Fabio sat in his car mulling over the conversation he had with Juan. He was coming up with a kot of reasons why Juan could've asked him that question. But it just doesn't fit with him. The only thing that at least made sense that Juan had asked him about Lady T after a pile of drugs had been found in his hotel. Fabio recalled word fkr word how the conversation went and even the tiniest details he noticed about Juan. How his eyelashes fluttered when he askd that question, the beads of sweat that came to his forehead, the way he wetted his lios again and again as if he was anxious. "What?" Fabio had asked him yo be sure that he heard right. At that moment, he was wondering what sort of relationship Juan had with Lady T. He was wondering how a civilian like him knew anything about Lady T. Juan had claimed that he had nonidea about the stash, he had claimed that ge was innocent that that hsd been planted in the hotel, then how did he know of that name? How did he know Lady T? Juan
The ambulance finally stopped at a hospital, and so did Kraig. He alighted from the car and followed after the nurse who placed Wesley on the stretcher. His suit was stained with blood giving him a very ghastly appearance. He had no idea what made him remain in yhe hospital knowing exactly well the news that they were going to give him. Nevertheless, he stayed, he sat down waiting for the doctors, with a little flicker of hope burning in his heart against all rationality. He didnt know why it seemed like he would be heavily affected by thw death of Wesley. They werent close, they were not friends, they were always against each other. Buy somehow, he felt that he woukd actually miss fighting with him. He stayed still outside the room where a defilberator was being used on Wesley. Somehow, a prayer came to his heart and he repeatedly muttered it. Right before the doctor and nurses finished trying to revive Wesley, Jade ran to where Kraig was sitting, worry etched on her face. "Wha
The atmosphere of the house was dull. Breakfast was served and ate in silence. Everybody in the house was busy processing the death of Wesley, trying to understand what kind of shady business he had gotten himself in that brought about his death. The only person that didn't seem to be affected by what had occurred was the second Wesley. He was busy eating the eggs and bacon that had been served like he was a starved animal. However, he ate so quietly but hurriedly. "Fuck, this is so good!" He commentes as he shared a look with yhe staff who was standing there waiting for whatever need the family woukd have. Though the taste of the food would not be accredited to her, it didn't stop her from blushing. The person that was a bit more affected by this was Mr DeVille. He had no clue if the gentleman that died was his nephew and if it happened that he reakky was his nephew, what story was he expected to give to his sister's husband? He stared at the food untouched in his plate. He had
Of course everybody would turn to look. The person at the door was the newly announced heir od the DeVille empire. A man as handsome as he is, dressed immaculately well, groomed to perfection and had a very distinct voice. Women, girls and even some men squealed as he made his way into the supermarket. Kraig however, had only one thing in his focus, he walked past the line and heades to meet Wynn who was standing on the other side. "Wynn," he called again. This wasn't a grand gesture, neither was it alike to some romantic scene in movies, but Wynn's heart juat continued to flutter as if he was begging her to marry him. As if he had caome on a stallion and a sword to save her from yhe dragon. Or maybe it was because he had been on her mind for days on end. He had been dancing, running, skipping through her thoughts. From the morning she wakes, to the evening she lays her hwas sown to rest and even in her dreams. Looking at him, right now, Wynn somehow felt very lucky. This bea
Carolene took in a deep breath. It was as if all she needed to hear were those words from Kraig. She didn't need any further explanation. He didn't even bother tonask her how she had found out about that but instead went straight to the truth. The truth that she could not change even if she wanted to. Carolene didn't say anything else, she walked to the door and just held it open for him. Kraig scoffed and equally walked out of her room. But when he got to the door, he stopped; "let's not get married anymore. Since you already know what's in my heart, wouldn't it be improper to get married?" Carolene slammed the door, having no regard whether the door hit him or not. Well, there was only one thing she could think about: Wesley was dead. Wow! Seeing that Kraig had taken to try to speak with Carolene, Jade decided to continue with her new found plan and turned to the staircase, but before she could climb, Kyle held her back. "What the hell do you want from me?" She furrowed h
Fabio was loudly slurping from the Chinese takeouts he ordered. He had spent the whole day in his car and although it wasn't dark out yet, he didn't plan to leave. His car was still parked across the street in front of Juan's company. There was a camera sitting on the passenger seat along with the other wraps of takeouts he had ordered. There was also a pair of binoculars sitting there. Though he was eating, his head was turned towards Juan's company as he watched every single person go in and out. Every face that showed up at that company held a place in his camera, but he continued to watch for any new faces. Like Ramos. When Ramos showed up, he made sure that he got the face captured, though it was a hard fit, seeng that the vehicle Ramos had drove there in was a very suspecting van which had been taller than him. Fabio wasn't really pleased with the pictures he took, but he planned on taking more. Luckily for him, the second Ramos had alighted from the van, it sped off.
Juan paced around his office over and over again. He couldn't stop thinking about what Ramos said. He was greatly unsettled, there were a lot of things that could go wrong. For one, he was told of that detective who arrested his father, detective Fabio, was it? The man was on his tail, said to be good at what he does. Said to be the best in his department and knows exactly how to do his job. If it wss before, he wouldn't hsve had anything to worry about, but now, he did. He had a lot to worry about seeing as now he was guilty of what he was accused of. It was quite funny, yesterday he was innocent and today he has become guilty. He wondered what his father woukd think about it. But wasn't it all for a good cause? No. Of course his father wouldn't buy into that. He had a reputation of being a honest business man, but surely there was no way that even the biggest company did not have some ties to the illegal world. It was impossible. He had so much to lose if he refused to do
Though Fabio was already driving away, Kraig still stood there just watching. He was thinking about what Fabio had just said. To be precise, the question he had been asked: why was he doing this? He felt that if he didnt guve Fabio an answer soon, he might ask again. And then aks again and ask maybe for the last tine before he cuts whatever deal they had made. He was a cop afterall, finding out about the things Kraig himself would dind out was a very small thing you do. So why was he doing this? He couldn't lie, from how his heart turned when he saw Wynn in that car with Juan, he knew this need was birthed from jealousy. And also, one xan throw in the fact that Juan had never been particularly nice to him. He always tries to make fun of him, to degrade him. To ridicule him, make him look so fucking small. And then, aren't business owners supposed t terminate their competition? That was no doubt what he was turning out to be: his competition. And if he were to find out anything