Rose glances at her father having a silent conversation with a man that seems in his fifties with gray hair. After the discussion, the man walks over to the podium. He seems to be the speaker of the meeting today. Gabriel sits down and looks at his daughter. Rose musters a small smile and he nods in response.The shareholders take their seat. The conversations die down, setting the stage for the aim of the day.The speaker begins, "Now, we will begin the Star Group Annual Shareholders’ Meeting. I will be presenting last year’s business report?"The projector behind the speaker lights up, showing various stats, graphs and different positive business outcomes.The speaker continues, "Yes, I am. As you can see, companyrevenues have more than doubled since the president introduced new ideas and pro
Gabriel waits in the conference room for Rose's return. He grows increasingly concerned as minutes pass without a sign of her. The shareholders were leaving little by little. He hopes Rose is not in trouble that could damage her image. Anxiety knots in Gabriel's stomach as he wonders what can be causing the delay.Rose would not just disappear without letting him know. Realizing something might be amiss. Gabriel discreetly pulls out his phone and composes a message to his secretary. The text was concise but urgent, instructing the secretary to discreetly check on Rose without attracting attention, not wanting to cause unnecessary concern among the shareholders or draw attention to Rose's absence. He glances at the clock, each passing moment intensifies the unease.****************************************************************************************************
"Stay with me Rose, I'm taking you to the hospital now." Jane inhales as she moves Rose through an elevator that led to the underground garage of the building. A security guard drives the jeep towards them to make it easier for Rose to get in. Opening the back seat Jane and the security guard place Rose on the chair. Jane sits beside her making sure Rose's head rests on her thighs.She pulls the passenger door closed. Clunk. The ceiling light switches off, leaving only the interior's eerie glow and whatever’s managed to reach them from this wrong end of the headlights. Her window is ascending until it seals the door cleft.“Which hospital are we going?” the security guards asks as he put on his seat belt.The seatbelt s
Ariel settles into her office chair, the muted sounds of the bustling city seeps through the closed windows. With a determined look in her eyes, she picks up her phone and dials the number of a private investigator she had hired to look into the accident that had left Luther injured and shaken.After hearing about Luther's history, she is even more determined to make sure the assailant is caught. He cannot go free after everything he has done. Ariel has to prove to Luther she will always be there for him just like does for her."Hello, this is Ariel. I need an update on the investigation regarding the hit-and-run incident a few days ago," she speaks with a sense of urgency.On the other end of the line, the investigator, Simmons, responds in a calm and professional manner. "Good morning, Ms. Ariel. I've been making progress. I have been reviewing traffic cam
Luther slowly opens his eyes to the sterile whiteness of the hospital room. The soft hum of machines and the distant murmur of voices greet him as he gets accustomed to his surroundings. His head throbs with a dull ache, and his body still feels a bit heavy. He had hit his head too hard on the asphalt road and now the pain is still not reducing. But this pain is nothing as far as he gets to keep Ariel at his side.The sterile scent of antiseptic invades his senses, and the rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor fills the room. Luther shifts uncomfortably on the crisp, white sheets, realizing that he is hooked up to a tube. As he tries to move, pain shoots through his limbs and head, forcing him to remain still.He did not feel this pain yesterday. He wanted to get discharged the other day but the doctor advised to stay at least two days in case the pain gets worse.
The address leads Simmons to an apartment building. He parks his car at the parking lot. Simmons comes out of his car and approaches cautiously, his senses on high alert. He enters the building and takes the stairs to the second floor. He passes some apartment rooms before he stops at Alex Manuel's apartment.Simmons knocks on the door, uncertainty lingering in the air. The door creaks open, revealing a startled Alex Manuel, who eyes Simmons with surprise on his face. Alex cannot believe that Simmons is at his apartment. They worked together for over five years but things were not just working out so they went their separate ways.Simmons was becoming too attached to the cases while Alex just wanted the money. Simmons wanted to bring closure. Alex did not have time for such sentiments. Alex didn't want that so they broke their alliance and went their separate way
Luther's mind is a storm of conflicting emotions as he lays in his hospital bed, grappling with the call from Alex Manuel. The weight of betrayal is already dropping him into depression. He has paid this man handsomely for years for doing his dirty work. Just because of a situation like this, Alex wants to betray him. Luther bites his fingernail trying to think of something to do.As he ponders the situation, a sudden realization strikes Luther. Ariel had hired a private investigator to look for who was behind the hit-and-run accident. Luther had no idea she would decide to delve into that case. He cannot shake the feeling that Ariel's determination to seek justice will bring her dangerously close to the truth. He has to stop her from digging further into it. He can't be exposed no matter what. Not after coming this far."Ariel," Luther whispers. He remembers the
The bar hums with activity as Austin expertly places the bottle of whiskey and fine glasses on the tray. Just as he is about to pick it up, a familiar voice calls him."Excuse me?"Austin turns to the far end of the bar. It is the woman that tripped him and embarrassed him the other day in the club. He did not want to answer her but he has to. It is his job. She has her hand raised to catch Austin's attention. He hesitates for a moment but with a practiced smile, he approaches her."Good evening, ma'am. What can I get you?" Austin inquires, maintaining a professional tone.The woman, her features contort into a displeased expression, snaps, "So you are still working here. I thought you would have been fired."Austin keeps silent, does not reply to her. He does not want another event lik