Roland stood outside the police station, taking in the red brick facade that loomed before him. It was a tall building, with plenty of windows and a heavy wooden door. The sun shone brightly, casting long shadows across the pavement and Roland felt a bead of sweat run down his back.He took a deep breath and stepped towards the entrance, pulling open the door. As he entered the station, he was hit with the harsh smell of disinfectant and cleaning products. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the rows of metal desks and filing cabinets. A few uniformed officers sat at their computers, typing away but none of them paying him any attention."Excuse me," Roland said, approaching the closest officer. "I'm looking for Alex Lafayette."The officer looked up, his eyebrows rising in surprise. "Are you a family member?""Half-brother," Roland confirmed, his heart beating faster in his chest. "Do you know where he is? I want to pay him a visit."The officer hesitated for a moment before sigh
Roland stood in the grand foyer of the Lafayette Mansion, his eyes scanning the room as he addressed the staff and non-staff members gathered before him."Listen up, everyone," he began, his voice firm and commanding. "I have some important news to share with you all."All eyes were on him as he continued, "My half-brother, Alex, has been released from prison, and I'm afraid that he poses a significant threat to all of us."Murmurs of concern rippled through the crowd, but Roland silenced them with a wave of his hand."I want everyone to be extra vigilant and watchful," he said, his eyes flickering around the room. "If you see any strangers around the house, anyone who doesn't belong here, you must report it to me or to the security team immediately."All the staff and non-staff members nodded their head in agreement, and Roland could see the fear in their eyes. He hated to see them scared, but he knew that he had to impress upon them the seriousness of the situation."You all know
Anthony paced the room, feeling agitated. He wanted to do something, anything to help, but he couldn't think of anything except to wait."What if he can't get us out of the city?" Anthony asked, breaking the silence.Sarah looked up at him, her eyes filled with worry. "We'll figure it out," she said, trying to sound more confident than she felt.Anthony nodded, but he couldn't shake his unease. He didn't like the situation they were in, or the people they were dealing with.They sat in silence for what felt like hours before there was a knock at the door. Sarah got up and answered it, revealing the scruffy man from before."Everything is set," he said, his voice low.Anthony's heart raced as the man explained the plan. They were going to meet a contact who would help them get out of the city, but they had to be careful. The contact was notorious for double-crossing people, so they had to be ready for anything.As the man spoke, Anthony couldn't help but feel like they were in over th
As he sat there, alone, he began to reflect on everything that had happened. He realized that he had been blinded by his love for Sarah and he had ignored the warning signs.He couldn't help but feel like he had wasted so much time and energy on something that was never going to work out. He regretted not listening to his parents and others who warned him about Sarah.The more he thought about it, the more he knew that ending things with her was the right decision. He deserved better than this, and he couldn't let himself be dragged down by Sarah's problems.As the night passed, Anthony started to feel a sense of relief. He realized that he no longer had to deal with the constant drama and danger that came with being involved with Sarah.He resolved to move on with his life and focus on himself. He knew that it wasn't going to be easy, but he was ready to face the challenge.Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Anthony threw himself into work, focusing on building h
Alex Lafayette and his friend Simon had arrived at the Lafayette Estate in style. They'd come in Alex's shiny, black, four-wheeled Maserati Granturismo, and were greeted at the gates with a hearty welcome by the estate manager, Daniel."Good morning, sir," said Daniel with a polite bow. "Welcome to the Lafayette Estate.""Good morning, Daniel," replied Alex with a smile. "It's good to be back."The two of them had known each other for years, ever since Alex had inherited the estate from his grandfather, Marcel Lafayette. Daniel had been the estate manager for as long as Alex could remember, and had always been a reliable and trustworthy asset to the family. Alex didn't think twice about talking to Daniel directly when he had news to share."Daniel, I'm interested in buying a house here in the estate," said Alex, getting straight to the point.The estate manager's brows knitted together in surprise. "Really, sir? Would this be in addition to the main house or…?""No, no," said Alex,
*Flashback Of Roland's Visit To Katherine's Grave*Roland stood before the grave of Katherine, his high school classmate and best friend who he always had feelings for. It was a beautiful sunny day, but he felt only sorrow and pain. He placed a bouquet of beautiful purple roses that he had brought for her close to her stone. As he sat down, he felt like he was in a different world, a world where all his hopes and dreams were crushed.The cemetery was located on the outskirts of the city, and it was surrounded by beautiful trees. Roland had never been there before but he felt drawn to it as soon as he heard about Katherine's passing. The grave was located near the edge of the cemetery, where the trees created a nice shade. Roland had chosen the spot to place the bouquet because he knew Katherine loved roses and purple was her favorite color.Roland wore a black suit, a white shirt, and a black tie. He had always heard that one should dress properly for a funeral or a visit to the c
Simon dragged his feet as he entered the apartment. All he wanted to do was take a hot shower and get some rest after a long day with Alex. However, his plans were put on hold when he found Debbie furiously shuffling through papers at the kitchen table.“What's going on?” Simon asked, leaning over Debbie's shoulder to see what she was looking at.“These are documents concerning my bar, Simon,” Debbie snapped, pushing the papers towards him. “But I can't find the main ones. I need them to fight Roland.”“Fight Roland?” Simon repeated, taking a step back. “Wait, what's going on with Roland?”The moron had just forgotten the fact that Roland was trying to take revenge, or did he pretend to forget?Debbie let out a sob, covering her face with her hands. “He's trying to demolish the shopping mall where my bar is located, Simon. He wants revenge on me for what I did to him in the past.”Simon shook his head in disbelief. “Debbie, I had no idea this was even happening. Why didn't you tell
Roland stood at the edge of the demolition site, the sound of machinery and destruction echoing all around him. His eyes scanned the area, taking in the rubble and debris that littered the ground.It was a horrible sight, but to Roland, it was also a beautiful sight. He was finally taking revenge on Debbie, the woman who had broken his heart and destroyed his life.For years, he had planned this moment, waiting patiently for his chance to strike back. And now, he was finally making his move.“Move that bulldozer over there,” he barked, pointing to a pile of rubble in the distance. “And make sure you clear out all the debris from that corner.”The construction workers nodded, afraid to disobey their boss. Roland had always been a stern supervisor, but today he was even more ruthless than usual. His eyes were cold and unfeeling, his voice harsh and unforgiving.He didn't care. All that mattered was the revenge he was exacting on Debbie.As the workers moved the heavy machinery, Roland