Andrew’s Point of ViewAndrew was busy in his office chatting with Anthony when his phone buzzed with a message. Curious, he picked it up and saw it was a text from Kathrine. A small smile spread across his face. The message read;‘Hey, I was wondering if you and Anthony would like to join us in a night out?’Andrew quickly typed out a reply;‘Hey, beautiful. We would love to join you two. We will pick you, ladies, up at seven. And I hope you had enough time to think about my proposition.’As he hit sent Andrew couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. Anthony looked at him with curiosity. “What are you smiling about?” Anthony asked leaning back in his chair with a smile.“The ladies just asked us if we would like to join them tonight.” Andrew said as he stared blindly at the table.“Sounds like fun. Hope you told them yes?” Anthony asked with one eyebrow raised.“Of course. But tonight, things are going my way.” Andrew said leaning back in his chair with his hand on his chin.***

Andrew’s Point of ViewAndrew had been on the edge since his car had been blown up a few days ago. The incident had left him furious. He was determined to find the person responsible. His mind kept circling back to one person – John’s son Chris.The way Chris reacted when Andrew had rejected his father’s proposal, Andrew didn’t think who else would want him dead. Andrew had seen the hate in Chris’s eyes when their meeting didn’t go as planned. So, Andrew didn’t waste any more time.As soon as Andrew arrived home, he dashed straight to his bedroom. Removing his clothes as he entered his room. He rushed to the bathroom and started to shower, scrubbing vigorously, as he tried to clear his thoughts. He knew if he wasn’t calm, he might kill one of them.Once he felt refreshed, Andrew quickly got dressed and made his way to his car. Anthony was already waiting for him.“Let’s go hurt some motherfuckers.” Anthony said with a smile.Andrew smiled at Anthony, “Let’s.” He said and climbed into

Kathrine’s Point of ViewKathrine arrived at Andrew's house, her eyes still wide as she took in the sight of the magnificent mansion before her. The beauty of the architecture and the looked-after gardens left her mesmerized, unable to tear her gaze away. It was a place straight out of a fairytale, and she couldn't believe she was about to step in once again. Her heart was beating out of her chest.Climbing out of the car, Kathrine took a moment to straighten her dress before making her way towards the front door. As she stepped closer, she was greeted by a tall, stern-looking man standing guard. His presence added an air of mystery and intrigue to the already enchanting atmosphere surrounding the house. Kathrine still wondered why someone had to stand guard in front of someone’s house. Shaking the thought she greeted the man with a smile, “Hi. Andrew is expecting me.” She said hesitantly.The man nodded at Kathrine without making eye contact, acknowledging her presence, but said noth

Kathrine’s Point of ViewKathrine entered her apartment, her heart pounding in her chest. Her mind racing with thoughts about what had happened at Andrew’s house. The sound of gunshots still echoed in her ears, and the fear gripped tight, and didn’t want to let go. She needed someone with her, to help her make sense of what had happened. Andrew didn’t give her much information, just that he would explain. Kathrine needed to know and to know what she had gotten herself into.Without hesitation, Kathrine took out her phone from her pocket and dialed Dylan’s number. Dylan was the only person she could confide in. Help her understand what was going on. As the phone rang, her fingers trembled. The trauma she had experienced had started to consume her.“Hey, Kathrine. What’s up?” Dylan's voice came through the other end, filled with warmth.“Sweetie, I need you to come over.” Kathrine blurted out, her voice shaky. “Something terrible happened at Andrew’s house and I need someone to help me

Kathrine’s Point of ViewKathrine’s heart pounded heavily in her chest as she watched as Andrew left her apartment in a rush, his footsteps echoed as he made his way down the stairs. As Kathrine watched Andrew rush down the stairs it left her stunned. Her mind rushing with thoughts. Standing frozen in the doorway, her eyes fixated on the empty space that he had occupied only moments ago.As the initial shock began to subside, Kathrine’s gaze shifted to the photograph of Thomas that sat on the TV stand. The picture had captured his vibrant smile and happy personality. It had been taken during happier times.A wave of questions flooded Kathrine’s mind. Now Kathrine had even more questions, including the one that she had yet to ask. Did he know Thomas? And if so, how did he know him? The thought of a connection between these two men was overwhelming. Could Andrew not be aware of Thomas’s passing? Did he have something to do with his death?All these questions, but yet no answers.With tr