On her way home, Addie keeps on thinking about what Kirk told her. She still can’t believe that Salvatorre Morelli contacted Gaile to do an exclusive interview for her paper. Envy clawed her. She has been working on the article all her life, she even risked her safety just so she could get the actual footage when someone sabotage the party hosted by the Morellis. She glanced up at her rearview mirror to check if there were any black cars following her. Call her paranoid, but she had been like that ever since she got abducted by unknown men. She didn’t bother to report to the police station. It would be futile. She knew everything will be erased from the system once she leaves the police station. That’s how powerful the Morellis are. Addie eased her car and parked it outside her apartment. It was still early, but she left the office already because she was pissed with Kirk and Gaile. But the person she hated right now was Salvatorre Morelli. He mocked her by giving Gaile permission
Simon parked his car in front of the shabby house of the retired police officer who handled the investigation of his mother’s death decades ago. It was a cold case, the investigation lead to a dead end, and no culprit was convicted. They didn’t even have the slightest idea as to who was the true mastermind of that ambush. It was one of the reasons why his father developed depression. The pointless investigation that lasted years was truly exhausting. Justice was out of their grasp. Even though they had the money to move the investigation, it was like all traces of evidence were discarded before they could even get hold of it, and one of those is the cameras that captured the ambush. The cameras were broken, and it was only fixed the day after the ambush happened. It was too much of a coincidence, and Simon knew that someone as powerful as the Morellis were manipulating it. He scanned the area, looking for someone who might be lurking in the shadows. The place was in a secluded rura
Simon peaked at the window one more time. The black car with a tinted window was still parked just outside the house of John Graham. He didn’t see any movement on the inside of the car. Good thing there was only one car. The premises were clear, and no other suspicious-looking cars or persons were seen. “These fuckers will not stop until you stop, Morelli. They had been silent when you put attention to the case. Now that you wanted to dig more about the case, the mastermind of that ambush will try to cover it and this might cost your life.” John was standing behind Simon at the curtained window. John had made sure all the entry points of the house were sealed, and if these people will try to intrude on his house, he will not fire his guns. He will not let these fuckers get to him alive, he will fight until the last breath. Simon gritted his teeth. Now he regretted coming to John Graham. Whatever happens to the old man, it will be on his conscience for the rest of his life. Simon
Simon never left his sight at the man who was slumped on the floor. Blood had started to pool in the floor while the man was trying to get away. He was trying to crawl away from where Simon stood while his hands were cradling his abdomen. Simon guessed he hit the man in the abdominal area. Securing that his gun was pointing at the man, Simon approached him with calculated steps. He saw his gun on the floor and immediately went to get it for safety. “Who sent you?” Simon asked, his voice was stern. He had to remind himself that there was another man in the house and it was heavily armed with weapons. He had to make sure it would be taken care of. The wounded man let out an annoying chuckle. He has his face covered with masks and he wore a baseball cap to conceal his identity. “You shouldn’t have stuck your nose into that old case. Your mother is dead, whether you give justice to her death, it will be useless. She’s not coming back to life.”Simon felt like all the blood in his bod
Simon slammed his fist on the steering wheel of his car. He pressed on the gas hard and let his car fly on the streets. Right now, he didn’t care about speed limits or cops chasing him for traffic violations. He was furious because he couldn’t do anything for Mr. Graham. He wanted to stay, but the moment the police recognized him, his family name would be involved, he just couldn’t risk that. “Fuck! I will make them pay!” He was seething in anger. Leaving Graham there while he was fighting for his life was a total act of cowardice. He parked his car in front of the hotel. He threw his keys to the valet as soon as he hopped out of the car and darted towards the entrance. Confusion was written all over the valet’s face when he saw who went out of the car. He didn’t expect such a shabby man to be driving a car. The valet just shook his head and went on for his work. Simon, on the other hand, stormed inside the hotel and went to the eleva tor with a scowl in his face. No one dared to
After talking to Giovanni and making sure that Cristobal had erased all the CCTV footage, Simon decided to go to the hotel’s restaurant. Part of him wanted to see how the business is going on right now. He’s going to take over months from now and he wanted to check if the management was doing its job properly. He took a quick shower and changed his clothes. There was blood on the clothes that he’s wearing but it’s not that visible. Choosing semi-faded jeans and a loose black shirt, Simon was ready to go to the restaurant. He took his navy blue colored baseball cap to conceal his face and he went out of his room. As Simon walked through the hallways of the hotel, he encountered several people who looked at him like he was out of place. And it’s true, with the clothes that he wore in this five-star hotel, he really looked out of place. But Simon didn’t mind those disgusting stares. Hell, he really doesn't care what they think, that’s the least of his worries right now. The lobby of
Simon massage his wrist, which was slightly hurt when the guards forcefully dragged him to the entrance. They thought that he’d a beggar, they even accused him of being a scam and trying to have free meals in the restaurant. Simon was beyond disappointed with his employees’ behavior. He couldn’t imagine that the company hired such rude people. Now that this issue has surfaced, he will not let this slide. He will make sure to leave imprints on the other employees that, above anything else, he wanted kindness and consideration to be a priority. “Mr. Morelli, we sincerely apologized for what happened. What we did was protect the establishment. We have had this situation before, wherein a beggar tried to order food that he couldn’t afford. We handled the situation professionally, and no harm was done. But, I really want to apologize for being rude and inconsiderate. I will take responsibility for that.” Rey’s head hung low in humiliation as he tried to apologize to Simon. “Where is th
Simon woke up feeling a little groggy. He had more alcohol last night than he intended to drink. He’s not entirely drunk, but enough to make his mind foggy. He can get lazy now. He had a lot of things that needed his attention, and that includes the flash drive that John Graham had given him. Plus, he needs to know where he can use that key. After taking a shower and ordering breakfast, Simon took his laptop and inserted the flash drive. Good thing it has no password or some sort. He was granted access to the files in the drive the moment he opened it.As he scanned the contents of the drive, his eyebrows were getting tied together in confusion.“What the fuck is this? There’s nothing in here,” he murmured, still focused on his laptop. The files are all about how to fix a vintage car and everything about cars and how to fix them. His attention was disturbed when the door rings. “Finally,” he said. He was waiting for his breakfast. His stomach was grumbling and he needed to fill