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Ghosts of the Living

作者: Allison zee
last update publish date: 2025-10-14 19:23:54

The Wesley estate sat at the edge of the city like a monument to wealth and denial three floors of glass and silence, sprawling gardens, and gates tall enough to keep the world out.

Rowan’s car slowed as the iron gates swung open, creaking like something ancient that didn’t want to move. The headlights cut across the rain-slick driveway, glinting off marble statues and manicured hedges trimmed into impossible perfection. The place looked more like a museum than a home a monument to appearances,
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  • The Bodyguards boy    Farewell

    The funeral was small, deliberately so Sloane's decision, made in the quiet days after the airfield, when the idea of turning Elias's death into another public spectacle had felt like the one indignity she refused to let happen to him."He spent his whole life staying out of the spotlight everyone else in my world seemed to crave," she'd told Cassian, the night before. "I'm not going to let his funeral be the first time he's forced into it."It hadn't stayed entirely private. Word of Elias Cole's death had already circulated by the time they arrived not the full truth yet, just enough of a name and a headline to draw a small cluster of reporters to the edge of the chapel's gravel drive, cameras angled and waiting the moment the first car pulled in."Mr. Wesley can you confirm reports that the man who died at the airfield was more than a bystander?""Is it true Elias Cole worked for Preston Wesley's company decades ago?""Sources are say

  • The Bodyguards boy    Undone

    Sloane was still at the kitchen table when her phone rang, the same table she'd sat at for what felt like every difficult call this past week Cassian's video, the decision to finally see him, all of it funneling through this one small, worn piece of furniture like it had become the center of her entire unraveling life.She saw Rowan's name and answered immediately, some old instinct already bracing for bad news before she'd even said hello."Rowan."There was a pause on the other end too long, too careful, the particular silence of someone gathering courage for words he didn't want to say."Sloane." His voice was rough, thick with something she recognized instantly, having heard variations of it in her own throat too many times this past year. "I need you to sit down, if you're not already."Her stomach dropped. "I'm sitting.""It's Elias." Another pause, agonizing in its length. "Preston tried to run tonight. We caught up to him at a

  • The Bodyguards boy    Tarmac

    Lennox found the flight plan at just past four in the morning."Private charter, filed under a shell company I almost missed," he said, voice sharp with adrenaline despite the hour. "Departure window opens in forty minutes. Regional airfield, thirty miles out.""That's him," Rowan said, already reaching for his jacket. "Running now that the recording's out."Elias, who'd stayed at the apartment since the meeting at the house, stood as well, something quiet and resolute settling over his face. "I know that airfield. I know the pilots Preston's used for private charters for years men who won't ask questions if the money's right. If you're moving on this, I can help you identify exactly which hangar, which plane, faster than any database will.""You don't have to come," Sloane said, her hand finding his arm."I want to," Elias said gently. "I spent twenty-six years watching him from a distance, unable to do anything that mattered. I'm not stayin

  • The Bodyguards boy    Confession

    Adrian's contact found Preston's location within the hour not fled yet, just delayed, still moving through the mansion gathering whatever remained of a life he was about to abandon."He's still there," Adrian said, ending the call. "Which means we have a window. A small one.""To do what," Rowan asked, already reading something in Adrian's expression he didn't like."To get him on record," Adrian said. "Not a shredded file, not a frozen account. His own voice, admitting what he did, while he still believes there's a version of tonight where talking costs him nothing because he's already planning to be gone before anyone can use it against him.""That's dangerous," Taryn said flatly. "Walking into a cornered man's house while he's actively trying to disappear.""It's the last chance we get," Adrian said. "Once he's gone, he's gone. Money like his doesn't disappear cleanly, but it disappears well enough to make a trial difficult, drawn out, bre

  • The Bodyguards boy    Erase

    Preston watched the broadcast alone.He'd sent Marion home hours ago, some last, stubborn instinct insisting he needed to face whatever came next without an audience for it as if privacy could still protect him from anything, at this point, the way it used to.BREAKING: Federal Agents Raid Prison Communications Following New Evidence in Wesley Case Julian Ward Charged with Additional Counts Including Conspiracy to Commit Murder.He watched Julian's photo fill the screen, watched the anchor recite details with the same practiced, breathless urgency they'd used on him days earlier, and felt something in his chest curdle into a feeling he didn't have a comfortable name for.Not relief. He'd expected relief, if this day ever came some petty, ugly satisfaction at watching his rival finally fall completely. He'd spent decades imagining exactly this outcome, rehearsing it in idle moments the way other men rehearsed vacations they intended to

  • The Bodyguards boy    Checkmate

    Lennox hadn't left his laptop in six hours.By the time the compiled file was ready, the apartment had settled into the particular tense quiet of people who'd run out of things to say and were simply waiting for the next piece to move."It's done," Lennox said finally, turning the screen so Rowan could see it. "Every account, every contact, every thread we've pulled on Julian over the past year, cross-referenced against Elias and Sloane's records. Timestamped, sourced, airtight. This isn't circumstantial anymore. This is a case.""Send it," Rowan said.Lennox's fingers moved fast, routing the file through a channel that would land it directly in front of the federal task force already reviewing the video's evidence — no leaks, no delays, no way for anyone with the right connections to quietly make it disappear before it reached the people who mattered."It's out," Lennox said, exhaling like he'd been holding his breath through the entire tran

  • The Bodyguards boy    HOLLOW GRAVE

    The rain hadn’t stopped since dawn.It came down in soft sheets that blurred the skyline and soaked through umbrellas, turning the city into a gray watercolor. The cemetery sat on a low hill, flanked by stone angels darkened by weather and time. Every inch of ground shimmered with rainwater puddles

  • The Bodyguards boy    Stop Digging

    The night pressed in around Rowan like a weight. He had been moving through it for hours, the city’s lights slipping past the windshield of his car, unregistered, meaningless. He wasn’t heading anywhere specific, not yet, but if he stayed still, if he sat long enough in the penthouse where Cassian’

  • The Bodyguards boy    The fixer

    Rowan Maddox didn’t like babysitting billionaires’ sons.He liked control. Schedules. Predictability. People who followed orders and didn’t come with PR teams, club scandals, or designer addictions.So when his phone rang that morning private number, clipped voice on the line, offer too large to be

  • The Bodyguards boy    Public property

    “Your son is trending. Again.”Taryn Hollis didn’t flinch as she spoke. She’d worked for Preston Wexley long enough to know that flinching only made things worse.She placed the tablet on his glass desk with two fingers, like she was dropping a bomb. And in many ways, she was.Preston looked up fro

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