The mayor’s unexpected interference, coupled with Henry Pietersen’s sudden interest in building a new private airport in Glenmonte, made things far more complicated than Alex had anticipated.He now had two problems knocking at his door, and the only way to get the green light for his medical oasis project was by nipping the issue in the bud.For a moment, Alex thought about reaching out to the governor to see if he could use his political influence to shift the scales in his favor. However, he quickly remembered the elections were on the horizon and any open favoritism could cause trouble for both the governor and his allies.With limited options at his disposal, Alex pondered upon his recent discussion with Godrick and Samantha.Having served as a spy and a trained infiltrator, Godrick had no qualms about getting his hands dirty, but Alex didn’t want to stoop to blackmailing, especially when it would compel him to involve the mayor’s family.Presently, he decided to go with Samantha’

The call from the police left Alex disturbed and distressed. Although the Sergeant had seemed polite over the phone, he could tell he was already their prime suspect.News of the tragic accident had already devastated Alex, but now he unwittingly found himself in a whole new mess.“I’ll go now. Take care, Mr. Verlaine,” the chauffeur mumbled faintly and walked out.Alex, however, remained seated. Several twisted thoughts crowded his mind as the news replayed in his head.What if it really wasn’t a simple accident? What if someone had actually sabotaged their car?Even though the Rashfords didn’t have too many business rivals who could go to such lengths, Alex knew he had recently made plenty of enemies himself.Despite the details being blurry and disjointed, Alex had a wild hunch that one of his several foes could have orchestrated this tragedy to pin the blame on him and put him out of play permanently without a direct confrontation.So far, Alex couldn’t think of a single person who

The next morning, Alex was woken up by a call from Sergeant Doherty even before his alarm could go off.It was half past six, and Alex had only caught a few hours of sleep last night, but despite his tiredness, he picked up the call just to keep the cops off his back.“Good morning, Mr. Verlaine. I hope you’re wide awake by now,” the Sergeant spoke tauntingly.Alex wiped the sleep off his eyes and spoke in a groggy voice, “I already answered all your questions yesterday. What do you want this time?”“We’ve found something. Felicia Rashford’s broken phone. It was damaged during the crash, but we still managed to recover the information. She actually tried sending you a text barely an hour before the accident.”Alex became wide awake as he heard that information.“She never texted me. I haven’t been in touch with her since we last met in Glenmonte.”“Yes, I understand. The message was never delivered. Network error, probably,” Sergeant Doherty replied. “But it’s still saved in the draft.

The next morning, Alex sat down in front of his laptop with a cup of freshly brewed dark-roasted coffee and started putting all the scattered pieces together, trying to find any leads he could.Felicia’s car was on the way to Nexus City, but it crashed on the Avilon bridge before falling into the Georgetta River.Alex highlighted three important locations: the bridge, the river, and the city that lay ahead.Along with these three locations, there were also three incidents leading to the tragic mishap: a sudden fiery explosion that caught Felicia off guard, the resulting navigational failure, leading to the car crashing into the stone railings, and finally, the vehicle falling into the river.There were multiple factors to be considered when determining the true cause of the accident, but one thing was crystal clear: there was something wrong with their vehicle.As Alex was trying to gather the pieces of missing information, his phone rang, and that same dreaded name flashed on its scre

Sergeant Doherty wasn’t the kind to let someone else dictate terms to him inside his own police station, but Enrico’s reputation as an uncompromising lawyer preceded him.Thus, despite his unwillingness, the Sergeant was compelled to release Alex.“You are one lucky man, Mr. Verlaine. Who would have thought that your lawyer would show up here without any notice?” he grumbled. “You are free to go.”“This isn’t over. You will hear from me shortly,” Enrico warned with an air of condescension. “Officers like you give the department a bad name, but I will make sure that you remember where the real power lies.”Sergeant Doherty kept his calm and smiled. “I am sure you will. I don’t know the laws as well as you, but all your knowledge will be useless once we find the proper evidence against Mr. Verlaine.”“Then you'd best get to work right away without wasting your time harassing my client,” Enrico snapped back at him. “Good night, officer. We are done here.”Alex kept quiet and followed Enri