The past two days have been a power struggle between elena and Catherine,Marcus still finding it weird not to please his mother.

One sunny afternoon,when elena was trying to paint at the garden,her phone rang.

Elena stared at the screen for a few seconds before picking it up.

It was Derrick.

Her stomach tightened,she had not heard from him in weeks, since the robbery.

She just knew this call meant something bad but she answered.

“Hello?”

For a moment, there was only breathing on the other end.

Then Derrick spoke , his voice was rough and thick.

He Slurred

“Come to the hotel.”

Elena sat up straighter.

“What hotel?”

“The...