It was finally a freaky Friday. Daisy stood in front of her mirror, turning side to side. She wore a red dress that hugged her just right. She thought about the night ahead. “It’s just dinner,” she told herself, but deep down, she knew it felt like more. Oliver had texted her earlier, saying he couldn’t wait to see her.When she arrived at the restaurant, Oliver was already there, waiting by the entrance. He wore a dark suit, his hair neatly combed back. He smiled big when he saw her.“You look amazing, Daisy,” Oliver said, opening the door for her.“Thanks, Oliver. You don’t look bad yourself,” she teased, walking inside.“Only not bad? That’s harsh,” he joked, leading her to their table.The waiter brought menus, but Daisy barely looked at hers. She was too busy stealing glances at Oliver.“What are you thinking of ordering?” Oliver asked, looking up from his menu.“Um… maybe pasta,” Daisy said, shrugging. “What about you?”“I’m thinking steak,” Oliver replied. “I need something str

The underground house in Miles Empire was quiet, except for the faint hum of a machine in the corner. Viktor and Igor arrived just after sunset, carrying a heavy black case between them. They were on a secret mission from Bill Ford and Prof Arjun. The Insider waited by a cluttered workbench, his hood pulled low to obscure his face. The dim light cast long shadows across the room. The dark room smelled of cold metal and burnt wires. Viktor and Igor stepped in, carrying a heavy black case between them. The Insider stood by the window, his face hidden by the shadows. Viktor was the first to speak in a gruff voice. “You’ve got no idea how hard it was to get this stuff through security. I had to bribe three different people just to get the briefcase through the gates.” Igor grinned. “And I had to keep our handler quiet after he started asking too many questions. Let’s just say he won’t be talking anymore.” The Insider’s voice was calm but sharp. “Spare me the drama. Do you have wh

Franklin kept staring at the blank TV screen in his living room. The remote rested on his lap, untouched. Conor on the other hand was sprawled on the armchair nearby, absentmindedly flipping through a magazine. Franklin broke the quiet with a sigh, rubbing his temples. “I can’t even remember the last time I got a decent night’s sleep.” Conor glanced up. “Maybe you should stop stressing over everything, boss. You’re going to burn out.” Before Franklin could respond, the doorbell rang. He frowned, shifting slightly but making no move to get up. “That’s your door,” Conor said, smirking. Franklin grunted. “You’re closer. Go get it.” Conor laughed, tossing the magazine aside as he stood. “You’re easily tired.” Conor opened the door and Mr. Russell stood there, balancing a large package in his hands. His face lit up with a warm smile. “Evening, boys! Thought I’d drop by and check on you two.” Conor stepped aside, waving him in. “Come on in, Uncle Russell. What’s in the pac

As soon as Richmond Wright was bailed from house arrest, one of his plans was to release his most loyal man, Big Joe. And so he made it a point to visit him today in prison.The heavy clang of the prison gates closing could be heard from a distance as Richmond stepped inside.He adjusted his collar and glanced at the guards. His shoes tapped lightly against the cold floor as they led him to the visitor’s area. Richmond’s face was calm, but his sharp eyes scanned every corner.One of the guards stopped by a table. “He’ll be here in a minute,” the guard said gruffly.Richmond nodded, sitting down and relaxing back in the chair. His fingers thumped quietly on the metal table, in front of him.The door on the other side opened, and Big Joe walked in, shackles on his wrists and ankles. His face was sad, but when he saw Richmond, a small smirk appeared.“Well, well,” Big Joe said as he sat down. “Look who decided to show up.”Richmond tilted onwards, his elbows on the table. “I had to make

In her room, Daisy was on the bed, staring at her phone. She scrolled through the group chat messages from Emily, Sarah, and Jessica. The girls had been planning this night for weeks, and they seemed beyond excited.“Come on, Daisy! Don’t ditch us again!” Sarah had texted earlier.“Yeah, we miss you!” added Jessica.“Don’t make me come drag you out,” Emily had threatened, though Daisy knew she was only half-joking.Daisy sighed, leaning back against the headboard. Her fingers tapped on the edge of her phone. She didn’t want to go. Not because she didn’t love her friends, but because of the secret she was carrying.What if they find out? What if they ask too many questions? she thought, pressing her lips together. Her baby bump was still small, but it is still obvious.Her mom walked past her door and peeked in. “You’re not ready yet?” she asked, folding her arms.“I don’t know if I’m going,” Daisy mumbled, avoiding her mom’s gaze.Mrs. Bernard stepped inside and placed a hand on her h