I walked over to the crime tape and he started escorting me into the crime scene. All eyes were on us as we were walking in the middle of the road. My damaged car, where the doctor was murdered, was still there with its door wide open and dried blood all over the floor close to it. I slowly went to the car and snooped inside; the seat of the car had a hole made by a bullet, as did the front glass. "Be careful not to touch anything, the doctors said, the doctor died due to the bullet." The cop said I exhaled and placed my hands on my hips, glancing at the road. There were a few surrounding cars, including one that was parked on the other side of the road, facing my car. "Were there any eyewitnesses?" I inquired. "No, Ms Gates," he responded flatly. "That's impossible; my bodyguard told me the road was busy when he was driving the car, which meant there were a lot of people around when it happened," I said. "Yeah, there are, but... the people are refusing to speak, they are acting lik
AUTHOR’S POV "What! Who told him to do that?!?" Ashley asked, her lips trembling. "I have no idea... but I think he has given up on living." The butler replied in a sad tone. "T-Tell him not to think about death, tell him I will not let him die, I will try my best to cure him," Ashley said with her voice hoarse. Tears shone in her eyes, threatening to fall out, but she blinked them back, trying her best to stay strong. "Just take care of him, okay." She said in a low tone. "I will try my best." He assured her before she hung up on him. She dropped the phone, rubbing her forehead with her thumb. "My dad will be okay; I will save him," she muttered to herself, using it to calm herself down. She opened the bottom drawer on the nightstand and took out a rifle before shutting it. She turned off the light in the room, making the room extremely dark because the moonlight couldn’t get in through her thick curtains. She lay on the bed, using the duvet to cover herself, as she placed the rif
Xander made stupid noises as he rummaged through the bottles on the table for the one that still had alcohol in it. He caught one that still had a little bit of alcohol in it, but it was at the bottom. He stuck out his tongue, shaking the bottle in his mouth, but only a drop touched his dried tongue. "Argghh!!" he screamed in frustration and pushed all the bottles on the table to the floor, some of them breaking in the process. He felt dizzy and wasted; his eyes were extremely red, and his head went out of his control and landed on the table with a great thud. He groaned in pain, closing his eyes as he sat there, drifting to sleep. Melody was in a taxi with her boyfriend; the taxi was driving through the streets of one of the major cities in Canada, Toronto. Melody was looking out the window of the taxi. The beautiful but windy atmosphere around her added to the uncanny mood. Melody was extremely happy that she was finally living a dream, she was out of Florida, where she had lived he
Xander dashed into the bathroom, fuming in anger, and took off his shorts. He turned on the shower, standing under it as the cool water started pouring on his body, making all his pores rise. The pain he was feeling inside was intense, and the career he had spent a lot of years planning had been ruined. He took a shampoo and poured it on his hair, washing it with it as what Ashley told him played in his head. "Your sister sold you to me…" "Ahhh!!" He screamed in terror as soap lather ran down his face, forcing him to close his eyes. Ashley was in her dressing room, going through all the clothes. The room was a total mess, with clothes and bags all over the place. She grabbed a bag and searched with panic in her eyes. "No! This can’t be, I am sure I kept it in the bag I carried yesterday." She thought running her hands through her hair as the door of the room was opened by two maids. "I want you guys to search with me, I am looking for a flash drive." She explained to them, tossing th
Dave followed Ashley to her control room and watched as she violently dragged her security guard out of his seat. The security guard flinched and exited the room. Her gaze landed on him. "You can operate a supercomputer, right?" She asked. "Yes, but what is this about? And why did you kick him out?" he inquired. "There is no time to explain, thank goodness you are here. I can’t trust anyone here." She grabbed his hand and dragged him to the seat in front of the supercomputer. She stood behind him, resting her hand on the headrest of the chair, and handed him the flash drive. "I want you to play the video that is on this flash drive." She said. "Okay…" he said, and shoved it into the computer and started operating it. "I think it contains evidence that can prove Chris’s innocence," she said. He pressed the computer button and entered the video. They both focused on the video in the screen, they could only see the front view of the road, indicating that the car was facing forward befor
Ashley kissed Chris's swollen right hand, breathing heavily, pleased that she had managed to get him out of police custody by claiming that they didn't have enough evidence to detain him. She was squatting on the floor next to his hospital bed, he was unconscious; his head was bandaged, and there were plasters all over his body and even on his nose. Dave stood close to the door behind them, watching Ashley treat her bodyguard as if he were family. "Chris, you don’t have to suffer anymore; please just wake up." She said she didn’t know when she started pressing his swollen hand, waiting for him to wake up. "Ow! Ow!" he shouted in pain, pulling his hand out of her grip as he sat up on the bed, revealing his left hand that was tied to his neck. "I am so sorry, Chris. I got carried away." Ashley apologized and sat on the edge of the bed, giving him a quick kiss on the forehead. "Thank you for standing by me, I will surely increase your salary when you get out of here." She said. "What do
The moon took its place in the sky, covering the city with a ray of light. Ashley examined herself in the full-length mirror in her room, her hair was packed in an elegant updo that left a few bangs on her face, and there was a veil on the back of her head, she was wearing a sexy white dress that was slim at the waist region but had a puff at the end that was almost reaching the ground but was prevented from touching the ground by her heels and height. The dark red lipstick she was wearing outlined her beauty, making her look extremely beautiful. She took a deep breath before grabbing a lily and rose bouquet that was on her makeup desk. She heard a knock on the door and turned to look at the door. Dave and Jake were standing at the door dressed in stylish black tuxedos. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Dave inquired entering the room. "Yes, I want to do it, and I have to do it. If not, my father will be gone before Noah gets married to me." She replied. "I think it’s a good thing
Ashley took a deep breath and turned to face Noah, who was standing at the altar with the priest by his side, wearing a milk-coloured tuxedo and a smile on his face as he noticed her. Dave quickly covered her head with the veil. She looked at him and wrapped her hand around his right hand. She had never dreamed of this day in her life, but she knew her father was supposed to be the one to accompany her. But now that she was only getting married for her father’s sake, she didn’t think too much about it. Dave took the lead, slowly walking with her into the hall. The place was beautifully decorated with flowers, and the chairs on which the guests were sitting were divided into two rows, one on each side. Ashley started walking down the aisle with a clenched jaw as the music played in the background. "Here comes the bride" was being played, thinking of all the nasty things she would do to Noah after the marriage. "How did you get an influential woman like her to marry you?" The priest a