Senior Inspector Felix Gallardo, a recent addition to the country's federal station , the police force, had a palpable air of determination.He does not buy the story that there was a mistake and Emily was just sleeping in her room. He won't take his new position with levity. He felt Peterson was trying to pull some strings to keep the police force away but he was determined to assert whatever happened yesterday.He had been the one to led his colleagues back to Peterson's villa, one has a sense of skepticism ingrained into his face. He stood in the little room before the main living room that was called lobby by Peterson and by now most of the occupant of the villa.Emily walking towards the room, felt a chill run down her spine. Her drowsy and hungry state momentarily forgotten, she moved closer to the men still in her mixed expression of curiosity and not concern anymore but fear of the unknown. She does feel at easy to be with that man, Felix.Immediately she entered the room, Fel
"Out this instant! I want you out now, no more questions! Out!" He yelled with so much anger and frustration."And what if I don't? Do you want to go against the government? I am simply doing my job here and you are just trying to stop me, can't you see that?" Felix said with a smirk on his face, he loved Peterson's reaction to every of his move and action. This was proof that Peterson was up to something or trying to hide something and he was here to prove that.As the tension grew increasingly, Emily's confusion deepened. The lobby, once a place of familiar warmth, now felt like an arena of conflicting interests and emotion. The morning sunlight shined through the windows, casting a surreal glow on the figures seated across and adjacent to the windows.Felix persistently continued, questioning Emily about the details of the night before."You can go further with your explanation?" He asked her with a direct glare.With the question before her, she couldn't bring herself to say anyth
Jack navigated the bustling streets, he drove through with strength echoing the quiet determination that fueled his mission. The sun hung high in the sky, casting intense shine on those in the street and through the windows of vehicles on the road. The journey to the Commissioner's office was a delicate one that needed a lot of attention. The commissioner's life was in his answer and reaction to whatever was being said.As Jack approached the magnificent structure that housed the Commissioner's office, he couldn't shake the sense of disappointment he felt within him. Like he knew he wasn't going to be satisfied with the outcome of this meeting.He parked the car roughly, getting a glare from one of the police men walking out of the building but because of the crest on his chest, they easily backed back. He entered the building and noticed the polished shining floors and quiet conversations within the corridors, the offices within the wall gave away the empty corridor and probably tell
Felix is still on the ground, catching his breath from the struggle with the men and being forcefully thrown to the ground. He seems to have bruised his hands, around his wrist and his leg. He lost a shoe in the process of struggling with Ryan and Sebastian, the two hefty men from earlier. They both stood beside Peterson, all of them sharing the same facial expression, a deep frown. His colleagues stood a few feet away from the whole chaos with Peterson and Felix.Felix glared back then but decided to be wise and chose to hold his tongue, keeping his mouth shut. The atmosphere carried the aftermath of the confrontation, a tension as they all exchanged dirty looks.Peterson with his unwavering expression and demeanor turned to leave the stubborn, strong headed officer."Hey!" Felix called out with a stretch forth hand. Peterson stopped for a while without looking back before continuing his journey."Hey, Peterson!" He yelled, lifting himself to see on his knee, his hand still in the sa
"Should I call Sarah to clean this up or maybe I should just wait and see what I can give out," she said to herself aloud before walking over the clothes, almost tripping."I doubt I will give anybody those, I am already complaining of no clothes and I still want to give ours, we shall see." She whispered to herself as if there was someone who might hear her.She combed her hair out, silk and long, and stood before a section mainly for head wear, where the likes of caps, hats, durag, scarfs and so on sat beautifully, staring at her. She ran her hand through them and picked a playful looking black bucket hat, chosen to complete the ensemble.Emily admired herself in the mirror, the reflection of a young woman ready to embrace the world and enjoy herself to the fullest. Her outfit, as she had imagined it, turned out to look like that, also conveying both comfort and a touch of rebellious spirit.Emily, having dressed up in her chosen outfit, felt a sigh escape her lips as she picked a p
"Of course, anything for you! Just point at it, or maybe talk, or just make a sound around it, you can even just tell me, or you don't want to talk or I am not getting it, cry and you will have it," he said to her which made Emily laugh heartily."This is definitely a spoil you treat," she said, still laughing as her and her grandfather crossed arms and walked out of the house."Of course, anything for you! You deserve it… and more!" He simply said to her.The city beyond the villa's gates embraced them with its bustling energy as they stepped out into the city's embrace, the streets and roads were at its busiest."Oh, that remains me! There is this cafe I would like you to try more than anything. I was there last week and I promised myself to take you with me next time. I think this is the next time," he said with a hearty chuckle."Really? Sure! I will love that!" She replied immediately, matching his tone and mood."But we will have to walk a little distance there, the car can't go
As Peterson and Emily strolled through this world of luxury that spoke about wealth loud and clear, they passed by fashion houses with bespoke tailoring services, jewelry boutiques showcasing rare gemstones, and art galleries that displayed masterpieces from renowned artists. They took one of the doors at the end, the left door."Wow, this is truly beautiful and out of this world! I thought Maya was joking when she said I was going to fall in love with it. It is so much better than the mall at Greenwood Avenue. This is definitely for me and it is close by, isn't that beautiful?" She said looking at the first two outlets by her side elegantly with a smile.The atmosphere of the environment was one of refinement, where every detail, from the plush seating at the large reception to the surrounding lighting, contributed to an immersive experience for Emily. She tended to notice things, even the smallest details that can't be mentioned, in this atmosphere."It has it!" She squealed in exci
Jack arrived at the villa carrying an air of purpose, his movements were deliberate and focused. He drove the car into the compound with steady speed and came to a halt at the front of the house, then he stepped out with a determined steps. The sound of keys jingling through the air echoed briefly as he tossed them to one of the guards stationed outside, instructing them to park the vehicle properly.Entering the villa, Jack encountered an empty living area. It is not that this was usually but it brought with it so e sort of quietness. Nevertheless, Jack redirected himself toward Peterson's office, where he knew his employer often spend some of his days, digging into the affairs of business and influence around him.In Peterson's office, the atmosphere was came calm and quiet, the room was also empty. Papers and documents spread across the desk, an evidence to the ongoing affairs that demanded attention from Peterson. But where was Peterson? He wondered.He decided to do that he had t