Lieutenant Wesley could only watch as the paramedics wheeled Miss Lopez’s body away. Tonight had been a very weird night. Just moments after pronouncing Miss Lopez dead, he had gotten word that Melissa, the records keeper was also in critical condition. The only thing that was keeping him optimistic was the fact that the paramedics had said she was still alive. There were so many questions running through his mind, as he watched the ambulance rush away. Who would do such a thing? It had to be the serial killer. But how was the serial killer able to walk into the station without being noticed and inflict so much damage? Lieutenant Wesley felt so useless. There was nothing he could have done. He hoped that Stanley and Jain would have solved the case before the killer struck again, but he was wrong. They had failed him, and they had lost two critical members of the forces. As he attempted to step back into the precinct, a black Audi swerved recklessly into the parking lot which caught
A black Lamborghini arrived at the driveway of Tristan’s house and came to a halt. The door opened and Rylan stepped out of the car. He was hoping that he was late. Jain was somewhere in here and so was Stanley. He bet that Stanley hid her somewhere. This was a trap, and he was walking right into it but Rylan didn’t care. He had to save Jain. He had made a promise to her, he was going to keep that promise. Rylan got back into his car and pulled out the drawer on the dashboard. In there were two .40 glocks and a black mask. Rylan pulled out the mask and picked out only one of the glocks. He wondered if it was okay to wear the mask. Stanley should have known he was coming by now, so there was no need to hide his face. But it could be an element of surprise. Rylan shoved the .40 Glock into his inner suit pocket and wore the mask. He was ready now. All he had to do was get in there and save Jain. It sounded so waxy, but Rylan knew it wasn’t. This was just like that time he had saved La
He didn’t need to be told twice. Rylan rolled away from Jain and rose to his feet pointing his gun at the figure that had been behind him. It was Stanley who was also pointing his gun at him. Stanley chuckled as he saw the mask on his face. He took his gun away from Rylan and lowered it to Jain’s face. Rylan’s heart skipped a beat. “Take off the mask, Rylan. I already know it’s you.” Rylan sighed and took off the mask from his face, dropping it on the floor. Stanley laughed as he saw his face. Jain who looked up at him now was glad that he was here. She had never been more happy to see Rylan. But it seemed it would be hard for the both of them to get out of this one. “Rylan Daystar. Who would have ever thought?”“Let her go, Stanley.”Stanley chuckled at his words. “And why should I do that?”Rylan’s eyes went to Jain. Her platinum blonde hair was scattered across her face, and her silver eyes indicated she was stressed. He wondered how long she had been in that position. Stan
“Surprise!” Lana said with a nefarious smile. Rylan was trying to put the pieces together, but they couldn’t converge. It looked like a dream. Lana had the gun pointed at his head. He was too stunned to think straight. How was this possible?Lana’s eyes went to Stanley who seemed to have been knocked out. His body lay across the room motionless and she feared that it was dead. “How?” Rylan asked. Lana chuckled as she heard that. She was happy that Rylan was surprised about this. She had almost given herself away earlier today. It was Williams who had saved her surprisingly. The only man who had suspected her from the beginning had saved her ass. Rylan recalled Stanley’s words a few minutes ago. He had made mention of a surprise. If Lana was the surprise then he was indeed surprised. He had thought that Stanley had been playing tricks with him. Jain was also flabbergasted by this. How had Lana been on the wrong side all this whole and she didn’t suspect a thing? Lana had played al
Her father being cryptic was nothing out of the ordinary, but tonight was different. Karen couldn't understand a thing he was saying. If it was regret, she could smell it all over him. He had lost everything he worked hard for. The company was gone and was now under the control of Carlos Borges. It was only a matter of time before it was official. Karen blamed herself for this. She had been selfish from the beginning. Her hatred for Rylan had cost the family a lot. Now her father had lost the company. The company he had been trying hard to keep. She had told him to hand over the company to Rylan in the hope that she was going to get it back at the end. But that had been in vain. “What do you mean?” She asked. Frederick chuckled as he glanced at his watch. He knew they were coming for him. The only thing on his mind was how long it was going to take. He appeared calm even though he knew he wasn’t going to get out of her scott-free. It had taken him a lot of time to understand. “Kar
Stanley Rogers woke up with a splitting headache. He groaned and held his cheek as he tried to track what happened, but anytime he tried to think, his brain ached. He looked around and realized that he was somewhere strange. He was in a room lying on the floor, and to his left was a bunch of huge monitor screens. It was then that it hit him. He was at Tristan’s house. Then everything came flooding back. He had caught Jain and was about to kill her when Rylan arrived. He had them where he wanted them, but everything changed in a flash. Rylan had bundled him to the ground and had knocked him out. The last thing he could remember was his fist smashing against his cheekbone. He winced in pain as he recalled that. Stanley rose from the floor and found Rylan and Jain pinned to a wall. He looked at the figure standing before them and smiled. It was Lana Pierce. She had arrived just in the Nick of time. He feared that he had messed up the plan, but lama had saved his ass. Carlos wouldn’t ha
Detective Jain Reynolds looked at the body of Stanley Rogers lying motionless on the floor with half of his brains spread before his corpse. He was finally gone. The man who had killed her daughter and had made her life miserable. She hadn’t been able to pull the trigger. She had been given the opportunity by Rylan, but she had failed. Stanley would have killed her if Rylan hadn’t acted faster. She owed him her life twice in one night. Her eyes went to him who was still holding the gun and looking down at the body of her partner. It seemed he was trying to digest the fact that he had killed him. But that didn’t mean anything. They were both safe, and that was soon what mattered. It turns out that working with Rylan had been the best plan she could come up with. Rylan finally looked up at Jain. He still was in disbelief. Jain had a clear shot at Stanley but she couldn’t bring herself to kill him. After working for so many years searching for her daughter’s killer she couldn’t bring h
Dayton Veeschoris drummed his hands on the dashboard impatiently as they headed toward Tristan’s house. He was scared that they were too late and that something bad had happened to Rylan. Maybe he was dead already and Stanley was on the run. Dayton dreaded that. He hated that such a thought came into his mind. Lieutenant Wesley who was driving as fast as he could was growing impatient with Dayton drumming the dashboard. It was disrupting his focus. If what he heard was true, then Stanley was a criminal. Lieutenant Wesley still had his doubts. To be honest, he hadn’t believed the words he had said to him until they got to Frederick’s house. When Frederick didn’t try to resist, it was only then he came out shocked. Frederick was in one of the cars following them as they headed towards Beverly Hills. It was 2 am, and Lieutenant Wesley hadn’t predicted his day to turn out this way. He had hoped that it would be another lazy day, and it had just been that until he had heard the news of M