wrong with you knocking on my door at this time of night?""I don't know."The knocking grew louder, Carlos got out of bed, and opened the door immediately. Meanwhile, Samantha remained in bed.Sure enough, Margareth was already standing at the door with a panicked look on her face when the door opened. Margareth was holding a lit cell phone. Apparently, the old woman had made several phone calls to someone. "What's up wit
"You bastard! You're the one who kidnapped my Dad!"Carlos came forward, wanting to punch Diego in the face, but two of Diego's bodyguards arrived and quickly pushed Carlos away.The two men in black punched, kicked, and dragged Carlos outside. Carlos was forcibly removed."My business with that asshole isn't done yet, let me go!""You've caused trouble here. According to the rules, we must expel you to prevent further chaos," a guard said loudly.Carlos' body was pushed to the ground. Carlos got up and tried to get back in, but he couldn't because he was blocked by the two guards.Meanwhile, Diego was smiling contentedly inside his house, satisfied that he had succeeded in making Carlos angry."We kicked that man out of here, but he's still outside the gate, not leaving," a bodyguard reported to Diego who had moved to the back of the house, near the swimming pool. "Leave him alone. If he dares to come in again, then I'll teach him a lesson myself.""Yes, Sir," the bodyguard bowed pol
A knock on the door was heard by Carlos, who was fast asleep in his room. Carlos began to open his eyes slowly, then pushed away Samantha's hand that was pressing on his stomach.Carlos glanced at the clock on the wall with narrowed eyes; it was only 2 am."Carlos... open the door!" The person knocking on the door spoke.Carlos knew that voice well. It was the voice of Margaret, his mother."Why is Mom knocking on my door at this time of night? What's wrong?" Carlos asked himself as he gathered his wits."Who?" Samantha asked Carlos, who also woke up."Mom.""What's wrong with you knocking on my door at this time of night?""I don't know."The knocking grew louder, Carlos got out of bed, and opened the door immediately. Meanwhile, Samantha remained in bed.Sure enough, Margareth was already standing at the door with a panicked look on her face when the door opened. Margareth was holding a lit cell phone. Apparently, the old woman had made several phone calls to someone. "What's up wit
"Can I help you, Sir?" asked a man named Nick, who had just walked into Diego's office.Nick was standing right in front of Diego, who was sitting in his chair. Moments ago, Diego had called Nick over the intercom on his desk."Yes. Help me steal the ad project files that the Brancy Advertising company is working on," Diego replied seriously."Brancy Advertising is where I used to work, Sir?" asked Nick, seeking confirmation. "Yes, that's right. You have many contacts there. I'm sure you can do it."Yes, Nick was a former employee of Brancy Advertising, the advertising company now controlled by Austin and Carlos.A few years ago, Nick was dishonorably discharged for allegedly embezzling company funds, even though Nick was not working in the finance department at the time. Nick was not the real culprit. He was slandered by someone who was jealous of him.Unemployed for a long time, Diego invited Nick to become his employee when he was about to start a new company and make it what it is
Carlos arranged a meeting with the owner of the new company through his secretary. It had been so challenging to secure the meeting that the third request was finally approved.The purpose of this meeting was for Carlos to advise the new company owner not to overextend themselves.Austin had asked Carlos to have a word with the new company owner.The meeting was scheduled at a fancy restaurant in downtown Boston at 7 pm. Carlos had arrived at the reserved table half an hour early.Carlos observed the scene in the upscale restaurant closely. He scrutinized each person, trying to guess who he would be meeting that night.This went on for 40 minutes. It was quite frustrating as the person he was waiting for had not shown up.Finally, after another minute, someone quietly took a seat in front of Carlos, placing two interlocked hands on the table."Hi, Carlos," Diego greeted with a smile."Diego?" Carlos replied with a frown, then straightened his back suddenly as he was startled by his co
Benjamin's death is still a mystery.The police have yet to find out who committed the murder, even though Benjamin's body has been autopsied.Even until the lawyer was buried, not a single person was suspected.The CCTV footage at Benjamin's law firm office was lost, and only the footage before the murder was left. Diego really did it neatly. There was no trace of his arrival at Benjamin's office before he was killed.Diego and a young lawyer came to Benjamin's house exactly 3 days after Benjamin was buried.The arrival of the two men from different backgrounds was greeted with astonished faces by Benjamin's wife and children who were still mourning the tragic death of their father."What is this?!" asked a man named Eric. He threw some papers he had just read onto the table.Eric is Benjamin's 27-year-old first son. Eric was very surprised when he finished reading word by word written on the white paper."As you read, Mr. Benjamin gave all his property and assets to Mr. Diego," the
"I once eavesdropped on Mr. Austin, Mrs. Margaret, and Mr. Carlos talking in the backyard. They were celebrating the success of eliminating Mr. Brandon and Mrs. Cecilia and framing you for the murder of your parents, even though I know you never did it."Diego was stunned into silence as soon as he heard this statement from Susanne's mouth. He didn't want to believe it, but it seemed to be true.What Susanne said matched Austin's treatment at the office. He had rudely sent Diego away. Diego was actually the heir to Brandon, his older brother. Austin had taken over Diego and Gloria's parents' entire estate.It's sad. One's own relatives are so cruel to other relatives just for the sake of controlling wealth and property.Diego had no idea that his uncle was the mastermind behind his parents' death. Not only that, Austin had also manipulated the killer to lead Diego to a 10-year sentence.Diego's hands clenched into fists, his jaw hardened, his lips trembled. Before he knew it, Diego's
"What did you do to my father, Diego?!" someone shouted at the open door.He had just arrived and rushed into the room, helping Austin up."Are you okay, Dad?" he asked once Austin was on his feet. It was Carlos, Austin's son."It hurts," Austin replied, fingering the cheek where his nephew had punched him."Why did you attack my father?" Carlos asked again, glaring at Diego."Your father deserved it. He took my father's company. You're the same, enjoying the company that my father worked so hard to build from scratch."Carlos was silent, unable to answer because what Diego said was true."Get out of here, Diego!" Carlos shoved his cousin away."You're kicking me out of my father's company? Don't expect me to leave.""All of Brandon's assets have been transferred to me and Carlos. You're poor, you have nothing," Austin said loudly. He tried to stand up straight despite the pain in his face."I don't believe it."Carlos took a secret document from Austin's vault and handed it to Diego.
The towering iron door opened, and a man stepped out of it slowly. A backpack was strapped to his broad, muscular back.His gaze was sharp with a hardened jaw. The man was 35-year-old Diego Cartwell Burke, an ex-convict who was officially released from prison today.Diego had completed his 10-year sentence for murder, a crime he never committed, but had to serve a long sentence for.Diego walked with certainty, striding through the crowded streets of Boston. No money made him walk to his destination. Those muscular legs stepped into a house.Yes, Diego was returning to his childhood home. Diego thought it was empty, but it turned out that the mansion was occupied by his uncle's family, Diego's father's younger brother.Diego's uncle was named Austin, and Austin's wife was named Margareth. They had a son named Carlos, who was the same age as Diego, 35 years old.Margaret, Austin's wife, was shocked to see Diego standing in the doorway she had just opened. Diego had a meaningful smile o