Ghosted Jm Darhower Novels & Stories

A short, bitter sound. “I spent twenty years chasing the wrong man.” Elias Mercer nodded quietly. “So did most of us.” ⸻ Amelia turned several more pages. The handwriting became rushed. Uneven. As if Daniel had been running out of time. One final paragraph had been underlined twice. The Ghost’s real name is Samuel Reid. He was once the finest investigator I ever worked with. When the Founders murdered his wife and daughter, he disappeared. The world believed he became a killer. In truth, he became my shield.

“So whoever you’ve been mentally convicting, it’s not me.” “How did you know about this?” I asked. “I heard you in the kitchen telling my father about the D message,” he said. “So I'm here to clear the air.” “Fuck” I cursed. “Did you hear anything else?” I asked. “Just that part,” he said. “Then I rushed off.” I quietly made a sign of relief, before asking again. “Then who is this D person?” He was quiet for a second. “There’s someone my father cut out of a deal two years ago. Silent partner, tech background, enough access to ghost a login and enough grievance to want leverage.” He paused. “His first name starts with D.”

I straightened my jacket and walked out without another word, my face burning with humiliation. ~~~ (Aaron's POV) My assistant knocked on the door of my private office on the top floor. “Sir, Donald Hawthorne is in the lobby again. He’s claiming a personal relationship with the chairman.” I didn’t even look up from the report on my desk. “Tell him the chairman is unavailable. Indefinitely.” She nodded and left. I leaned back in my chair.

Dawson groaned stopping his mum who was about going with the girls, she smiled and walked off, Dawson took my hands about to walk off but crowd already rushed us. Jezz! I hate crowd to the call! Dawson tried sneaking through them but they were bent on getting answers to the questions they keep throwing at us. At some point I became nervous! Dawson's OV! I know this was all mum's plan, that woman is such a drama queen! It's my first time of going public places after Kim's passing! mr KIMS what do you have to say about the news going on about you being a gay? it was said that you keep rejecting spouses from lady Krystal paving way for you to continue your life as a gay how true is that?

Miller said, his voice flat and hard. “So was a man named Steven Andrew. Known in our files as ‘The Ghost’ and now, he’s vanished. You expect me to believe that’s just a happy little coincidence?” Zhedya didn’t even glance at the photos. A faint, almost bored smile touched his lips. He looked like a king tolerating a jester. “Agent Miller,” he sighed, as if explaining something to a child. “Your job is to connect dots. Not to draw imaginary lines between them. My lover and I took a private trip.”

So until I could prepare myself for that, I decided to go through the emotional bonding first. By this time, I didn't hear anything about Windsor. Whenever I asked Mom or anyone else, they had no response to it. As if the entire world had decided to keep me blind about Justin and his family. But I had too little time to think about it. Doing a long distance relationship with Jasper and handling the company had been more than enough to keep my mind occupied. "Boss. Did you cancel the last meeting with Mr Bay?" Mr Darren walked into the office room, looking slightly confused and concerned.

“This bastard has been gone for three years, comes back with god-level skills, and just drops this impossible challenge like it’s nothing.” “Maybe he spent those three years leveling up,” Adam suggests lazily. “Or maybe he’s just a grizzled, middle-aged man living in his mother’s basement with nothing better to do than torture other hackers,” James mutters bitterly. I laugh. “You sound jealous.” “I’m not jealous. I’m pissed off. Whoever this GhostRay is, they’re playing games and I hate losing.” “Well, keep losing quietly,” I tell him, turning back to the screen. “Some of us are trying to watch Daisy Caldwell win first place.”

Of course, Adira did not forget to apologize to everyone, as well as the unconscious staff she punched. “The journalist said that she won’t put this incident into the article,” Chadwick said. “I hope so. It will be troublesome to go to work if the news spread; that I, the CEO of Crimson Meadow, punched a ghost inside the horror house,” Adira replied. “Seriously, why did you do that?” With crossed arms, Adira stared at Chadwick. “It is something I cannot control. Just like when you screamed loudly back there.” Chadwick zipped his mouth closed and leaned on the wall. He’s so embarrassed for screaming like that in front of his wife.

Jeremiah said and laughed slightly. "You're about to lose your job and you're still in the mood to laugh. If someone sees you right now, they'll think you're out of your mind." "You said you'll handle and since you're Andrea Accardo, I believe you." Jeremiah smiled. "Don't flatter yourself. I'm only doing this because I feel guilty." She stated, moving her chair backward. "What's the name of the chairman?" "Reid Dahmer." "Reid Dahmer? Sounds so cliché. Can't believe it belongs to a jerk like him." Andrea mumbled underneath her breath, but Jeremiah clearly heard her.

Even I didn’t understand. I went to take a cold shower, forcing myself to believe everything would be fine. Kaya wouldn’t call off the wedding. She’d still fall for me, be my wife. I wasn’t even thinking about my reputation or business—just Kaya. I was fucked up. When I got out of the shower, I wore a black T-shirt and shorts, then scrolled through social media. I was surprised to see the latest news: “Popular Businessman Damon Moretti Loses His Voice Forever.”