로그인THIRD-PERSON POVSIX MONTHS LATERKane Global stood taller than ever. The glass tower in the heart of London reflected the winter sky like a blade of polished steel, its boardroom now a place of quiet triumph rather than shadowed secrets. Under the joint leadership of Alexander Kane and Enid Voss the company had not only recovered—it had surged. Revenue climbed steadily quarter after quarter new ethical partnerships reshaped the public image and the board no longer whispered behind closed doors. They governed openly together, two men who had walked through fire and emerged forged into something unbreakable. Enid also decided to partner with Kane Global, making it a standard foundation. On a crisp Saturday morning Alexander and Enid drove out of the city in silence at first the kind of silence that no longer needed filling. The cemetery lay on a gentle hill outside the city limits surrounded by ancient oaks and winter-bare fields. The grave marker was simple gray granite catching the
ALEXANDER'S POV THREE DAY LATER I hurried the last suitcase into the car boot sweat already prickling along my hairline despite the cool morning air. The estate driveway was quiet except for the soft crunch of gravel under my shoes and the distant hum of London traffic beyond the gates. I straightened wiping my hands on my jeans and glanced toward the front door just as Enid stepped outside pulling a sleek black suitcase behind him.He looked unfairly good—white shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, his black trousers fitting just right the sling finally gone though he still moved his right shoulder carefully. The faint scar peeked above his collar a thin pink line that made my chest tighten every time I saw it.“I told you I’d carry them,” I said stepping forward reaching for the suitcase handle.Enid shook his head a small stubborn smile tugging at his lips. “I got shot but that doesn’t mean I can’t use my hand.” He lifted the case easily despite the slight wince that crossed his f
ALEXANDER'S POV ONE WEEK LATER The courtroom smelled of polished wood old paper and quiet dread. I sat in the front row beside Dad shoulders rigid hands clasped so tightly my knuckles ached. Rosa stood in the defendant’s box, her wrists cuffed in front of her face blank and cold-blooded like she’d already accepted the end but refused to show it. Raymond stood a few feet away head bowed shoulders slumped the cocky charm he used to wear like armor stripped away completely. Rosa had been charged with murder, parental fraud, kidnapping, money laundering conspiracy and solicitation of assassination. While Raymond faced money laundering accessory after the fact and conspiracy to commit murder. During interrogation the truth had spilled out in ugly pieces—Rosa had introduced Raymond into my life deliberately so they could keep me distracted confused and under control. He’d never loved me, instead he'd been playing a long game for her for money for power. Every kiss, every late-night
AUTHOR POV“You son of a bitch let me go!” Rosa spat the words like venom her wrists jerking against the metal cuffs that chained her to the table. The steel clinked sharply every time she yanked but the restraints held firm biting into her skin.The interrogating officer remained perfectly calm sliding into the chair opposite her without a flicker of reaction. The room was dim the only light coming from the single harsh bulb hanging directly overhead casting long shadows across the concrete walls and turning her face into a mask of sharp angles and fury. He placed a thin manila folder on the table between them fingers resting lightly on the edge.“Let’s start again Mrs Kane,” he said voice even almost polite. “You were arrested on charges of murder kidnapping parental fraud and conspiracy. You have the right to remain silent but anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You also have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one one will be provided fo
ENID'S POVBeep beep beepThe sound drilled into my skull steadily pulling me slowly out of the thick fog. I tried to open my eyes at first everything was blinding white then blurry gray then nothing but darkness again. I squeezed them shut took a slow breath and tried once more. This time the room came into focus dim hospital lighting soft shadows night pressing against the window.I sighed shifting just a fraction and pain exploded through my upper back and right shoulder sharp hot vicious. My whole body locked up a groan slipping out before I could stop it.“Enid.”Alex snapped upright from the chair beside the bed eyes wide and red-rimmed. He leaned forward fast hand reaching for my arm fingers trembling as they settled on my skin. “Can you hear me?”My vision was still hazy edges soft but I could feel him the warmth of his touch the faint tremor in his grip. I let my fingers twitch weakly against his palm. “Alex…” My voice came out dry cracked barely audible. “I didn’t actually w
ALEXANDER'S POVThe sterile chemical smell of the hospital corridor wrapped around me refusing to let go.Time had melted into nothing more than the relentless beep-beep-beep of a heart monitor drifting from somewhere down the hall. The surgery doors stayed shut a blank white wall that judged me every time I stared at them. My father’s arms were the only solid thing keeping me from shattering completely on the cold tile floor. My hands were still streaked with rust-brown blood—Enid’s blood, which had dried and flaking under my nails no matter how hard I rubbed them against my jeans.“He’s strong Alex,” Dad whispered for what felt like the hundredth time his voice rough around the edges like he was trying to convince himself too. “He’ll pull through.”I could only nod my throat too raw too tight to form words. The image kept replaying behind my eyes—Enid’s body jerking with each impact the warm flood of his life soaking through my fingers his weak crooked smile even as pain carved lin







