LOGINZARAIt's been four days since I have been in this little room, desperate for an escape. Four days since I heard Monica's voice on the phone or what I think is Monica's voice because there is no way she's alive. I saw her dead body, I saw her wrecked car. There was no way she would have survived that crash and she didn't. Because she was buried and I went to her funeral. In fact I grieved her death. Still grieving.So Monica can't be alive. That's reality and right now I'm in another reality where I have been kidnapped by her father.I haven't seen Howard since he brought me here along with so many of his men. I have been given food and water daily but I haven't seen anyone's faces.Maybe that's his tactics to keep me isolated and delusional. And it's working, because no matter how hard I try to fight it. I can feel myself slipping from reality.The door finally opened. Not the small slot where food came through. The whole door.Light flooded the room so suddenly that I had to squee
MATTHEWI looked at Evans and the rest of the team as they secured the building. “Is he dead?” I asked as Evans checked his pulse. “No,” he shook his head. “Just unconscious,” he brought out a peppermint out of his pocket and placed it close to the nostrils of Agent Asher.I watched as he sniffed it and woke up in shock and in survival mode.“Hey, easy tiger,” Evans said to him as Asher's hands went towards his weapon holster but his weapon wasn't there.“What are you doing here, Asher?” I asked.“I could ask you the same question. And it's Agent Asher to you,” he groaned as he struggled to get out of the ropes he was tied with.“No,” I raised my hands as one of the operatives bent over to help him.“What do you mean no?!” Asher yelled. “I need to get out of these things.”“Not until you answer all of my questions,” I said and he sighed.“Fine. What am I doing here?” He continued to struggle with the rope. “I'm the lead Agent in charge of your girlfriend's kidnapping.”“Yeah, right,
MATTHEWThe burner phone felt heavier than it should in my hands.“This is our best shot,” Evans said, placing it gently on the table like it might explode.The IT team immediately went to work. Screens lit up. Numbers, maps, red dots moving slowly across dark roads.While the other part of his security company, the operation teams known as operatives were gearing up. The technical team gave us eighty percent accuracy of the potential Howard's location. And right now that's enough for me to storm into the building.“So you had this burner phone all these while and didn't bring it to us?” I heard Krystal's voice and I turned to see her directly in Becca's face.“I didn't come earlier because I didn't think I would be believed,” Becca responded.“And why is that Becca? Why wouldn't we believe you?” Krystal kept moving towards Becca and refused to back up even when Claire tried to hold her.“I know I was a bitch to you Krystal but I'm only here to help bring back my sister,” Becca said,
MATTHEWThe sounds of computers, people talking to each other, desperately looking for clues did not stop me from hitting myself hard against the wall. I should have been with her every second. I knew since we weren't able to catch Howard, he was going to find a way to make me pay and now he has her. And I feel hopeless. I haven't slept in the last five days, I have barely eaten. All I did was stare at the computer hoping to get a clue as to where Howard took Monica but there haven't been any.It's like he vanished with her and I hear a voice in my head telling me I won't see her again.But I had to shut that voice down because there is no way I'm going to be looking at my daughter, Hazel for the rest of our lives and tell her I didn't do everything to bring her Mom back and I will.“We found something!” One of Evans' IT support officers yelled and I raced towards his section along with everyone else.“What did you find?” Evans asked him.“The number that called Miss Zara right befo
ZARA“Cheers,” we all clicked our glasses together with champagne in it and music blasting around us. “Cheers to Ms. Zara Taylor, Ms. Victoria Armani and the whole Zenith Law Firm!” Greta echoed.“Cheers!” Everyone roared as we took a drink from our glasses.It's been three months since I won the lawsuit against Ronnie. And even though I didn't get a Verdi from the court. The millions of dollars I won for my clients was worth it.And right now we are celebrating the payment getting into each of their accounts. Greta and some of the others are now shareholders in the industrial plant.The client who lost her job because of Alberta disinformation suited her company and won a good deal as well. Zenith Law Firm earned a lot of money with us managing the portfolio of all of the clients, making the board members happy.And I was able to save my stepsister from Ronnie. Their divorce proceedings just ended a month ago and Becca walked away with two billion dollars in settlement along with s
MATTHEWI kept staring at the news feed on my phone airing Zara's Victory against Ronnie and Alberta. She did an amazing job and according to the news article and more. She got Ronnie to divorce his wife, her stepsister Becca immediately. I wonder what that's about?” I tucked my phone in my pocket as Evans and his security team along with some FBI agents walked into the conference room. One of the Agents pressed a little remote in his hands and the glasses that covered the conference room went frozen.“Hey, bro,” Evans shook my hand. “Did you see the girls won,” he said, happily.“Yes, I saw. So that means there is nothing stopping you from proposing,” I said and he sighed.“You are right,” she said, nervously. “I'm on it.”“Come on man, you have done this before. Don't be nervous,” I said to him.“I know I have. But this is different. Vic is different and special. I don't want to screw this up.”“You won't,” I tapped his back. “Anything you need. I'm here for you.”“Well, do you k







