"It's not a hundred percent certain but… I have a plan.""We're listening.""Okay. It's not entirely certain but, there's a fair chance someone in your family is responsible for the kidnapping of your son." He didn't look at her but it was obvious that he was referring to Ivy."So what do we do?" Ivy asked, looking at Lucas."Lucas, you and Ivy are going to announce to the family that you have a meeting. But, Ivy, you won't attend.""Why not?""Lucas is going to tell your family that you're in a coma. That when those goons took your child, they attacked Ivy and she lost too much blood.""Okay but, aren't they going to ask to see me?""I can take care of that." Lucas added. "I can easily just talk to doctor Julie and get her to help us." Doctor Julie had become like their family. Her hospital was already their family hospital, and she was always supportive."Okay, that's good. So once we do that, we might be able to tell if either of them are responsible.""Wait, why do you think one o
Detective Jones saw his opponent draw a weapon but he was too focused on the little lady in front of him to do anything about it. He felt the bullet pierce through his stomach and he clutched the wound, trying to minimize the bleeding. It wasn't the first time he would be getting shot but somehow, the pain was different this time around, probably the brand of the pistol was a high one. Slowly, his legs gave in and it was suddenly impossible for him to stand. He went down on his knees as he felt his blood wetting his shirt and down to his pants. He was losing blood… and he was losing too much of it. From the corner or his eyes, he noticed his attackers running off, probably to prevent people from seeing them and the young lady ran towards him.He tried to lay down gently, to prevent himself from hitting his head on the hard ground or else that could cause another crucial injury. Before he lost the strength to stay awake, he noticed her making a call. Hopefully, if the ambulance arr
Detective Jones saw his opponent draw a weapon but he was too focused on the little lady in front of him to do anything about it. He felt the bullet pierce through his stomach and he clutched the wound, trying to minimize the bleeding. It wasn't the first time he would be getting shot but somehow, the pain was different this time around, probably the brand of the pistol was a high one. Slowly, his legs gave in and it was suddenly impossible for him to stand. He went down on his knees as he felt his blood wetting his shirt and down to his pants. He was losing blood… and he was losing too much of it. From the corner or his eyes, he noticed his attackers running off, probably to prevent people from seeing them and the young lady ran towards him.He tried to lay down gently, to prevent himself from hitting his head on the hard ground or else that could cause another crucial injury. Before he lost the strength to stay awake, he noticed her making a call. Hopefully, if the ambulance arr
Detective Jones saw his opponent draw a weapon but he was too focused on the little lady in front of him to do anything about it. He felt the bullet pierce through his stomach and he clutched the wound, trying to minimize the bleeding. It wasn't the first time he would be getting shot but somehow, the pain was different this time around, probably the brand of the pistol was a high one. Slowly, his legs gave in and it was suddenly impossible for him to stand. He went down on his knees as he felt his blood wetting his shirt and down to his pants. He was losing blood… and he was losing too much of it. From the corner or his eyes, he noticed his attackers running off, probably to prevent people from seeing them and the young lady ran towards him.He tried to lay down gently, to prevent himself from hitting his head on the hard ground or else that could cause another crucial injury. Before he lost the strength to stay awake, he noticed her making a call. Hopefully, if the ambulance arr
Detective Jones saw his opponent draw a weapon but he was too focused on the little lady in front of him to do anything about it. He felt the bullet pierce through his stomach and he clutched the wound, trying to minimize the bleeding. It wasn't the first time he would be getting shot but somehow, the pain was different this time around, probably the brand of the pistol was a high one. Slowly, his legs gave in and it was suddenly impossible for him to stand. He went down on his knees as he felt his blood wetting his shirt and down to his pants. He was losing blood… and he was losing too much of it. From the corner or his eyes, he noticed his attackers running off, probably to prevent people from seeing them and the young lady ran towards him.He tried to lay down gently, to prevent himself from hitting his head on the hard ground or else that could cause another crucial injury. Before he lost the strength to stay awake, he noticed her making a call. Hopefully, if the ambulance arr
"Okay, I don't want to cause any rift between you two but–""It's okay Mike. You can say it.""Okay. First of all, Lucas, Ivy's mother didn't kill your parents. Grover did.""What?" He had spent his whole life believing a lie. Ever since he found out that Grover was an evil person, he suspected that some or most of what he told him was a lie, he just never thought this was one of it."While they didn't kill them directly, your mother was kind of involved indirectly." He continued."What Grover told me was that he was working with Festus, and that both of them planned to kill your parents, but Ivy's mother found out. She threatened to call the cops on them and both culprits decided to bribe her with the house and a company.""Wait so… the house we grew up in, and the company they owned… does it all belong to Lucas?""I'm afraid so.""Oh my goodness. So uh, why did she adopt him then?""She didn't want to, Grover asked her to. There was a ten million dollar payment for whoever took the
"Okay. Today is the day. Are we all set on the plan?""Yeah." Lucas could barely sleep through the night, he kept thinking about everything. Mike had already convinced him that the people at work were on his side but for some reason he still felt nervous."Hey, it's okay." Ivy placed a hand on his thigh and smiled tenderly at him.He clasped her hand in his and smiled too. He had to be strong, if not for anything, for Ivy's sake. She was also affected by all what was happening as well but she was trying to put on a brave act, just to support him. He recalled the expression she had on when she returned from her visit to her mother's place. She refused to tell him what happened but he knew that Blanche had said something hurtful to her."Avery and I will be there to support you." Mike said with a smile."Ella and I will also attend, to cheer you on." Defective Jones said and Ella smiled cheerfully. Luvas was grateful to have all of them on his side, and the fact that detective Jones w
"Hey John, would you do me a favor?""Sure, anything for you man.""Great. Could you find a way to summon everyone to the conference room by break time? There's something I need to tell you guys.""Sure thing. By the way, why did you and Lucas stop coming to work? Were you fired?""I'll explain everything at the meeting.""Okay then."★"First, I'd like to thank you all for dedicating your time to me, I know how important our break is to us. Well, I'll try not to take much of your time. I'm sure everyone in this room is familiar with the name Lucas Williams. Some of you might not have not known him personally, but you know he works here with us.""Yeah?""Is he a fraud?" A lady asked and some others agreed."I knew it!" Another exclaimed. "He was fired, wasnt he?""Nah, the Lucas I know is way to soft to be a fraud." Another guy countered."You can never judge a person by their looks, my dear friend. I heard he's poor, so he'll do anything for money.""I don't believe you." The low