Luke stared at the detective, his lips slightly parted in shock.“The fire was man-made?” Detective McGregor nodded.“Exactly, sir. We found traces of petrol on some unburnt parts of the building. The perpetrator or perpetrators also left behind his keg of petrol. We found it already half burnt.”Beside Luke, Fiona began to sweat and fidget nervously. “Any other thing I should know about, detective?”The detective pursed his lips.“Yes, sir. We did not find any fingerprints or personal items we could use for a DNA test. Evidence like these are rare in cases of fire outbreak but not totally impossible.This means that whoever set that fire is not an amateur. The work was too perfectly done. There are no traces whatsoever that can lead us back to him.”Luke refused to lose hope.“So is that it? Are you just gonna give up on this?”“No, of course not. This is a case of arson. A criminal offence. We’ll start our investigations from this Jimmy Petersen and see what we can find from there
Dear readers,This chapter is written in Luke’s point-of-view to give everyone an idea of Luke’s inner thoughts.Thank you for reading this far.LUKE’S POVBefore I met the Carmichael family, I never believed it was possible to develop such fierce, deadly hatred for another human being. Listening to Antoine on the phone right now, venomous hatred flooded my bloodstream.I was pretty thankful—as Antoine should be as well—that we were not within touching distance. He would’ve probably sported a broken bone or two by now.I curled my fingers around my phone until the piece of metal groaned in protest.When I spoke, my voice was harsh and gravelly.“I’m really trying to understand why you’re so deadset on sabotaging my efforts to make this conference a worthwhile one for everyone of us.” I growled. “Prior to a few days ago, you barely knew me. All of a sudden, you’re so intent on painting me black when all I’ve tried to do so far is make sure this event goes smoothly.What the fuck is yo
LUKEThe ruling council dismissed them promptly and Luke stomped out of the room, already laying groundwork for the new event centre in his mind.The council’s threats were not to be taken lightly. His reputation and his grandfather’s name was at stake.Just as Luke was about to step into the elevator, he heard a voice call his name and came to a halt.“Luke.” Andrei called, coming to stand beside him, his expression mirroring genuine sympathy.“I’m so sorry about what happened in there.”Luke gave him a small, tight smile.“Nah. It’s okay. Everything is actually my fault, you know. I should’ve been at the event centre to personally oversee the operations myself.”Andrei shook his head in obvious disagreement.“You know that’s not…”“Why don’t you let the young man take responsibility for his actions and stop trying to lick his arse all the damn time.” Antoine sneered as he strolled past them on his way to the elevator.Luke’s blood boiled at the sight of his rival. It took quite a lo
Luke had been restless ever since he got off the phone with detective McGregor. He stared into space, the work on his desk completely forgotten as his brain buzzed at a mile per minute.Finally unable to concentrate, he cleared his desk and hurried out of his office and into his car through the back entrance.He wanted to avoid every possible encounter with Nina. He had no idea how to act around her after learning about the detective’s suspicions.He hated that a part of his mind seriously considered McGregor’s assumptions but he had to admit, the man had a point.Now, he was left wondering if any of his workers had actually approached Nina about a lack of paint or if she’d lied to him.However, if that assumption was not true, who then was responsible for the fire?But not for the fact that David’s family, the Humsworths, were currently in Spain for a mini vacation, they would’ve been at the top of his suspect list. But still…The Carmichaels were too posh and too snobbish to get the
Luke finally snapped out of his shock and pushed Fiona away, careful to make sure she did not fall down the slippery steps and into the pool. He visibly vibrated with anger as he bellowed at her;“What the hell do you think you’re doing, woman?!“Without waiting for an answer, he spun in the direction of the paparazzi he’d just seen, appalled at the realisation that whoever it was had made a hasty escape while he was struggling to peel Fiona off him.Enraged, he whirled in her direction once again and got in her face.“You better hope for your sake that I find that man because if any inappropriate pictures of us gets on the media, you are going to pay for it.”Fiona took a step back, purposely folding her arms underneath her breasts and lifting the globes seductively to get Luke’s attention.He didn’t even stare at her twice.“But Luke,” she whined, “it won’t be bad if a few pictures of us together leak on the internet . After all, we’re meant to be together. Everyone in London knows
Luke did not realise when his fists started flying.Within seconds, Jimmy Petersen was reduced to a bleeding, sopping mess as Luke landed hard punches repeatedly on his already bruised face.He was propelled and blinded by venomous anger. The hotel’s reception erupted in a flurry of screams and shouts as the security guards tried to pry an enraged Luke from the wounded man.“Sir, please. The police are on their way. I need you to calm down.” The manager pleaded.“No!” Luke roared and succeeded in landing one last punch before he was pulled from Jimmy, kicking and screaming.“Let go of me!” He bellowed. “Let go right now!”“I’m sorry, sir, but you have to be restrained until we’re sure you’ve calmed down.” The manager pleaded, trying to get him to see reason.Luke turned his focus on him, his eyes shooting sparks.“Order them to release me right now or the consequences will be dire. I’m not fucking joking.”The manager stumbled backwards at Luke’s dangerous expression as the security g
Luke stared at the detective for a moment, trying to place his finger on the one thing that made this situation seem so off.Then it hit him.“Antoine had posted a picture of himself at Wembley on his social media page the day of the fire, detective. How then was he at Knightsbridge at the very same time?”McGregor shrugged.“Investigations are still ongoing, sir, but all I can say is that it took a whole lot of work for my men to review all those security footage. We both know that all the CCTV cameras at the event centre were destroyed by the fire. I had to resort to checking all the surrounding footage one by one before I was able to find this one.”Luke was still not convinced.“Can I see the footage?”“Of course, sir. Right this way.”Detective McGregor led the way to the hotel’s world class restaurant and they both ordered coffee while he tried to set up his laptop. A few minutes later, the grainy CCTV footage came on and Luke watched in shocked anger as McGregor zoomed in on
The next day dawned bright and early. Luke was already seated behind his desk, flipping through his schedule of meetings for the day and the various event centre proposals submitted by his employees.So far, non of the centers appealed to him. Non of it was furnished with the necessary facilities for the conference’s exhibition.He rubbed a hand over his tired eyes and took a sip of his coffee, hoping the strong liquid will wake him up.He’d not slept a wink last night. Haunting images of the public disgrace his grandfather might suffer if the conference was not held successfully kept him awake throughout.Finally unable to deal with the murderous rage that swamped him at the thought of Jimmy Petersen and Anotoine, he gave up trying to sleep by three in the morning and spent the remaining early hours in home gym, beating the hell out of the punching bag.Now, he sat down jittery with anticipation as he awaited Detective McGregor’s call.Finally, at a few hours to noon, his phone final