เข้าสู่ระบบ"...the leaked recording has sent shockwaves through the city, with the voice allegedly belonging to mayoral candidate Peter Halloway heard threatening a journalist, demanding she reveal who sent her to ask about a woman named Elena Voss. Mr. Halloway's campaign has issued a statement denying all allegations, calling the recording, quote, 'a fabricated smear campaign designed to derail his candidacy.' Meanwhile, sources close to the investigation continue uncovering disturbing details about Halloway's relationship with Voss, who vanished without a trace twenty years ago. Many are now asking whether Halloway himself holds the key to what actually happened to her..." The television clicked off abruptly with Commander Reyes's thumb still pressed against the remote. His expression twisted into barely restrained fury as he turned to face Simon. "You want to explain this to me? How did the recording get leaked? Didn't I warn you not to do something as stupid as this?" "I didn't l
CHAPTER 57.*****BROKEN HEARTS. "What's your name, Ma'am?" Gabrielle asked after the woman put down the tray containing two hot chocolates. She exhaled heavily before taking her seat. "Sara. You can call me Sara." Gabrielle nodded. "Sara it is then. Thank you for giving us this chance to speak with you." "You forced your way in. I never gave you any chances." Sara retorted and Gabrielle drew back her lips after sensing the hostility from those words. She looked at Saint for help. "Are you simply not bothered about this issue?" Saint began. "I am more bothered about a masked man and another stranger in my living room. I'd rather be more concerned about my life and safety first." Sara answered, not hiding her dislike for the intrusion. Gabrielle sighed and adjusted her sitting position, leaning a bit forward across the table as she looked at Sara intently. "We apologise for barging into your space this way but it's just that there is nothing we can do if we do
CHAPTER 56.******ALEZ. "Now I am really so curious to know why you are in a good mood." Gabrielle said immediately Saint parked the car. They both got out and she wore her sunglasses. "Why are you concerned about that?" "I don't know. I feel the shift in your energy. Let me guess. Something good happened between you and your soon-to-be brother-in-law?" Saint frowned, "Don't call him that." "Well, that is the truth."Gabrielle kept talking until they walked up to the porch of a house and knocked on the door a few times before it was finally answered by a woman. She eyed them. "Yes? Who are you? What do you want?" "Hello ma'am. I am Gabrielle and this is my friend, Sai...Storm. We would like to speak to you about Elena Voss please." The moment Gabrielle mentioned Elena's name, the woman's hand tightened on the frame as though bracing to slam it shut. "I have nothing to say to either of you. I don't know who that is." Her voice trembled though her eyes carried
CHAPTER 55.******PLUS ONE.The next morning, Nicolas woke up to an empty bed. “That bastard.” He mumbled and then rolled to the side and stared at the ceiling for a while. Everything that had happened last night and even till this moment only reminded him of something. It was nostalgic too. He sat up and looked at his whole body, red spots layered all over his neck and he chuckled. "He is an eater, isn't he?" He mumbled, got up on his feet and walked up to the mirror to look at the artwork Storm or perhaps Saint had created on his body. He had been too careful last night not to say his actual name because it might ruin the moment. His phone rang so loudly on the stand. He was going to ignore it at first but had no choice. He tightened his robe and went to answer it. It was Aaron on the phone. "Hey, how are you feeling?" There was a slight tease in his tone. Nicolas rolled his eyes. "Fuck you." "Well, did you get smashed?" "Why? You need new porn collections
CHAPTER 54.******HIS FAMILIAR TOUCH (2)Saint stopped and looked into Nicolas's eyes before stepping back. "What is it? You don't like it?" Nicolas asked him concernedly and Saint shook his head. "It's not that I don't like it but we can't...this is not right." "Can you just stop saying that already? It's becoming annoying." Nicolas replied with a scowl. “You don't understand!” Saint turned around and left the bathroom but Nicolas wasn't going to let this slide. He rushed out and grabbed Saint's hand and this turned into a fight with Saint trying to break free from his hold. "Are you mad, Nicolas? What is wrong with you?" He shouted at him after managing to release his hand. Before he could take one more step towards the door, Nicolas was already there in a jiffy. He grabbed the keys, twisted it twice, locked the door, pulled it out once and threw it across the room. Saint stopped, his eyes following the movement of the keys that were now far from the both of
CHAPTER 53.******HIS FAMILIAR TOUCH (1)Saint bent over and added the last touch to the meals he had prepared. He straightened, folded his arms and smiled, feeling proud of his work. He looked at the time. It was just seven thirty pm. Nicolas ought to be back soon. He cleaned up the space he had used, removing the oily textures and retaining the stuff he had used in cooking. Then he paused and stared at the meals. He had never thought that doing something like this would make him so happy. He smiled again helplessly and continued cleaning. He removed the apron afterwards and went to his room to shower and change his clothes. By the time he was done, it was already eight pm. He came out and checked the meals again, they were already getting cold. "Where is he?" He mumbled as he lifted them and placed them into the refrigerator. He walked to the window, pulled the curtains aside to peek but there was nothing or anyone coming through the gate. He sighed briefly and walked back t







