Xavier was seated in the interrogation room, with his hands restrained and attached to the table. The faint light created elongated shadows on his face, emphasizing the seriousness in his gaze. He understood that this opportunity to meet with the commissioner was his final chance for freedom, and he was determined not to waste it.Maxwell, the attorney, had assured him that the commissioner would come and see him. He had placed the required phone calls, and all they could do was be patient. Time passed slowly, but Xavier stayed composed, his thoughts filled with strategies and backup plans.Accompanied by two officers, Commissioner Graham entered the room as the door made a creaking sound. He had a tall, commanding presence with a serious expression that seldom showed feelings. He waved his hand to dismiss the officers and sat down across from Xavier.Graham started addressing Mr. Richmond, his tone icy. "You need to persuade me in five minutes why it's worth my while to stay here."X
"Boss, everything is prepared," reported one of his men. The gold is safe, and we have arranged transportation. We're simply waiting for your approval."Xavier glanced around the room, experiencing a resurgence of control. Well. We start moving early in the morning. I desire for this to be completed rapidly and without making any noise. "Do not make any errors."Xavier sat down and poured himself a drink while his men spread out to complete the preparations. He understood that this was merely the start. The commissioner was an important friend; however, he also required supervision. He couldn't afford to trust.At the same time, Miller and his team were getting ready for their next step. They were aware of Xavier being released and were resolved not to allow him to escape again."We must target him where it will cause the most damage," Miller exclaimed, his tone expressing strong resolve. "We dismantle his activities and block his sources. "We must locate Ruby. "He is the essential el
Alex immediately went to see Lawrence, his father's friend, to talk about the recent development. Lawrence had been left in the dark ever since Agent Miller came into the picture. Entering the grand mansion, Alex was met by a smile from Lawrence. "Hello, son, how are you doing?" Lawrence beamed with a smile. "I heard you had Xavier caught. Good job, son. I am sure your parents must be very proud of you." He said he was looking at the wine rack. Alex frowned a little, making Lawrence uncomfortable. "What is it?" He asked, coming to his with two glass cups and a bottle of wine."Xavier was freed." Alex is lying down on the sofa with his legs crossed. Dropping the class cup of wine, he looked at Alex in the face. "Wha do you mean free? I thought the FBI had some information they were working with. How could they allow a criminal like Xavier to roam about?" Lawrence's anger set in."I am not sure how he did it, but the commissioner of police came directly to the station to order his rel
Alex arrived at Naomi's graduation while still thinking about the discussion he had with Lawrence during the drive. The concept of murdering Xavier seemed drastic, yet Lawrence's points had made a lasting impact. While maneuvering through the busy streets, he found himself pondering the enigmatic passing of Anthony Bailey. He couldn't rid himself of the belief that solving this puzzle was crucial to all.When Alex arrived at the university, he parked his car and joined the crowd of proud parents and students. He noticed Naomi in the midst of her friends, her face brightening as she noticed him. Even with the weight he bore, her joy made him genuinely smile. He walked over to her and gave her a tight hug.Alex expressed his pride in Naomi, attempting to concentrate on the happiness of the moment."Grateful, Father. "I'm happy that you're here," Naomi responded, her eyes gleaming with enthusiasm.During the continuation of the ceremony, Alex's mind wandered back to the discussion with L
Alex crept towards the voices, his heart pounding in his chest. He strained to hear the conversation, hoping to catch any useful information. As he approached the door of the small office, he could make out two distinct voices—one of them belonged to Victor Santos."This is getting out of hand, Victor," an unfamiliar voice said, frustration evident in his tone. "Xavier's growing more paranoid every day. He thinks everyone is out to get him.""He's not wrong," Victor replied, his voice low and gravelly. "But if we can keep Ruby's death hidden and the commissioner happy, we might still come out on top."Alex's pulse quickened at the mention of Ruby. He edged closer, careful not to make any noise. He needed to hear more."What about Anthony Bailey?" the other man asked. "His death has stirred up a lot of attention. The FBI is all over us.""Bailey was a loose end," Victor said dismissively. "Xavier couldn't risk him talking. But now we've got another problem—Alex. He's been sniffing arou
Lawrence and his men placed Victor in the rear of a disguised SUV, fastening him with zip ties. The journey to Lawrence's estate was quiet and full of tension. Alex couldn't rid himself of the unease caused by Victor's lingering threats. He was aware that they needed to take action promptly and decisively. Xavier was a strong opponent, and capturing Victor could be the only way to defeat him. Furthermore, the discovery of Ruby remained elusive. Alex was aware that all signs were indicating Xavier's guilt, but he wanted to confirm.Agent Miller falsely accused him, leading to almost losing his job, with the added impact of the police commissioner supporting Xavier. Richard Dickson has remained silent for some time, and only the gods is aware of the reason.The mansion, located on the edge of Rochester, was used by Lawrence as both his residence and a secret operations base. The place was well protected, with security cameras and guards quietly monitoring the area. Lawrence constructed
Alex knew he couldn't run the business and, at the same time, follow up on what was going on around him. He decided to reach out to his aunt, whom he trusted to take care of the family business. "Hello, Aunt," Alex said, beaming with a smile. "Alex Davis. It's been a while." Miranda Holmes said it with a smile etched on her face. It had been a while since she had seen him; it was after the death of John Davis and when the will was read at everyone's hearing. Miranda had been pleased with how John Davis had shared his last testament. Everyone knew Alex was equal to the task, and the property was his by right. "To what do I owe the pleasure, Alex?" Miranda crossed her leg as the smoke of cigarettes came out of her mouth. "Aunt, I want you to come and head the company for a while. I have been too busy supervising other things." Alex's voice is gently trying not to make Miranda suspicious."Too busy? Can you tell me what you have been up to lately? I have heard disturbing rumors about
Roseline walked into the living room, glancing at her father. Richard looked at her daughter and adjusted his spectacles. "You know you can ask me anything." He looked at her and focused his gaze back on the magazine he was reading. "Why haven't you sent for Alex to come and explain what happened at the event? I'm sure you are dying to know what happened." Roseine squeezed her face, looking at her father."I think you need to stay away from Alex for now. Bad things happen to him wherever he goes." Richard replied "Do you know I love him, father?" Roseine walked closer to Richard."Then you need to stop loving him. I can arrange for a suitable man for you. Someone who will love you and won't put you in arms way." Richard replied "But dad, I love him!" Roseline shouted at her father. They both heard a knock at the door and stopped arguing. "Get to the door." Richard commanded one of his men. The door opened slightly, and Alex walked in. Roseline's eye widened in shock to see him sta