Tyler"Where's Jessica?"Mom asked the moment I walked into the house with our lunch."She's at mine I dropped her off after picking up our lunch, she said I should be with you until Larry got here and said to bring lunch.""I'm not hungry,""That's what she said to, that's why she sent me here to make sure you eat your lunch."Mom smiled at me and sit on the dining chair while I plated our lunch and she was telling me that dad was resting in their room, still woozy from the painkiller."Jessica, she's nice, so it's official? You're her boyfriend now?"I stopped and looked at her then nodded plastering a big grin on my face."Yeah, I'm lucky that she would have me as hers.""Right, so...I talked to that nurse Maggie back in the hospital, the one who was with that handsome doctor," she expl

TylerWe just got back from having dinner with my parents, where I was also checking up on dad knowing that mom might push him over the edge with the constant care while he's still being in an arm cast.There was a look in her eyes right after Jessica had a conversation with mom, she seemed uncomfortable because of it. But instead of talking to me about it, she told me that she's tired when we arrived at my place.I decided to let her go knowing that I need to talk to Larry. There were several miscalls from him, and usually, he texted if it's really urgent, so I gave him a call back while putting Jess's issue on the back of my mind."... her client, Brodie MacMillan, he's adamant that he wanted their account to be handled by Jessica instead of me, us. I know you told me that you don't like Brodie, so I did a background check, and turns out he was best buddies with her dead fucked up brothe

TylerIt was Sunday, and I was getting agitated already, we haven't had a clue on who was responsible for the placement of the photos. The CCTV was conveniently unavailable in that part of the area. There was no way of knowing who actually put the envelope there."So, has Bruce reported anything? any leads?" Larry was coming over to my place, he would visit and chill on some random Sunday afternoon for a lazy time. But since Jessica, it's been a while since he'd come over to my place.He took the beer from my hand and sits his ass on the sofa, Jess was having her afternoon nap, while I have just finished a meeting with our security head Bruce Steward."Bruce said that it's most likely a woman's doing. It looked personal. He had cleared Brodie and some of her employees that she had to fire when the company had money issues. Even Elsie was cleared, now he's going on for another route, lookin

Tyler"Bruce, maybe your sources are wrong, you should double-check. There's no way...""Tyler, with all due respect, I've gone over this footage a dozen times already, and if we calculate the timing and the possibilities it all makes sense.""Don't you think it isn't too far-fetched? I thought she was abused, and now you're saying she loves him and wanted revenge?""She was his longest assistant before everything else happened and she was under the assumption that he was practicing BDSM stuff with her. She was covering the tracks really well, and if my guy didn't find out that she was a patient at a psychiatric hospital when she was still in high school, we wouldn't dig deeper.""But she said Troy had another assistant that she was hired by her?""Kayleigh lied, or in this case, she was telling her version of the truth. She has a case of DID, Dissociative

TylerI let Dale and Bruce deal with Kayleigh. She was alive, crazy, but alive. Unfortunately. I would lock her up for good myself if I could, but I know Jessica would feel guilty when she found out the real reason why Kayleigh did it.It was a sickness, a deranged twisted sickness.Going through her phone, I called her doctor friend Rebecca while Jessica was still staring at the blank TV screen sitting on the sofa with a blanket draped over her body."Hello, Rebecca? this is Tyler's Jessica's boyfriend...yeah, we need you here right now, bring your doctor kit. I'll explain everything later...no, just superficial wounds. I know she doesn't like going to the hospital...and I might need your opinion should she have other bruises...good, thank you. I'll text you my address."The kettle was boiling and I was back to my simple task of making her some tea. I decided to