Chapter 12

Damon's POV

I was in my office having a meeting with some mafia leaders. We were talking about our next plans when I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I said.

The door opened, and it was Marco.

Since our meeting was already over, I told the mafia leaders they could leave. They laughed, said goodbye, and walked out of my office.

Soon, only Marco, my uncle Sebastian, and I were left.

Marco walked over to my uncle and handed him a file.

My uncle opened it and looked through the papers. They were about someone we all knew.

Marco looked at him and asked, "Do you remember him?"

My uncle nodded.

"Yes," he said. "I remember Detective Adrian. He was the detective in charge of Lorenzo's murder case. But after some time, I gave the case to another detective because Adrian could not solve it."

I held out my hand.

"Let me see the file," I said.

My uncle gave it to me.

I opened the file and started reading every page carefully. As I looked through the papers, I wanted to know why Marco had brought Detective Adrian's file to us. Something told me there was an important reason.

I kept reading, waiting to discover what Marco had found.

As I looked through the file, I saw the man's details. He had once been a sheriff. I looked up at my uncle.

"How can you say he wasn't good enough?" I asked. "His record says he solved many murder cases. He was one of the best."

My uncle gave a small laugh.

"He was smart," he said. "But Victor was his close friend. He wanted to protect him, even though he knew Victor was guilty."

I looked down at Adrian's picture again. He looked brave and serious.

After a few seconds, I turned to Marco.

"Why did you bring me his file?" I asked.

Marco took a deep breath.

"He came back to town today," he said. "But he died in a traffic accident."

I froze.

"What?" I said quietly.

Marco lowered his head.

"Yes, boss. He died."

I slammed the file onto the desk so hard that everyone in the room jumped.

"No!" I shouted as I stood up. "That can't be true!"

The room became silent.

I stared at Marco, hoping he would tell me it was all a mistake.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

Marco nodded slowly.

"The police confirmed it. His car crashed only a short time ago."

I clenched my fists. My heart was beating fast.

"This wasn't an accident," I said. "Someone wanted him dead."

My uncle looked at me.

"You think someone killed him?"

I nodded.

"He was getting close to the truth," I said. "Whoever was hiding the real killer couldn't let him stay alive."

I picked up the file again and held it tightly.

"What does this person really want?" I asked. "Every death so far has been connected to my family."

Marco folded his arms.

"Whoever killed Detective Adrian had a reason," he said. "Adrian must have found something important. He was getting close to the truth, and someone wanted to stop him before he could tell anyone."

The room became quiet.

My uncle stood up and picked up his coat.

"In the end," he said, "all of this will lead to something much bigger than we can see right now. Be careful, Damon. I have another meeting, so I have to leave."

I gave him a small nod.

"Alright, Uncle. Drive safely."

He smiled, nodded, and walked out of the office.

After the door closed, I turned to the large window. I looked down at the busy streets below while I slowly sipped my glass of whiskey. My mind was full of questions.

Who was behind all these deaths?

Why was my family being targeted?

And who would be next?

I set the glass on my desk and looked at Marco.

"Send some of our men to watch Elias," I ordered. "I want someone following him at all times."

Marco listened carefully.

"Watch his house, his office, and even his parents' grave," I continued. "If he goes anywhere, I want to know. The killer may be watching him too."

Marco nodded.

"Do you think Elias is in danger, boss?" he asked.

"I do," I answered. "Right now, he is the only person we know who is connected to this mystery. If the killer thinks Elias knows something, they may come after him next."

Marco placed his hand on his chest.

"Don't worry, sir," he said. "I'll make sure our best men protect him."

"Good," I replied. "Tell them to stay hidden. Elias must not know they are watching him."

"Yes, sir."

Marco turned around and left the office.

I looked out the window one more time.

"Whoever you are," I whispered, "I'm going to find you before you take another life."

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