“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
Lieutenant Wesley watched Jain being helped out of the porch. She wasn’t wearing her brown leather jacket which made it hard to tell that it was her. She was relieved that she was still alive. Dayton had been telling the truth the whole time. She looked a mess as she headed towards him. There was a cloth wrapped below her bleeding arm. This came as a shock to the Lieutenant. She was hurt. “Detective Reynolds,” he said. “You’re alright.”As Jain arrived at the cars, Lieutenant Wesley smiled at her. Jain could only give him a weak smile in return. Lieutenant Wesley wasn’t pleased to see her bleeding arm. “We need to get that checked.”A male paramedic stepped out of the crowd of care and walked towards Jain. “Detective. Please come with me.”Dayton held her brow jacket as Jain walked away with the paramedics. He was left alone with Lieutenant Wesley who didn’t seem pleased by that. Dayton smiled at the Lieutenant. Williams had saved all their asses tonight. He was the real hero, and
“You’re okay,” Jain said as Rylan came towards her. He flashed her a warm smile and she could feel her stomach churn in response. “Were you worried about me?” He asked. Jain rolled her eyes. “Don’t push your luck.” Rylan chuckled at that. “Are you guys going to put me to sleep or you’re going to kiss already?” Lana, who was standing by Rylan asked. They had both forgotten that she was with them. Rylan was gripping her by the elbow waiting to hand her over to the cops. As the cops came, he handed her over to them. Lana walked away as they handcuffed her and she headed towards one of the cars. Jain and Rylan were now alone. Rylan looked like a mess. His face was covered with sweat and his dark brown hair was pasted to his forehead because of the sweat. His amber eyes were dull and he looked exhausted. His dress wasn’t any different. She could remember that he had torn off his sleeve to stop the bleeding on her gun wound. The wound had now been successfully stitched
Carlos Borges was sitting on the armchair by the fireplace. He tapped his foot impatiently on the floor with a glass of scotch in his hand as he waited for the news that didn’t seem to be coming. It was almost dawn, and he hadn’t gotten a word from either Lana or Stanley. They were supposed to be done with Rylan and Jain now, but nothing came. Just over five hours ago, he had received a call from Lana telling him of the predicament of their current situation. Jain had found out about Stanley and Rylan was on his way to end him. She had gone there too to make sure the plan didn’t fall apart. Carlos had been furious that the plan had been put in limbo. It had all turned sour in the pace of twenty-four hours. He had hoped they would save it and everything would still go on as planned, but that didn’t seem likely to happen. “Any word?” Seth asked behind him. Carlos shook his head. Seth had been at his place for the past forty-eight hours and he wondered when he was going to head back