LOGINROSELINE'S POV"Florian, you can't go," I said immediately, standing up quickly, panic gripping my chest. "This is clearly a trap.""She's right," Gabriel said, stepping closer. "Whoever's behind this wants you alone, no protection, no backup. That's exactly how they'll get to you.""I don't have a choice," Florian said, his voice tight with desperation. "They have Marcus. If I don't go, they'll kill him.""And if you do go, they might kill you both," I argued, my hands trembling as fear moved through my body. "Florian, please, think about this. We need a plan, not just walking blindly into whatever they've set up."He ran his hands through his hair, clearly torn between the urgency to save his uncle and the reality of the danger waiting for him. "What am I supposed to do then? Just sit here while they hurt him?""We call the police, quietly, without alerting whoever's watching," Gabriel said. "We figure out exactly where this location is first, gather information before rushing in
FLORIAN'S POVThe scream still echoed in my ears as I burst back into the room, Gabriel right behind me.The bed was empty. The place where Marcus was laying down was empty, the bed sheet rumpled like it had been scattered with force."Marcus!" I shouted, spinning around, my eyes scanning every corner of the small room, but he was nowhere to be found. The monitors beside the bed had been knocked over, wires ripped loose, the chair near the window overturned just like before."Let me check heck the bathroom," Gabriel said quickly, already moving toward it himself."It's empty," he said a second later, stepping back out, his face tight with worry."Marcus!" I called again, running out into the hallway, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. A few nurses looked up, startled by the commotion"Sir, is everything okay?" one of them asked, hurrying toward us."My uncle, Marcus, he was just in this room," I said urgently. "He's missing. We heard him scream a few minutes ago and now he's gone.
FLORIAN'S POV"Your father is a twin," he said.I paused at the spot, my body not responding immediately, my head still spinning at the information Marcus just revealed.Gabriel nodded for him to go on.He continued. "Your grandfather, my father, had fortunes. He owned mansions and houses around the world. He left it all for his children. So me and my brother had a fortune, but he left the greater part for your father, and an island he owned, he left it all for your father because he was older and obviously my father loved him more. His twin brother refused to accept that. He said our father's will was wrong. After our father died, the will was hidden from us, so we had to search for it and find it."Marcus paused for a while to catch his breath."His twin became his rival and enemy. They fought for years until it started becoming really intense. He is responsible for the death of your parents. My brother killed his twin.""Wait," I said, my mind struggling to keep up. "You're saying
FLORIAN'S POV"My stepfather's business partner?" I asked him."Yeah, back then there was this man who was his business partner. They still work together, I think, but not exactly as business partners anymore," Fredrik said, choosing his words carefully."What's his name?" I asked."Alistair Grimes," he said. "He handled a lot of your stepfather's financial dealings back then, investments, mergers, that sort of thing. If anyone would know about disputes involving your family's fortune, it would be him.""Do you know where I can find him?" I pressed."He runs a private investment firm downtown now," Fredrik said. "Should be easy enough to find if you look him up.""Thank you," I said, standing up quickly, my mind already racing ahead to how soon I could get there. I really needed to find out who exactly was this man threatening my family."Florian," Fredrik said, stopping me before I could leave. "Be careful. If Alistair really is connected to all of this, he's not someone to take ligh
FLORIAN'S POVI played the call recording for the umpteenth time, listening to the voice, deep and husky. It was the person that called me a few days ago, telling me he didn't like that I was looking for answers.I'd already sent it to a friend who worked in investigating and reviewing encrypted files, including audio files, hoping they could clean it up very well enough to identify something useful or find out who was the voice in the recording, but the results hadn't come back yet. In the meantime, I couldn't sit around waiting for it. Not when Roseline's safety was now clearly at risk too.Fredrik Lance. That was the name Leo had given me, the young man in the photograph who'd once been close to my parents' restaurant, the same person Marcus had pointed his picture at the hospital. If anyone could shed light on who might be behind all of this, it had to be him.I finally tracked down his workplace, a small maintenance office attached to the hospital where Marcus had been staying. I
FLORIAN'S POVThe doctor handed the last file to Gabriel."Thank you, Sir," he said to the doctor, who was a blonde middle-aged man that, from the look of things, took his job seriously.I was finally getting discharged after staying three days in the hospital. I wanted to leave the previous day, but the doctor insisted they needed to run some more tests on me first. I think he did that because Gabriel insisted I stayed for proper tests and check-up."Everything looks good," the doctor said, glancing over the results one more time. "Your heart rate, blood pressure, all of it has stabilized. I still recommend you see a therapist for the panic attacks, though. What you experienced wasn't just a one-time thing, and it might happen again if the underlying trauma isn't properly addressed.""I'll consider it," I said, though I wasn't entirely sure I would follow through.Talking about my parents' death to a stranger felt like the last thing I wanted to do right now, not with everything else







