AT THE GLASS HOUSE. Andallio couldn’t sleep; he kept rolling from one end of the bed to the other, snickering up in the bedsheet, unable to wrap his mind around a closure. He stood up from the bed aimlessly, took out his phone, and found his way to the terrace."Now that I have what I want, there is a shaking in the family, exposing lots of our allies, and it’s not an inside job; who would dare do this?" Andallio asked him. Frequent arrests have been made in connection with his allies in the family, and no one has an idea who was pulling an attack on them. "Hey! Go wake Fredrick up; I did give him freedom just so he could sleep away his time," Andallio said angrily. His assistant woke Fredrick up; he was annoyed but had no other choice but to yield to Andallio’s call. "You called for me," he said to him when he got to the terrace. "Did you see what happened to the small fries on our side of the family?" Andallio asked him. "That’s what happens when the mighty ones fall;
AT TORILLIO’S MANSION. Madrigal slowly took to the stairs, taking every step with a depressed feeling and a hurting heart. "Will you walk faster? It’s not as if we got into a fight." Aliaana asked him briskly. Madrigal kept walking slowly until they got inside Torillio’s mansion. "Look at you two; where have you been?" Torillio’s aide asked them rudely, tossing Madrigal on his abs violently. Madrigal also pushed him in a rage. "Calm down, really?" Aliaana yelled, pulling Madrigal back. "I always thought you were some cool-headed man; what’s up with you?" she asked him angrily. "Go tell Torillio that we want to speak to him," Madrigal said to the man aggressively. He left them and went for Torillio. "Can we have a word together before he comes?" Aliaana asked, pulling Madrigal to a corner inside the mansion out of everyone’s view. "What do you have to say? I won’t hide anything from him," Madrigal uttered immediately before she could say anything. "Will you listen to me
AT THE POLICE STATION.Olvido's eyes were heavy; fighting so hard to keep his eyes open but his eyelids closed, and he lost the war to nature. He fell asleep. Laying his head tiredly on the desk in front of him.Jordan Vera-Dona entered the room quietly. He took the paper from the desk, crossing his legs as he flipped through the pages until dawn, when Olvido woke up."Fuc* how long have you been here?" he asked anxiously. "As long as last night," he replied, checking the wrist watch on his hand. "6:00am" "Where is my lawyer? He should have posted bail for me. What’s going on?" Olvido asked, stretching out as he searched his body and the desk for his cellphone. "You can’t post bail," Jordan cut in. "Just get out of my face; I am not Brandon; when I have power, I flex it to the extreme," Olvido said to his face. "You’re here for protection; that’s’ why you can’t post bail," Jordan responded lightly. "You say what?" Olvido asked, laughing intently. "The police station, pr
AT THE PRISON. "Who was that young man? He looks so suspicious; why was he hiding his face?" Jordan asked Brandon curiously. Brandon left his seat beside Jordan and went to his bed without saying a word. "I get it; you don’t want to talk about it in private, huh?" Jordan asked. He joined Brandon in sitting on the edge of the bed. "Why are you here?" Brandon asked coldly. "You gave me an offer then; I’ll take it," he replied, grinning. "It’s gone; someone else took the offer," Brandon responded absently, coppering his body with the cover cloth. "Is it Major Bautista?""No, do you mean to say anything else? I thought you were here to tell me how you failed to keep Hailey in locks; it was so easy, but it slipped off your fingers. I brought her to you this time," Brandon asked icily. "Sit-up" "Come down," Jordan requested. Brandon grudgingly came down from the bed and returned to the table with Jordan. "I got suspended today; I’m sorry for not trusting you from the star
THE DARK ROOM.The members of the family were seated in the hall wearing a uniformed array of black and blue. The meeting started when the five entered with their masks and called for a start. "Welcome to our midst." They raised a glass filled with blood-like wine to a masked person, who was rather feminine than the others on the table."That’s Esmeralda? Isn’t she?" Madrigal asked Torillio. "Yeah, no more questions until the meeting is concluded; watch and learn," Torillio responded strictly. They were both masked and blended perfectly with the crowd."Thank you; I am worthy." The person replied with a feminine voice. "I think you owe the table a life? Don’t you agree with us?" The five asked her."None that I remember, I got the position legally," she replied and turned around. She gulped down the substance in the cup given to her slowly, and she returned it to the table. "Only by a life shall the family be satisfied," The five echoed again. "Our former counterpart steppe
AT THE GLASS HOUSE. The table was rounded by the Ramirez’s all-red eyes, fuming with anger against each other. Olvido took out his tablet and placed it on the table. "If no one talks, then I will. Which one of you did this?" Olvido asked bluntly. The tablet displaced the news about his kidnapping and release. It was going viral on the internet. "You’re pathetic and useless; you should be happy there’s someone out there that want’s you around," Andallio bashed him. "Enough both of you! We are on the brink of losing everything Grandma Pillar built for years, and you’re here blabbing,""Or didn’t you realize our family rights have been given to the public?" Herveuax gnarled ragingly, and he flung the tablet on the floor. "You’re right, but who was that?" Andallio asked interestedly. He moved his seat closer to the table, kicking the broken table away from his leg. "Who else but Arturo? We are bound to fail, and you all know it; our market is bleeding since that announcem
AT THE CLUB."Hello ma’am, do you know the owner of this phone?" The bartender asked Esmeralda. Her number was the last contact Madrigal tried calling before he knocked himself out drunk and wild at the club."Can you describe the man’s appearance? You don’t expect me to show up just like that, do you?" Esmeralda shrugged."Okay, can you do a video call? It’s an iPhone here?" The bra attendant replied stressfully. Esmeralda agreed, and the video call pulled through. "OH NO!!!" Esmeralda arced."Send the address of the club; I’ll be there in a minute," Esmeralda responded hurriedly. She ended the call and hurriedly dressed up to get him."You can’t go alone, ma’am; don’t you think this is quite strange?" Sylvester, her right-hand man, asked her concernedly. "Since you’ve been in jail, I've been fine by myself, Sylvester; I trust Madrigal with my life; he can’t hurt me; you can drive," Esmeralda said, throwing the car’s control to him. They zoomed off to the club. The loud music an
AT THE SILVERIO’S Depressed, hurt, and her head was clouded with a lot of maybes. Vanessa slowly withdraws herself from her family, becoming a loner in her father’s mansion. She found solace in being alone and out of everyone’s sight.The pool was her escape place this morning, sitting beside the water with her legs soaked inside as she continued her deep thoughts. She swung her legs rhythmically in the water as a song played on her phone. "Vanessa," Fidellin called her. "Vanessa," he called the second time, but she gave no response. "It’s been days now, and you still don’t want to talk to me?" he asked as he took the place next to her. Fidelin bent down to remove his shoes so he could join her legs that were in the water. "What are you doing here? You don’t have to," Vanessa replied coldly. She took her headphones and placed them on her ears angrily. Fidelin removed them and held them to himself."Why?" Vanessa asked tearfully. "Why are you doing this to yourself? He