Nathan’s POVWhen Nathan turned to go into his office from the elevator, he saw Scott staring at him, and he grimaced. His brother looked at Helen immediately, avoiding Nathan’s eyes, as though he were speaking to her.Nathan rolled his eyes. If they were genuinely keeping an eye on him, he wouldn’t be shocked. Knowing his brother, Scott was probably dying to know how the interview had gone.Well, sad for him, because Nathan wasn’t going to tell, he thought.“is the next person here?” he inquired, observing Scott flinch as he turned to face him.Helen cleared her throat and nodded as she scratched the back of her neck. “Yes, sir,” she answered, looking at everywhere that wasn’t him.“Please send them in,” he said as he entered his office. He knew exactly what Scott was doing, so his plan had been to ignore him, but he changed his mind and stuck his head out the door.Nathan shouted at them, “And you too, stop monitoring me!” before closing the door.When he heard a knock, he in
Scott’s POVScott was unable to sleep. He kept on rolling around in bed for some reason unknown to him. He had thought that it was work that had kept him up that night and then dropped work to finally sleep, yet here he was, rolling around in bed.He released a sigh as he opened his eyes to stare at the white ceiling. The chat he had with Nathan earlier, kept playing in his thoughts."Oh, I thought as much." Nathan had said.Nathan had not been surprised when Scott told him about what he had talked with Detective Hayden days earlier. He had mustered all the strength to finally talk about it after Nathan had bothered him several times about it.Could it be because of the list that even Nathan himself didn't know how he had acquired it? He thought. Had someone tried to hurt Nathan because of the list?. If it was because of the list, then whoever had tried to hurt Nathan before was going to continue trying because Nathan still had the list.He grumbled as he buried his head under his pil
Nathan’s POVFor some reason, Nathan couldn’t sleep. He had turned and turned on the bed and even had to turn off the lights in the room, including the one on his nightstand, but still, sleep had escaped him.He sighed, peering into the darkness. He almost chuckled at his situation, straining to see the figure that the drapes on his balcony door were forming.The wind blasted a cool breeze into the room, and he grimaced as he felt the cool air on his skin. His balcony door was open, he had to close it or he would be freezing by morning, he thought. Something hit him instantly, causing him to frown. He had closed it earlier, before going to bed that night, so why was it opened again? The thought ran through his head.Nathan was about to move his leg out of bed when he heard the slow and quiet footsteps in his room. Someone was in his room, he realized.He remained still and didn’t move, closing his eyes quickly.He utilized his sharp senses to pick out exactly the position where the p
Nathan's POV“You’re injured!” Scott gasped, grabbing his injured arm and pulling him inside the room immediately. He tried to pull his arm away from the tight grip that Scott had on him, but his brother was not having any of it.Nathan heard someone else inhale sharply but didn’t turn to find out who it was since his focus had shifted to his injured arm.“Get me a first aid kit!” Scott cried at someone in the room as he sought to stop the bleeding by placing the discarded sheet on the floor on the injured arm. “…and can someone fucking call 911 or the police? Just fucking call someone!.” His brother shouted. Scott was terrified, he could tell. He had felt that way after their recent crash.A certain wave of worry and protectiveness had overwhelmed his instincts and he had thought of nothing else other than Scott who had been besides him.He knew that he had felt that way because of Nathaniel Hayes’s relationship with Scott. The brothers were close and wouldn’t hesitate to put themse
Nathan's POVWaiting was one attribute that Nathaniel Hayes didn’t have, especially waiting patiently and for some reasons unknown to him; perhaps because he was now occupying Nathaniel's body, he had picked up that trait and was running fully well with it. He tried to listen as Dr. Maxwell listed off the things he should and shouldn’t do and how it was crucial that he rested well at home; an instruction he knew he wasn't going to follow." Make sure you keep the area dry even when you're having a bath. I can not over emphasize the importance of taking a rest Nathaniel. You must rest" Dr. Maxwell urged.He gazed at Amber, who was fighting really hard to restrain his chuckle. There was no rest in his dictionary and Amber knew that. He had a lot to do and had no time to loaf about at home over a simple intruder incident." Okay …" Nathan muttered.The doctor nodded, "I expect you back here to redress the wound every three days." Dr. Maxwell finished.Nathan was pleased that Scott had l
Nathan's POV Nathan scoffed. "The intruder was already in the room, and I believed taking him by surprise would throw him off balance. Apparently, he is fantastic in a tight hold", he whispered, recalling how the intruder had dismantled Nathan's headlock."That's still very risky. You could have been hurt." Hayden replied." Still better than giving up without a fight" he muttered." You still think this was a mere fight…" Hayden mumbled, rubbing his fingers through his hair.Nathan sighed. He knew that fighting the intruder was risky, but at that moment, he had fought back based on his instincts. The thought that it might actually be dangerous to fight back and call for help had not even occurred to him.He groaned, "I know. I’ve been scolded by Scott, Myla, my assistant, and even the guards on duty last night, so trust me, I know next time to ask for help,” he replied.It wasn’t like he could shout while the intruder was already standing above him. If he had not responded as swift
Nathan's POVDetective Hayden, leaning in with a sense of urgency, addressed the group in the room, "We're launching an investigation into Bethany to uncover her connection to almost all the crimes happening around you." He said, nodding at them before he continued."In the meantime, this information should stay within the confines of this room. I trust you all to keep it to yourselves," he said, making direct eye contact with each person present.Nathan acknowledged the instruction with a nod, fully aware of the importance of discretion. He was confident in his ability to keep things under wraps. However, he harbored concerns about his brother, Scott. Not because Scott had a tendency to share secrets, but because Bethany held a special place in Scott's heart and he doubt that his brother could keep a blind eyes to things about Bethany.Bethany, he knew, was closely woven into their lives. Having played a maternal role during their upbringing, she held a special position in the twins
Nathan's POVThe man turned back and grimaced, looking at Nathan and Amber from head to toe with a grunted face, before focusing on Nathan's face."Who are you?" He asked, "You shouldn't be here," the man said in a concerned tone.Nathan's gaze shifted to the man's identity card, which hung around his neck. A short review of the card revealed everything he wanted to know. Timothy Treadwell, procurement officer and from the man's tone, he held a little bit of authority in the warehouse.He smiled and said, "I'm here to see the Chief of Operations. I was told he was on the supply floor..." He lied, locking eyes with the man to see how he responded.Another habit he had somehow inherited from Nathaniel Hayes was his ability to read people and body movements like a book.The man scowled and looked around like he was looking for someone, before turning back to Nathan. "And you are?" he inquired.Nathan turned to Amber and extended his hand. He had just gotten out of the hospital and didn'