He was fucked up! How could something like this happen to him? He was the last person that deserves to be framed like that!As his headache began to subside, David's instincts kicked in. He knew he had to find the gun and get rid of it. His fingerprints were on it, and he couldn't afford to leave it behind when he found it,he kept it at the back of trouser. He quickly scanned the area and spotted the bathroom. He rushed in, grabbed a washcloth, and filled a bowl with water.With a sense of urgency, David began to wipe down every surface he had touched in the house. He methodically cleaned the areas where he had left his mark, trying to erase any evidence of his presence else he would be seen as a suspect. He searched around the house until he was able to find a nose mask. When he was sure everything was clean without his print,he picked up the package he was supposed to deliver,used his nose mask and rushed out of the house with his bloodstained shirt. But he didn't care,he just neede

Gabriele slammed his fist against the leather-wrapped steering wheel, the sound muffled inside the luxurious sedan. He watched from a distance as a small fleet of boats crisscrossed the ocean in search of a body that wasn't there. His frustration was a venomous cloud, thick and suffocating. This was the third time they had searched that same night, and still, nothing. He'd used every connection, pulling in his own men and bribing the NYPD to search for a missing person, giving them free rein to drag the ocean for hours."Boss," his right-hand man, Marco, said from outside, his voice hesitant. "We've gone over every inch. We can't find his body. Either he sank, and the current took him, or..." Marco trailed off, not daring to voice the other, more terrifying possibility."Or what? Escaped?" Gabriele’s eyes, cold and sharp, bore into Marco's. "For three years, we couldn't find a trace of him. Not a whisper, not a single lead. And now that he's finally surfaced, he slips away again?" He

The ride up was tense. The mirrored walls of the elevator reflected Ari's distraught face, her eyes were red-rimmed. Xavier stood a few feet away, his arms crossed over his chest, a granite expression on his face. She could feel his quiet fury simmering and she fought the urge to shrink even further into herself.Finally, the doors slid open on the top floor. The space was nothing like the bustling, colorful offices she was used to. The doors opened to reveal a hallway so quiet you could hear the hum of the air conditioning. Ari’s mouth fell open slightly as he took in the sight, polished marble floors, sleek modern art on the walls, and soft, indirect lighting that created an atmosphere of understated elegance.Xavier pushed the double door open and they both stepped in. The space was just as breathtaking as the hallway. Floor-to-ceiling windows dominated the wall behind a massive, dark wood desk, offering a panoramic view of the bustling city below. The skyline was a masterpiece, a