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CHAPTER 72: ERASED FROM THE PIER
ERASED FROM THE PIERThe city had barely woken up when Damien pulled out of the hotel's parking lot. The morning sun had just peeked over the high-rise buildings, its warm blue hue bleeding over the horizon and washing over the glass panes in muted color. The streets were thankfully still thin with traffic, just the delivery vans and the occasional commuter driving through intersections. Damien took in a deep breath and exhaled sharply as his hands rested steady on the steering wheel. His posture was calm, but his mind was a chaos of thoughts. Ryan. The muted voices. The gunshots following. And then silence. His phone buzzed softly in the cup holder, the sharp sound cutting through his thoughts. His eyes drop down briefly at the name dancing on the screen. Commissioner Jim. The call cut just before he could answer and a message preview immediately followed after, glowing across the display. ‘We need to talk. It's urgent.’Damien's jaw tightened. Was it about the recording he'd
CHAPTER 71: LOW TIDE
LOW TIDEThe room had fallen silent now except for the soft hum of jazz filling the space between Damien's breathing. It drifted from the loving area, looping so many times that the melody now felt woven into the very walls. Damien sighed softly as he turned over and stared up at the white ceiling. The place was darker now, lit only by the dim bulb in the dining area. A body stirred beside him and he turned his head. Elara lay curled tightly against him, her messy hair resting calmly over his chest. She had one arm draped across his torso as if fearing he might disappear if she loosened her hold. Her scent had clung to him now–floral and warm, mixed with the faint trace of wine and something sweet. Damien ran a hand through his head as his gaze drifted to the dining table. The food arranged neatly over the top still remained untouched, plates full. A lump formed in his chest as he thought of the mess still waiting for her in the kitchen. She had gone through a lot of stress prepa
CHAPTER 70: LOVE LONG WAITED
LOVE LONG WAITEDDamien found Elara sitting behind the table, one leg crossed over the other as she swirled the wine glass balanced between her fingers. The candlelights surrounding the dining area caught beautifully against the emerald silk dress hugging her skin. A few strands of her had slipped loose from the hairband she'd used to hold them in place, framing her face. Her lipstick had softened from the wine, smearing slightly across her cheeks. Her makeup looked ruined now… but she still looked as breathtaking as ever. A little undone, but breathtaking. Her gaze lifted slowly from the glass when she heard the door click shut. Her eyes settled on him, holding his stare for about a second before rolling lightly. “Oh,” she said, setting the glass down on the table. “You finally decided to come, huh.” She glanced toward the clock before returning her gaze to him. "Only three hours after our decided time. That's really early.”The words weren't sharp, but they definitely weren't li
CHAPTER 69: THREE HOURS TOO LONG
THREE HOURS TOO LONGThe sound of soft jazz filled the apartment, drifting low and warm. It wrapped around the dining room like a quiet embrace, its gentle trumpet and faint brush of drums softening the silence that felt too loud. It mingled with the sweet scent that lingered in the air, and at the center of it all–at the head of the dining table–sat Elara.She leaned forward against the table, her deep emerald silk dress pulling her laps together. The soft fabric caught the candlelight each time she moved. She turned to the worn grandfather clock at the corner, staring at her reflection on the glass, studying the way the dress hugged her figure. The neckline was modest, revealing only a little cleavage. Her hair, usually left loose, had been pulled into a clean bun with a few stands cascading over her shoulders in soft waves. Her face held a touch of makeup that highlighted her features–subtle eyeliner, warm blush, muted red lipstick. She had chosen this look carefully for the nigh
CHAPTER 68: A MAN'S BEST FOE
A MAN'S BEST FOE The night slowly descended over the city as Damien drove toward the police station. The moment he pulled into the parking lot, he found Commissioner Jim walking toward the door. “Jim," he called from the window. “Wait up." He came down from the car and walked up to Jim who'd stood now, waiting. Upon reaching him, the two headed toward the large building, discussing in low voices. The police station buzzed with life under bright floodlights that lit the curbs harshly. The place still carried it's usual hum of activity even at this hour. Officers strode in and out of the main hall, some holding case files, other clutching steaming paper cups that smelled faintly of burnt coffee. Commissioner Jim pushed the double doors, he and Damien walking through as it swung to the side. The florescent lights etched over them gleamed slightly on his bald head and his thick bushy moustache twitched everytime he spoke. A quiet air of authority surrounded him and he made it palpab
CHAPTER 67: PROMISES AT BREAKFAST
PROMISES AT BREAKFASTThe morning sunlight poured in through the wide glass windows, cascading over the polished floors of the restaurant and casting soft golden streaks across waxed wooden tables. Outside, the city was already awake. Cars honked impatiently in the growing traffic, barking dogs yanked their owners around and a delivery truck rumbled past.Inside the restaurant, the air was filled with the sweet smell of ground coffee beans, buttered toast and something sweet–vanilla, perhaps. The soft clinks of cutleries against plates came from every table. A waiter weaved through the space with quiet efficiency. Elara sat opposite Damien in one of the tables. She wore her usual warm smile as she stirred her coffee with her spoon. “Oh, you saw their faces, right, Damien?" Her smile widened, satisfaction etched on her features. “Sebastian looked like he'd swallowed a lemon whole. But Vanessa?" She laughed softly, shaking her head. “I literally thought she was going to rip her eyes o
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