Time for Duncan to grab another opportunity and get a step ahead. What do you think, dear reader?
In a foggy environment, Gregg cautiously walked into a cavern leading to his new hideout. The dim light revealed a large room filled with sealed cartons. As he entered, someone approached him, welcoming him with a nod. Gregg settled into a steel chair as his hookah was brought to him, the sweet scent filling the air. As the smoke swirled around him, Gregg's sly eyes moved to an approaching figure in the dark. The footsteps drew closer, and a soft laugh escaped Gregg's lips, hinting at an anticipation of the visitor's identity."Welcome, Rhino," Gregg muttered with a knowing smile.Rhino emerged from the shadows, his face reflecting in the dim light from a lamp above the wall. The lamp directly illuminated Gregg, creating an eerie yet intriguing atmosphere. Rhino sighed with a smile, acknowledging the camaraderie between them. The cavern echoed with their subdued laughter, setting the tone for a clandestine meeting between allies in the clandestine world they inhabited. The seale
Duncan, entering his office the following day, found Karla, Abigail, and Babette waiting for him. He greeted them warmly, "Thanks for coming, everyone.”“What made you ask us 3 to come here?"Karla asked, puzzled.Abigail, ever direct, cut to the chase, "What's the matter, Duncan?"Duncan sighed, leaning against his desk. "It's about Lisa, Zinnia's cousin. I believe she knows something crucial, and I need to extract the truth from her."Karla, a glint of excitement in her eyes, remarked, "Things are getting interesting. Now you can use your charm to get her to spill the beans. Lisa likes you, doesn't she?"Abigail, nodding in agreement, added, "Karla has a point. You could use that to your advantage."Duncan, considering the idea, cautioned, "Lisa is no fool. I need a foolproof plan to pull her out of the house and make her talk." They brainstormed for a moment, tossing around ideas until Babette, who had been thoughtful, blurted out, "Take her on a date!"Duncan raised an eyebrow, i
As Lisa approached the bar, the trio continued to watch the unfolding scene, curious about how the night would unfold and what information Lisa might reveal in the midst of the carefully orchestrated charade. Lisa, scanning the bar for Duncan, finally spotted him and confidently made her way to his table. Duncan, ever the gentleman, pulled out a chair for her to sit on, creating an image that caught Karla's attention, leaving her feeling a tinge of jealousy. Duncan greeted Lisa with a charming smile, "Lisa, you look absolutely stunning tonight. I thought we could enjoy a night out at the biggest hotel in the city. What do you think?" Lisa, flattered by Duncan's attention, replied with a coquettish smile, "Oh, Duncan, you know how to make a girl feel special. I'm thrilled to be here with you." As they engaged in light banter, Karla couldn't help but observe them keenly from her discreet corner. She silently wished she were in Lisa's place, feeling a mix of envy and curiosity abo
Karla exchanged a knowing glance with Babette, before inquiring what was the use of the tiny recorder in her hand. "Duncan, what's the mini recorder for?" Her curiosity is evident.Duncan, wearing a knowing smile, explained, "Attach it either to the champagne bottle or to the trolley you'll use to bring the champagne. It will capture everything Lisa tells me. I need every bit of information she'll spill. It's necessary."Karla, holding the tiny device in her hand, nodded in understanding. "Got it, Duncan. I'll make sure it's discreetly placed." With their roles defined and the plan set in motion, they dispersed once again. Inside the room, Duncan returned, and Lisa, fueled by a mix of desire and the effects of the evening, leaned towards him. Before he could anticipate her next move, she boldly sat astride on his lap with a seductive smile, a moment that marked the beginning of a night filled with revelations and carefully orchestrated schemes. As Lisa whispered something f
Duncan managed to maintain his composure, but inwardly, the revelation hit him hard. Gregg, the very person he had encountered in his quest for answers, now emerged as a significant figure in the Lennart family secrets. Feigning nonchalance, Duncan asked, "Gregg? Are you sure?" Lisa, still giggling, nodded confidently. "Yes, Gregg. It's funny, isn't it? Though I don't know why it's funny." She burst into laughter. Duncan, now armed with this new piece of information, subtly shifted the conversation, saying, "Interesting choice of name. Well, it seems like you've got quite a treasure trove of family secrets." Duncan continued to engage Lisa in conversation, strategically making her drink more. He skillfully navigated the discussion, subtly probing for additional information while maintaining an air of casual interest. Outside the room, Karla voiced her confusion, asking, "Why is Duncan still with Lisa after she spilled the secret?" Abigail, observing from the sidelines,
Duncan, perceptive to the stiffness in Laila's expression, couldn't ignore the tension in the room. Glancing at Zinnia, he asked, "Mother-in-law, why do you seem shocked and agitated by the mention of my father-in-law?" Laila, her patience wearing thin, glared at him and snapped, "Just get lost, Duncan!" Not wanting to escalate the situation, Duncan played the innocent card and obediently left the room. As he departed, he couldn't help but wonder about the secrets lurking beneath the surface of his in-laws' reactions. Zinnia, perplexed by the exchange, turned to her mother. "What was that all about, Mother?" Laila, defensive, replied, "Duncan was just trying to get under my skin, as usual." Zinnia, not entirely convinced, cut her off. "Enough of that, Mother. Tell me about Father. Why are you avoiding the question about him?" Laila hesitated, then sighed. "Your father... He is not doing well. His health has taken a turn for the worse." Zinnia's expression softened, concerned
Surprised, Duncan stared at the sketched face before him, disbelief etched across his features. The realization hit him – it was a sketch of himself. Inside the carefully torn wrapping, a card lay with the words "Find him soon" inscribed on it. Gregg's name was discreetly placed at the bottom of the card. Duncan understood at that moment that Gregg had orchestrated this mysterious delivery. His surprise deepened as he compared the sketch to his own facial features; it was an uncanny match. Panic set in as he contemplated the consequences of Ma'am Luna or his mother-in-law, Laila, discovering this sketch. It could be the end game for him, and he urgently wondered what he could do. Quickly, Duncan messaged Karla, explaining the dire situation. As he anxiously waited for her response, he considered the worst-case scenarios that could unfold if the sketch fell into the wrong hands. Karla's call interrupted his thoughts, and she got straight to the point. "What's the plan, Duncan?"
Lady Zelda, wearied by the unfolding chaos, implored, "Duncan, please, forget about finding anything. Let the sleeping dog lie." Duncan, fueled by determination and a thirst for the truth, refused to yield. He questioned his mother, "Why do you want that, Mother? What are you hiding?" Lady Zelda, caught off guard and unable to provide a satisfactory answer, remained silent. The weight of unspoken truths hung in the air, and the strained relationship between mother and son faced yet another moment of reckoning. Sensing Duncan's unwavering determination, Lady Zelda, desperate to put an end to the unfolding turmoil, ordered him sternly, "Duncan, forget about this matter. Promise me you won't try to dig up the past." Duncan, torn between his quest for the truth and his mother's wishes, reluctantly apologized, "I will not do that, Mother, sorry.." Her disappointment evident, Lady Zelda asked pointedly, "Are you going to disobey me?" Duncan, his frustration boiling over, defian