“What is it, son?” Mr. Lucius asked Rylan who was staring at the screen completely dumbfounded. Rylan opened his mouth to speak but now words could be fathomed. He was still in shock. Rylan had always been suspicious about Stanley. He never liked him from the start and he knew the feeling was mutual with Stanley. But there were so many questions running through his mind. Why would Stanley do this? And did Jain know about this? Even the video had some questionable scenarios like why Lana was looking at Stanley as he headed towards her. Back at the party, he had thought she was staring at the jazz band. But he was wrong. It seemed Lana knew Stanley was coming for her, and that shock must have glued her to the spot. Rylan took a step backward and began rubbing his chin. He was contemplating his next move. Should he tell Jain? He didn’t know. He pulled out his phone and went to the speed dial. He dialed Jain’s number and placed the phone on his ear. The line rang but no one picked it
Melissa was rounding up for the day when a figure stepped into the room. She was surprised to see Stanley in here. He rarely came in here. The last time he had stepped into the records room was to get information on Jain. That was the first few weeks of her arrival. He had told her he was curious about his partner and wanted to know more about it. Stanley smiled as he stared at Melissa who seemed shocked. He hoped she didn’t know anything about this yet. “Detective Rogers,” Melissa called in shock. “What are you doing here?”Stanley chuckled to himself as he walked forward. It was a strange occurrence today. First, Jain had stepped into the office trying to place back the cases, then she had found out about the other unsolved cases. Melissa had watched Jain leave the office in a hurry after looking at the files. When Melissa had looked at the files, she had noticed something as well. The cases were all closed by Stanley himself. It was suspicious, but there were a lot of suspicious
When Rylan stepped out of the video game store, it was already dark. He wondered how much time he had spent there. He had spent over eleven minutes trying to calm himself down after realizing that Stanley was the murderer. Rylan was still contemplating his next move. Should he find Stanley first, or should he phone Jain and tell her of his discovery? The latter seemed like the best option. They were working together now, and he had promised to help her get revenge on the man who had murdered her. That was after he had gotten him in Tristan’s killer. And luckily for him, it was someone he hated—Stanley Rogers. He pulled out his phone from his inner suit pocket and dialed Jain’s number. He was getting her voicemail. Frustrated, he rubbed his forehead thinking where she could be. He tried calling her again and he still referred to her voicemail. Rylan knew something was up. There was a possibility of Jain being captured by Stanley. He had to find her as soon as possible. As he thought
Detective Jain Reynolds gulped hard as she stared at the barrel that was pointed at her forehead. Her heart was thumping hard against her chest as she stared at Stanley. His face was lit in the bright living room and it displayed a malicious smile on his face. Jain already knew what he was thinking. Her eyes fell to his finger that was gripping the trigger and it was trembling. It looked like he was fighting himself from pulling the trigger too soon. If there was one thing Jain had realized, it was that Stanley was going to kill her. She wasn’t going to make it out of here alive. Stanley had known that Jain would be here. She couldn't just resist being nosy. She had come here a couple of times, the other time he had been here searching for any clue that Tristan had fixed the video, but he had only stumbled across Jain who had also been in there. He had wanted to keep this away from her, but she had always been Tom persistent. She had a knack for nosing around, and that was going to l
Rylan glanced at his Rolex impatiently. It was getting late, and he wondered what was going on. Williams had told him he would find Jain’s last location and send it to him but had no response since then. He feared that Jain could be in danger, and with each passing second, she could be on the verge of death. There was a satisfying feeling that came which cured the anxiety Rylan had felt a few hours ago. He was aware that something bad was about to happen, and it did now. Jain was missing, and Stanley had been found as the killer. There had to be one thing that could lead Rylan to Jain, but he was far away from home, and it would take so much time to go back there to find her. He was going to leave all the work to Williams. He knew what he was going to do. A few minutes later, his phone rang and he looked at the caller’s ID. It was Williams. He quickly picked up the call and placed the phone in his ear, hoping that he was going to get some good news. “Hello Williams? Did you find he
“And when I mean big, I mean something huge,” Karen McCullough said. Frederick leaned against his chair and rubbed his chin as they brainstormed. His daughter had just opened his mind to something they hadn’t thought of until now. Carlos Borges was part of the Valdez cartel a few years ago, and so was he. That was where they had first met. He had left the cartel long before the feud between him and Ernesto escalated. What Fredrick didn’t understand was why Ernesto had left San Diego to Carlos’s control. He was the stronger and the most influential of the two. At least that was what he had thought. But tonight, Karen had opened his eyes to the bigger picture. There was a possibility that Carlos had wanted to rule San Diego by himself, and when Ernesto didn’t budge, it led to the separation. Ernesto had fled to Los Angeles while Carlos had remained in San Diego where he had become a menace. The cops couldn’t put him behind bars because they were never able to find incriminating eviden
“W—What?!” Jain asked dumbfounded. It was either Stanley was playing mind games with her or he was being dead serious. Considering he was holding a loaded gun on her forehead, she was going to take the latter as an answer. “That’s right, Jain,” he replied, looking at her phone. He threw it on the floor and landed his foot on it, smashing it into pieces. Jain shrieked as he watched him. He was getting turned up. “Now let’s go inside.”Jain was hesitant, but as he pointed the gun at her forehead, she froze. Jain could feel the cold barrel touch her skin. And then, she knew Stanley was kidding. She raised her hand in surrender and turned around slowly, heading towards the digital room once more. “That’s right. I was the one who killed your daughter, Hope. I was hired by Carlos Borges to do so. You know, I never thought I could take the life of an innocent child. When I stared into those familiar silver eyes of yours, it reminded me of the look your daughter had when she saw the barr
Williams was pacing the room as he thought of what to do next. Rylan didn’t listen to him, and he feared that. Could he go out and stop Lana from doing something so stupid? Did she even know where to find Stanley? He had recently discovered that Jain was at the warehouse. Could there be a possibility that Stanley was there with her?The only thing Williams could do now was hope. If Stanley was there with Jain, then there was a possibility that Rylan was walking into a trap. How was he going to get out of there unscathed? He didn’t know, but he hoped that he would make it back alive. Arlene was going to kill him if Rylan ended up dead. She didn’t know much about what they were doing. That was why Rylan had been glad when she had moved back to New York. Keeping her in the dark was the best option. It kept her out of harm’s way. But now Rylan was in a lot of danger, and there was nothing he could do about it. Just as he was pacing around the room, a figure stepped into the room and Wil