The night of the initiation came without much warning. Jeremy was nervous. Which was odd, he'd not been nervous in years. He knew what this meant, that something was going to go wrong tonight. He thought about taking a weapon with him tonight but they'd been very specific about not bringing in any weapons but he didn't trust them to not try anything funny.. He glared at his own reflection, stunned by how good he looked in his pants. Amy really has a good eye for everything. He had his pants on and his white dress shirt and then his vest. He looked good, he knew that but he wasn't happy about going to an unknown location to be initiated but a bunch of corrupt billionaires but he had to do this to find out if they'd truly been responsible for Mr. Verde's death. He'd promised Mrs Verdes and he couldn't give up now just because of a haunch. Besides, he knew he couldn't die now. His phone rang just then and i

Naomi woke up to knocking and her phone ringing incessantly. As it turned out, it wasn't her alarm but Alex calling. She didn't need to pick up to know he was the one at the door Groggily, she pulled herself off of bed, rubbing at her eyes as she strolled to the door. She pulled it open and just as she had suspected, Alex stood at the door. “What the hell? I have been standing here for five minutes.* *Sorry, I was asleep,” Naomi murmured. “It's 10am!” He said. “Just come in.” She yawned, turning and walking back to her bed. She fell face first on her bed, groaning. She was bone deep tired. She and Alex had spent last night trying to make sense of the information they'd found. She'd only gotten at 1am and had finally slept at 3:45am “Are you okay?” “No, I'm exhausted,” she said with a muffled voice as she snuggled against her pillow. “Really? I woke up ar

“Did you miss me?” Ariel asked, a sweet but confident smile on her face. Outside, she looked casual but inside she was hoping he did because she certainly did. Jeremy chuckled, pulling her into a hug. “I was worried about you.” That was not exactly what she wanted to hear but it was something, so it wasn't bad. “Oh, really?” Ariel asked, a satisfied smile on her face. “Yes, one moment you were with me and the next you were gone without a phone call. Are you alright?” Jeremy asked, his eyes locked with hers. “Yes,” she murmured, looking up at him. She wished he'd close the distance between them and just kiss her already “I'm glad to hear that. Did you fix the problem?” Jeremy's question interrupted her “Actually yes I did,” “That's great, it took two days?” Jeremy asked, dropping his suitcase and plopping down on his couch. Ariel made her way towards him, her eyes resting

The country club he went to was not one he expected. Of course he didn't expect any country club to be owned by non shady people but for this particular one that was owned by a church, he was genuinely surprised. The country club sprawled over a lush expanse of land, its pristine lawns trimmed to perfection and the scent of jasmine floating through the warm air. White coloured buildings stood in the distance, designed like a mission style monastery with tall arched windows and red clay roofs. A silver cross shimmered directly above the main clubhouse, nestled between terracotta tiles. Classical music played softly from hidden speakers. Inside, polished wood floors gleamed beneath golden chandelier, and subtle murals of biblical scenes adorned the corridors. Despite its supposed religious ownership, the place was far from modest. It exuded opulence and affluence. Jeremy was disgusted along side impressed. He never understood why rich old white men golfed