Alle Kapitel von STYGIAN : Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 68

“You shouldn’t have overreacted,” Paulo said the moment Raine ran after Lewis. Derek let out a dry laugh as he leaned on the edge of his desk. “Overreacted?” “You just did,” Paulo said carefully, not to raise the tension more than it had been. Derek turned slowly toward Paulo with a deeper frown. “You heard everything he said.”“I did.”“And you still think I overreacted?”Paulo shrugged lightly. “I think both of you are acting stubborn.”Derek scoffed and walked toward the liquor cabinet.“That boy acts childish all the time.”Now, it was Paulo's turn to lean against the desk.“He’s not used to this life,” he said.Derek poured himself a drink.“And whose fault is that?”“Yours,” Paulo answered immediately.Derek paused midway before slowly turning toward him again.Paulo looked completely serious.“You started this.”“How exactly did I start this?” Derek asked, narrowing his eyes.Paulo looked genuinely offended by the question.“You provoked his girlfriend.”Derek took a sip fr

Lewis had no one to call. He had nowhere to go.He regretted saying he had a couple of normal people willing to help him if he asked. Because he clearly didn't have anyone to help him at that moment. His life had been simple. Like really simple before Derek came in to make it colorful with violence. He went to work regularly, he came back to his apartment when he was done at work. His mother and sister visited when it was important but he never visited them due to personal reasons. He had Barbie at some point in his life and he thought he was settled in life. But now that his apartment was gone, Barbie was gone, his mother's house was unsuitable for visiting, he was left with one option and that was his work place. He didn't even know he would end up there when he told Raine. He just said it and just like a prophecy, he eventually ended up there. Lewis arrived at work exhausted. He was emotionally drained as his brain replayed the argument with Derek over and over again like an

As each day passed, the paramedic station had become a place of unexpected dramas. Not dramas like that of Barbie and Lewis, or Derek and Lewis. These were medical related dramas. Emergency and chaos kind of drama. It had been three days since Lewis left Derek's house and those three days were occupied with nonstop work. One moment, Lewis was sitting at the back of the ambulance with Annie, lazily discussing whether cold pizza counted as breakfast. The next moment, calls erupted with overlapping voices about a gas leak at a daycare center two streets away.Now the station looked like a battlefield. Children cried from every direction. Some coughed violently.Others clung to terrified teachers while paramedics rushed back and forth with oxygen masks, stretchers, and medical kits.The scent of gas filled the air around the victims, but was faintly mixed with antiseptic, medicines and panic.Lewis moved quickly through the crowd despite the exhaustion weighing on him from his sleepless

The seaport smelled like salt, diesel, and dangerous money.Massive shipping containers towered across the dockyard like metal buildings while cranes moved slowly overhead. Workers shouted instructions over the noise of engines and machinery while officers inspected paperwork with practiced boredom.Derek walked through the controlled chaos like he owned the entire coastline.Black shirt. Black coat. Black gloves folded neatly in one hand.Everything about him carried the same cold precision that made people move aside instinctively whenever he appeared.Paulo followed closely behind him, scanning the environment carefully while two more men trailed at a distance.“Container seven already cleared,” Paulo informed quietly while walking beside him. “But customs delayed the leather shipment again.”Derek’s jaw tightened faintly.“Reason?”“Random inspection.”Derek scoffed softly. “There’s nothing random about inspections anymore.”Paulo agreed Ever since Alonso started making strategic