The piercing sound of the gunshot startled Zahn who had started falling asleep on her chair. It even woke Joe up. Realizing that Hunter and the hostage were missing, Joe pulled out his gun, rushing out of the office.“Where's Hunter?”“Last I checked, he took the girl out to go pee in the bushes.”“Shit.” Joe cussed as Zahn pulled out her gun. They both then scurried outside.Fast forward to two nights later...After a couple of deep breaths, Rob Holland knocked and then opened his bedroom door. How ironic, for someone who had been married for 25 years. But after Elizabeth had caught her with Julia two days ago, she had chased him out of their bedroom when he tried to hop in that night. Since then, he had been sleeping in his office. There were other rooms in the mansion where he could have slept comfortably and not missed his own bed but he felt that it was only right for him to sleep on a mattress on his office floor. That way it would mean something to his wife, that he was sorry f

His laugh faded into an egotistic smile. And then it disappeared completely as his eyes moved from her flustered face to her provocative lips. In a way, he felt challenged. He knew very well that he could make her take away everything that she had just told him. He sat forward in his chair and drew out his hand. Of cause she recoiled, but the look in his gray eyes talked to her. This wasn't an act of violence, she could relax. So she allowed it. His hand placement on her neck was like a spell cast. Her brain was telling her to react but the only thing her body sensed was how good it felt under his hand. Her body could only grasp the sentiments his touch sent throughout her whole body.Her eyes were speaking to him too, and it was telling him that she was curious for more.He leaned in and kissed her sensually, as if she belonged to him. Before Rebecca knew it, she had been charmed: she was kissing him back with burning passion. And when she did realize what he had lured her into, she

“I want to have a sit down.” Hunter said.Hector King looked a bit worried and doubtful, almost as if he would refuse. “About what now?”Hunter could match the change in Hector's attitude towards him over the phone to what he saw now.“I think Angelo needs to go.” Hunter went on.“Angelo?” King's skepticism was very clear now.“Yes. Angelo.”“Angelo as in capo, Angelo? The captain of loan sharks?” King responded in disbelieve.“Yes. Him.” Hunter could see that King wasn't on par with his suggestion.“The guy doesn't obey me. He is arrogant and disrespects me in front of his men and my people.” Hunter explained. “How do I lead with that?”Hector King looked thoughtful. He then leaned forward and placed his forearms on his desk, his hands cupping his whiskey glass.“Well, I think you've just been overdoing it a little.” King said bluntly.Hunter frowned. “What do you mean?”“You put his little soldier on top of the man, it doesn't work like that.“And you don't want the men to smoke in t

If this situation was as messed up as it seemed, then Hunter knew that not phoning King was the best thing he could do.It still didn't make any sense for King to murder the father and then take in the son. You'd have to be a real psychopath to do that.But Hunter believed in King. He had raised him as his own, never ever treated him like an outsider. For the rest of the day Hunter tried blocking out those thoughts. He tried to go about his day as he would if it was any other normal day. But if it wasn't George Walker and his theory he was thinking about, it was Rebecca Holland. Wondering how Angelo and Nathan were treating her. Did they buy her any food this morning?He pulled out his phone and went on UberEats. He came across some waffle restaurant on the app and checked their menu.Rebecca really enjoyed those waffles the other day, he thought. Maybe he should order her some, with an orange juice. He did just that. As he was waiting for the delivery, he took a shower and dressed u

“We're not savages,“ Hector King was saying. Hunter and Marco Bianchi were seated facing Hector King at his grand desk. “This is not the wild, where a mother eats her young right after giving birth to it. We're civilized people, Hunter.“ He continued. Hunter frowned at the example King layed out. He wasn't the smartest in the room but he knew somewhere deep inside that no matter how wild the wild was, there was definitely no animal that ate it's own child. “It isn't even your second month as underboss and you want to kill another of your members? “When I appointed you, I had no idea you were this...“ Hunter waited. “Perhaps Hunter should give us his reasons for wanting Angelo gone so bad.“ Marco Bianchi decided to take over. “We already know his reasons.“ King answered. “He wants respect.“ Hunter felt worthless hearing how King said it: like wanting respect should have been the last thing on Hunter's list of wants. It was clear that all this was a nuisance to King even though