MasukNYPD PRECINCT — FRONT DESK — AFTERNOONAlejandro stood at the front desk of the police station, his face pale and frantic. His expensive suit was wrinkled. His hair was disheveled. He hadn't slept in twenty-four hours.Leo had been missing for almost a full day. Alejandro had searched everywhere. He had called everyone. He had even contacted the police.But there was no sign of his son anywhere."Please," Alejandro begged the officer at the desk. "You have to find him. He's only eight years old. He's been gone for hours."The officer nodded, his expression sympathetic. "We're doing everything we can, Mr. Favino. We've put out an Amber Alert. We're checking all the security cameras in the area. We'll find him."Alejandro's hands were shaking. "I can't lose him. I can't."Just then, his phone buzzed. He looked at the screen and saw Ariana's name.His heart skipped a beat. He answered immediately."Ariana? Do you know where Leo is? Have you seen him?"Ariana's voice was cold and sharp.
ARIANA APARTMENT ~ NEW YORK CITY Leo shrugged, a small smile appearing on his face. "I had to get away. Gabriella was so mad. She screamed so loud. It was so funny."Ariana laughed again, pulling him into another hug. "Oh, I wish I could have seen her face. She probably looked like a fish out of water."Leo giggled, but his giggles quickly turned back to tears. "Aunt Ariana, I don't want to go to that school. I want my mother. I want to see Mama."Ariana's expression softened. She cupped his face in her hands and looked into his eyes. "Listen to me, Leo. You are not going to that school. You are staying right here with me. I'm going to take care of you until your mother gets out of prison. Do you understand?"Leo's eyes lit up with hope. "Really? I can stay with you?"Ariana nodded firmly. "Really. I'm not letting anyone send you away. You're family, Leo. And family sticks together."She stood up and took his hand. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned up. You look like you've been throu
WENTWORTH CORRECTIONAL CENTER – VISITATION ROOM – 2:00 PMThe visitation room was cold and gray. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. A thick glass window separated visitors from inmates. Phones hung on both sides for conversations.Sophia sat on the inmate side of the glass. Her face was bruised. Her hand was bandaged. Her jumpsuit was wrinkled and dirty. She looked nothing like the glamorous socialite she used to be.She had been summoned for a visit. She didn't know who was coming. She didn't care.Then the door opened.Damien walked in.He wore an expensive suit. His hair was perfectly styled. His shoes were polished. He looked like a man who had just stepped out of a boardroom.Sophia's heart stopped. Then it filled with rage.Damien sat down on the visitor side of the glass. He picked up the phone. His face was cold and unreadable.Sophia picked up her phone slowly. Her hand was shaking."Damien," she said. Her voice was flat."Sophia," he replied. His voice was equally cold.T
FAVINO PENTHOUSE ~ NEW YORK CITY Leo quickly ran behind a large potted plant and crouched down.He didn’t dare breathe.Alejandro lowered the newspaper and looked around the room.“Gabriella?” he called. “Where’s Leo?”Gabriella answered from the bedroom without a second thought.“He’s still in the bathroom,” she said. “He’s taking a shower.”Alejandro nodded. “All right.”He lifted the newspaper again and continued reading.Leo let out a silent sigh of relief. “That was close,” he whispered.He waited a few more seconds to make sure his father wasn’t watching.Then he quietly crept across the living room, placing each foot down as carefully as he could.When he reached the front door, he slowly wrapped his fingers around the handle.“Please don’t make a sound,” he prayed.He gently turned it. Click.The lock released abd Leo froze. Alejandro didn’t react.A smile spread across Leo’s face. He slowly opened the door just wide enough to squeeze through.Then he stepped into the hallway
DANIEL BLACKWOOD PENTHOUSE ~ NEW YORK CITY That your body never stopped belonging to me. That this little phone call is just you being pissed you couldn’t walk away clean.”He glanced at the phone still pressed to her ear.“Go on. Keep talking. I’ll wait right here. I want to hear how you explain the marks I left on your neck and the way your jeans are still half down.”Ariana’s face went tight. She turned her shoulder away from him, still holding the phone to her ear, but her voice came out sharper than she meant it to.“Shut up, Daniel.”She gave the address and hung up. She looked down at Daniel, who was still writhing on the floor."Enjoy your arrest, Daniel. I hope the other inmates treat you the way you treated me."Ariana walked down the hallway, her heart pounding, her hands shaking. Aiden was crying now, startled by all the shouting."Shh, shh, it's okay, baby," she whispered, bouncing him gently. "Mama's here. Mama's got you."She reached the elevator and pressed the but
ALEJANDRO'S PENTHOUSE — LEO'S BEDROOM — MORNINGThe morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting soft golden light across Leo's bedroom. The eight-year-old boy was still half-asleep, his face buried in his pillow, dreaming of his mother. In his dream, she was smiling at him, her hand reaching out to touch his face.Then his bedroom door burst open.Leo sat up with a jolt, rubbing his eyes. His heart was pounding as he saw his father standing in the doorway with Gabriella right behind him. Alejandro's face was stern and cold, like a judge about to deliver a sentence. Gabriella was smiling like she had just won the lottery.Leo's stomach dropped. He knew something bad was coming. He had seen that look on his father's face before—the look that said he was about to make a decision that would change everything."Leo," Alejandro said, his voice flat and businesslike. "I need to talk to you. It's important. Get up and sit properly."Leo slowly swung his legs off the bed and sat up
DANIEL’S PENTHOUSE – MORNINGDaniel paced the living room, holding a half-filled glass of Martell. His voice was sharp, bitter.“Lucas, do you know what that woman did? That so-called mother of my kids?”Lucas looked up from the couch, raising an eyebrow. “You mean Katherina your baby mama? What ha
Alexander swallowed hard, trying to hold his ground. “This isn’t fair—”Vivian’s eyes glistened as she stepped closer, her voice low and shaky but filled with desire.“Fair?” she whispered. “I’ve been patient, Alex. I’ve stayed quiet while you buried yourself in guilt over her. It’s been three day
MANHATTAN FAMILY COURT ~The courtroom was quiet, except for the soft hum of the air conditioner.Katherina sat at the long wooden table, her hands trembling as she stared at the papers in front of her. Jessica sat beside her, pretending to dab her tears with a tissue. Across the room, little Mira
New York Penitentiary Prison~The heavy metal door slammed behind Amelia as the guard pushed her inside. Her orange jumpsuit was wrinkled, her wrists red and sore from the handcuffs. She looked around the office and froze.Alejandro Favino sat calmly across from Warden Hayes, wearing a sleek black







