Maxwell had not run around in the slums for years for nothing, and he knew that if it was a planned job that was so smooth that even the agency could find no loophole, there could only be one source that got it done. Going to the store would be a waste of his time; he would certainly come up empty. Don never left traces.If his assumption was right, that could only mean that Susan had stepped on a client's toe. A very wealthy client. Don didn't deal with any other type. His baby sister had bitten off more than she could chew, but he would find out what could be done. It would cost. Oh, yes. It would, but he had to try. If he got nowhere or if he happened to be wrong,. Then he would simply leave the rest for his overpriced lawyer to deal with, but first, he had to try.As he dialled the confidential number, he thought briefly about who could have it in for Susan, and the deceived wife came to mind, but he dismissed it. If the woman was gullible enough to be cheated on for so many years
Reyona looked around and wondered why she had let go of little pleasures like this. Going out just to be with herself and her thoughts. She had never been much of a social person. Not even in college, when her friends had been jumping from party to party. Reyona had either been buried in her books, tutoring someone, or finishing up her assignment.Her roommates had given up on her and called her hopeless after trying as much as they could to get her involved in their outings and parties. And they had left her alone after telling her she had no idea what she was missing. Reyna had not thought there was anything to miss in going out every other night, sneaking into the hostel in the wee hours, and waking up bleary-eyed to go to class the following day.No, she was sure there was nothing to miss at all. Since most of them who relish telling her just how boring her life was for a college student would still end up begging her for her notes and pointers when they were running behind,.She h
Reyona shrugged as she placed her hands around her glass without lifting the drink to her mouth. "Their music is good," she said so quietly that he had to strain his ear to catch her words.The fleeting content look that had been on her face was gone, and Maxwell was sorry for that. What he was not sorry about, though, was the fact that he had seen her hazel eyes when she had looked directly at him before arching her brow."Damn it," he thought to himself again as he wondered how a woman could affect him so much. The way she sighed earlier had been nothing but pure torture for him, as her sigh only reminded him of the rustling whisper of a well-loved body against the sheet. He wondered briefly how her alabaster skin would feel to the touch, even as he saw the faint irritation that clouded her expression when she replied to him."You must be a lover of music then," he added as he decided to turn on his charms; he had not been interested in regaling any females with it in a long while. T
Reyona saw the waiter coming from the back and whooshed out a breath of relief. She beckoned to him and asked for her bill."Don't worry, put it on my tab," Maxwell told the waiter."No, I would not..." Reyona started to protest, but the waiter had already moved on to the people calling him at another table. "Do not expect a thank you from me," she said and turned to leave.Hold… shit," Maxwell muttered as he realised that she was leaving already and had no intention to slow down. He looked at his watch at 8:55 p.m. and stood up to follow her out.She was headed towards a Phytonic Blue BMW X3, and Maxwell confirmed that he had not been wrong early. The woman sure had class. Well, he did not care about that. He just knew that if he let her go like that, he would blame himself.She whirled back a few distances from her car. "What is this? Is this how people address one another in bars these days?" she asked with a raised brow."You sounded as if you..." He raised his hands as her brows w
The midnight-eyed stranger was currently ribbed by a woman whom most wouldn't have imagined her true identity."I tend to think that your urgent business was not so urgent after all, Max." Donald cum Serena, Alias Don spoke as she leaned back against her chair. She looked relaxed in her seat—even slouchy, in fact. Yes, she was about as relaxed as a cheetah would be. Right before he pounced on a prey. She had angled her chair in a way that had her eyes on both the entrance and most of the bar."You think wrong, Don. It is about as urgent as urgent could be," Maxwell said as he looked at the shrewd-looking woman in front of him. He still hadn't gotten over the huge transformation the man he had once known had gone through.He still had no idea why, and Don had never been one to explain himself, or should he say herself, to anyone. It must have been for the illusion. Yes, Maxwell believed it would be hard for anyone to look at the sweet-faced woman in front of him and believed that she wa
Maxwell sighed inwardly. He had no idea what she had done, but he was sure that his sister had certainly done it now. He was certain that this case had to do with Don directly "No, there is nothing else, but this is major, Don. I need your help on this.With her easy smile in place, Don flicked imaginary dirt off her electric blue nails "What do you mean by you need my help or whatever? I don't work for the agency, and I am pretty sure I don't look like a lawyer. Boy, you have a lot of money now. Just get your kid sister a fancy lawyer to get her out, and things will work themselves out. Also, I happen to know that you have a friend in the agency," she wiggled her eyebrow. "So, you know, if you want to do an inside job, your little buddy would be the right person to talk to."Nothing escapes her radar. Maxwell thought."Don, I know you."Don raised her hand "No, don't. You know my policy: no ratting out, no backing off." She stood up. "I will see you around, buddy."Maxwell stood up an
Thomas knew that he would have a lot of explaining to do when he got home that day, but he couldn’t care about that at the moment as he accelerated his car. He was way over the limit, but he couldn’t bring himself to slow down.He had been sucker-punched by the news he got that morning. He had expected that Susan would show up at court this morning, and he was already thinking of what to do as Reyona had suddenly asked him the night before about the partnership deed he had promised to draw up when she gave him the money to set up the gym and the centre. He was still reeling from that, as he had avoided answering her the night before when he faked sleep to avoid answering immediately.She was not beside him in their bed when he woke up during the night, and a little search had made him find her in the guestroom. She had never done that since they got married, even if they had any misunderstandings, which had started stemming from her discussions about starting a family; she had never sl
Thomas was momentarily dumbfounded by her appearance and how sallow her skin was. Her wide reactions and the strength of her hands amazed him. Then an alarm filled his system when he heard her last statement. He had no idea why she was acting crazy, but he would not stand aside and let them hurt her. The law, be damned.He looked urgently at Ty, since he was the only face he recognised out of the three people standing.Ty raised his hand and rubbed his face. On a closer look, the man looked like he had been roused out of sleep, and he had stubble on his face.“Err, Mr. Lanoth. It is actually not the way Ms. Rohan is saying it, but then, in her frazzled state of mind, she would believe that,” Ty explained as he drew out one of the chairs at the table and sat. “Sit down, gentlemen.”“What do you mean by her frazzled state of mind?” Thomas asked, still standing. One of the other men, the one in the suit with a briefcase, had sat as well, but the one in shorts and a shirt still stood, the