Jay lay sprawled across his couch, fast asleep from the exhaustion of spending hours worrying about his situation. The previous night, he had contacted Cassie by phone and explained everything that had happened to him with the last few hours, recounting the events in detail, from his encounter with the suspicious police officer at the gas station to the threatening call from the stranger who had taken Officer Mark hostage.“Ring, ring, ring, ring…”The persistent sound of his ringing phone abruptly dragged him out of his sleep.Jay stirred, his eyebrows furrowing as the noise continued, accompanied by the vibrations against his chest. Still half-asleep, he slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them with the backs of his wrists before reaching for the phone resting on him.He glanced at the screen and noticed that the call was coming from the estate's security gate—the same number that had contacted him the previous day.With a tired sigh, he answered the call and brought the phone to his

“How long do we have to sit in here and wait, Big Boy? I'm already getting carsick,” Rocky complained from the driver's seat.“As long as it takes!” Big Boy snapped in frustration.“What do you mean, as long as it takes? We've been sitting in this car waiting for him to come out since three in the morning! I'm starving alrea—”Before Rocky could finish, Big Boy instinctively grabbed him by the shirt, his fingers tightening around the fabric as he turned toward him with a furious glare.“Look, man, you'd better pull yourself together and do exactly what Boss Manarc ordered us to do. Got it?”“Alright, alright! Chill, man... Let go of me!” Rocky protested, raising both hands in a gesture of surrender.Big Boy glared at him for another few seconds before finally releasing his shirt.“Jeez, man...” Rocky muttered, straightening his clothes. “You're taking this whole thing a little too personally.”“Of course I am!” Big Boy barked. “And if you were in my shoes, you would, too. That bastard

“So, where to? Do you want to hang out at my place while my team and I get to the bottom of this, or should I just take you home?” Cassie asked after they had settled into the car.“Ummm, nope. I want to get a new car,” Jay replied.“Oh, really?” Cassie blurted out, throwing him a curious glance.“Yeah. I can’t drive my car because it’s a wreck now, so I’m going to need a new one if I want to move around freely,” Jay explained, leaning back in his seat.“Okay, man,” Cassie replied before adding, “And just so you know, you’re going to be paying me extra.”Jay slowly turned to stare at him, a frown spreading across his face.“Pay you extra? For what?” he asked, genuinely confused.“What do you mean, for what?” Cassie shot back. “Our agreement was for me to investigate this dude who apparently stole your chick.”He paused briefly, as though giving Jay a moment to appreciate the logic behind his argument, before continuing.“So, now I’m digging into Officer Mark’s disappearance, which is

“What seems to be the problem here?”A man in his thirties, dressed in a sleek black suit, approached after hearing the commotion all the way from his office. His polished shoes clicked against the showroom floor as he made his way toward the gathering, his gaze moving between the people involved.“Are you the manager of this place?” Edward demanded furiously the moment he laid eyes on him.“Yes, I am. Is there a problem?” the manager replied, slightly taken aback by Edward's aggressive tone.“Good. You're just in time!” Edward blurted out, his expression hardening with indignation. “The problem is that your staff have allowed a good-for-nothing, poor loser into this showroom to make a mockery of us!”Clearly irritated by the man's accusations, the manager instinctively turned toward the saleslady, hoping to hear her side of the story before drawing any conclusions.“What seems to be the problem, Betty?” he asked, his tone calm but authoritative.“Nothing serious, sir,” Betty replied

“It's a pleasure to have you back here, Mr. Wayne,” the manager greeted warmly, sitting across from Jay in his office.“Thank you. It's my pleasure,” Jay replied with a soft smile.From the moment he had stepped into the Billion-Dealers Shop, both the manager and the salesman he had tipped $500,000 during his previous visit had welcomed him with exceptional courtesy. They treated him almost like royalty, making sure he was comfortable and attending to his every need.After exchanging a few pleasantries, the manager leaned forward and reached beneath his desk. He carefully retrieved a small black box and placed it directly in front of Jay before slowly lifting the lid to reveal its contents.“Wow!”The exclamation escaped Jay's lips before he could stop himself.For a moment, he simply stared at the watch, momentarily captivated by its breathtaking beauty. He had seen plenty of expensive watches before, but this one was on an entirely different level.The craftsmanship was exquisite, a