A man in a werewolf mask stood directly in front of her car, his arms crossed over his well-defined chest, and her eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to him. Janet’s jaws clenched, anger flashing through her intense gaze.She muttered a curse under her breath, quickly grabbing her gun before stepping out of the car. “What on earth are you doing? Who are you?” she called out, her voice echoing loudly, but he remained calm and unmoved, unaffected by her loud words.She moved closer to him, furrowing her brows as she tried to remember any past interactions. As her gaze settled on him, she noticed his rugged charm and disheveled hair. He was donning black pants and a white shirt, and she couldn’t help but notice the bloodstains on his shirt, likely a souvenir from his time at Billy’s place. With three buttons undone, the tattoos on his chest peeked out, adding an air of intrigue. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and Janet noticed the ink on his wrist, which stretched upward
Janet drove to a secluded spot, the engine of her car humming softly as she parked in front of a rundown warehouse. As she stepped out, she was immediately confronted by the intimidating figure of the gang leader from a notorious drug cartel operating in New York.“Money?” he asked, and Janet promptly handed him a bag filled with cash. “We have until tonight to finish this. I want the girl!” she exclaimed.“I can’t promise to find the girl!” he exclaimed. “Let me see if I can arrange a meeting at Billy’s place. If your girl happens to be there with him, she’s yours to take.” “Alright.”“I will call you once everything is organized. But please note that we are not responsible for any potential complications that may come up.” The man raised an eyebrow. “I am helping you because of the money and the support you previously provided.” The man got into his car and drove off while Janet smirked. ‘I have something planned for you, sweetheart! Your moment will come later,’ she thought, the
~ Billy De Mello ~With a flick of my lighter, I lit my cigarette in the softly illuminated room. I turned my focus to the screen, where I was playing footage from four days earlier. I paused it when the image of a captivating girl in a short, shimmering pink dress caught my eye.She, along with three male friends, managed to get into the club by skillfully showing their fake IDs to the bouncers.I heard a voice behind me ask, “Is that the same girl in the basement?” It was one of my men.I nodded my head, recalling that decisive night.FLASHBACKThe club was just like any other night, with a crowd intoxicated and under the influence of drugs. From my office on the upper floor, I sat and watched everyone on the screen until a certain someone caught my attention.Someone who was just barely eighteen, the sight of the girl dancing as if there was no tomorrow, contrasted with her friends, who were completely wasted.“Who the fuck let that girl in?” My guard caught my glare, and his eyes
“What the fuck am I missing out on?” Janet softly hit her head against the wall repeatedly, rummaging through her memories.Keith Wilson, her friend and colleague, appeared beside her, chuckling softly. “That’s the most invigorating way to jolt your brain awake! Your coffee,” he said. He handed her a cup of coffee, and she let out a sigh.“Thanks,”“Thinking about the girl?” Keith asked.“Yes, her boyfriend said she started acting differently right after her birthday. She isolated herself from everyone at school, barely talked to anyone, and then disappeared after her final exam. Nothing makes sense.”“Why not interrogate her boyfriend again?”“I will. I’m just waiting for a notification about her phone.” She enjoyed the last sip of her coffee, feeling its warmth seep through her. “I aim to finish this tonight. See you later,” she said with a smile, then walked away.“Good luck!“ he shouted loudly, capturing the attention of those nearby, and someone in the distance quickly snapped th
“I had a conversation with Alana’s teacher, and she commended Alana as a bright student with a promising future.”Alana’s mother smiled as she attentively listened to Janet, while Janet’s gaze drifted to the servant holding a tray of freshly brewed tea. Janet thanked the servant with a smile.“Day by day, my hope is slipping away.” Alana’s mother wiped her tears, her voice filled with growing despair. “If she were still alive, we would have found some clue.”Janet took a deep breath. “Mrs. Singh, a mother, should never lose hope.” She reached out and squeezed her hand. “Hold on to your trust in God. If we have no news about her, the glimmer of optimism is that she is alive.”Alan’s mother nodded silently, her eyes locked on her lap. Janet asked, “Do you know she has a boyfriend in school?” and the woman looked up, her face a mix of confusion and surprise.“No. I think you have a misunderstanding. My daughter…”“I met Stephen at his house, and he confirmed their relationship.”“Alana n
Chapter 67 FindAlanaIt was the middle of the night when a Range Rover pulled up, its engine purring softly in the darkness. As Sebastian stepped out, the piercing cry of a baby broke the silence. He stood tall, casting a shadow over the crying baby in her crib, his gaze shifting to the lifeless body of her mother.“We got the money,” Stefan said.“Great!” Sebastian exclaimed, and with the sound of his deep voice, the baby stopped crying and looked up at him with wide eyes. The baby struggled, his tiny arms flailing in all directions, while Sebastian watched her carefully.“What should we do with her?”The baby’s constant crying grated on Sebastian’s nerves, compelling him to lift her into his arms. She rested her head on his chest.“We found a destroyed phone in the baby’s crib.”Sebastian’s eyes were fixed on the damaged phone in Stefan’s hand. “Give it to Rocco. Let’s see if he can figure something out.”Stefan nodded in agreement. “And what about the baby? In exchange for freedom,