Stolen Focus Audiobook Novels & Stories

Right after that, James's phone suddenly started ringing like crazy. His hands shook as he answered. A frantic voice came through. "Mr. Scott! This is bad! Our last warehouse is on fire! All the equipment and documents… Everything is gone!" James's eyes went completely red. That warehouse had been his last asset. His only chance to start over. Then, it was gone, too. "It's you! You jinx!" His voice cracked as he charged forward again like a mad beast.

Names that meant nothing, addresses in places no one in the family had ever set foot in. Ross frowned, flipping faster. Cassie had pulled long before anyone else noticed. The deeper he went, the colder it got in his gut. This wasn’t Cassie’s mistake. This wasn’t her overreach. This was theft. A massive theft hidden in plain sight. And he was too blind and way too distracted to see it. He leaned back in his chair with the report hanging from his hand. Ross let out a low, humorless laugh. “Someone’s fucking with me,” he muttered.

I became more confused and no matter how much he said I was my own hindrance to leaving this place, I didn't know how. “Now, August!” “Focus August, just focus.” I muttered to myself as I closed my eyes, focusing on the fact that I wanted to leave this place. I blocked out the noises in the background, trying to focus my mind. My wolf screamed at me frantically, and the more he spoke the more my focus disrupted. The tremble became worse, pebbles and rocks of different sizes falling into the deep hole. I held on tight, barely hanging on to the rock.

"I don't care if you have to crawl to do it." "Alpha," another guard said. "They went westward." "So?" I released him with a shove; he shifted into his wolf form and started running after my own Goddess-damned car stolen by Baron's whelps. That was concerning in more ways than one. "Cargan is a couple of miles in that direction, Alpha." "I don't know what that is." I started pulling out shards of glass from my flesh and stormed around the corner where the Liviana came running around. He was being chased by those incompetent Sun, who were now flattened like roadkill.

Olivia says with a high-pitched voice. "I'm nervous and I'm just doing this for the money and not because I love to be here," Rita roared into her friend's ear. The noise is making it difficult for them to hear each other. "I understand but you really can't turn back now". "I know and on second thought, I'll stop this once I've gotten sufficient cash to start up a business." They head to the bartender who offers them a cocktail and they sip, waiting for a man who'll walk up to them. The noise around the counter is less and easy to hear each other. As Rita is about to say something, a husky voice spoke up,

I reiterated when I noticed his face altered, "understands perfectly the program you use in your company to account for and manage income and expenses. He knows it so well that found the flaws and blind spots, so yes, he stole from you, as you suspected, but I imagine he knew that at any moment you would be looking for a professional accountant to do audits, that is, that you would be looking for me, and he made up his misdeed." There was a moment of silence, where I dedicated myself to continue gobbling my food because there was no reason not to do so. "Eat, Meléndez, eat." I pointed to his plate with the knife. "Eat, because that's the one thing you can't deny life." Well, that and sex. I

It was a habit she had always done to calm her nerves and focus on the tasks at hand. “Anyone there? Can you tell me where you are? I will help you out!” she called out so she would know where to start. There was silence afterward but it did not stop her from pulling away from the several blocks of wood that covered the entirety of the burnt house. She focused on listening around her, hoping that she could hear and locate the place where the cries were coming from. As she continued to clear up the covered floor little by little, the cries became more audible.

Elodie stood frozen. “What do you mean by that?! “Do you even know who I am?! “Do you know what’ll happen if you take me away?!” The inspector cuffed Elodie before taking off the Beads of Eyes without hesitation. “This is stolen! “Last night, an anonymous person reported his Beads of Eyes were stolen along with his Audi A8! “Since the proof is all here, we’ll have to bring you in!” Then, another inspector pulled out the key to the Audi A8 soon after.

This stranger standing in front of me justifying theft with the casual tone of someone explaining how to file taxes. “I could go to prison,” he said quietly. “If this gets out. If someone audits these accounts before I can clean them up. I’ll lose everything. My career, my reputation. Our family will be destroyed.” “Our family?” I laughed, sharp and bitter. “You destroyed our family the moment you started stealing.” “Evelyn, please.” He came toward me, knelt down in front of the chair. Took my hands in his. “I made a mistake. A stupid, terrible mistake. But I can fix it. I just need time. And I need you.”

I’m going to be honest, I really tried to focus, but my mind kept drifting. I couldn’t stop thinking about the pen. It was just under the collar of Nathan’s shirt, hanging on the necklace. My fingers itched to grab it, to slip it into my purse as if it were the smallest victory. I stared at the sliver of the necklace peeking from his collar, zoning out as the bottle spun again, my thoughts consumed by the idea of how to steal it without Nathan finding out. If I could just reach- "Lydia," Nathan said, snapping me back into the present. My name broke through the fog in my head. I looked up, realizing everyone’s eyes were now on me.