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Ace's POV:

I stormed into my apartment, throwing my gun in the corner of the room. Keith came in right behind me.

"Calm down, pal," he put a hand on my shoulder and we both sat down.

"I didn't get any information from that bastard! Can you imagine that?? You should've let me shoot him!" I yelled angrily.

"Shoot him? So you would go to jail for murder, allowing Christina to rule your company and allowing Heather in another man's arms? So all you fought for so far would be meaningless? Yeah, I should've probably let you shoot the idiot!" Keith said with sarcasm.

I stared at the floor,...