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I pushed away from my desk and threw my pen at Davis.
“Let’s go to the crime scene,” I said firmly.
Nodding, he stood.
Little did I know that this murder investigation would take us down a path filled with twists, betrayals, and dangers that would push me to the brink.
9
LUCA
I was chillingat the bar in one of my clubs, still buzzing from the amazing night I had withAnnabelle. She was something else, no doubt about it. But now she's gone, and I'm cursing myself for even caring. I mean, beautiful women are a dime a dozen, right? So are one-night stands.
Why let this one get under my skin?
Truth be told, she was different.
This is one notch that would be extra-defined. Deeper than the others.
There was a spark, a connection I couldn't ignore.
We brooded together, sat in silence, laughed, kissed, and for a brief moment, everything felt decent.
Which is a lot better than what it’d been before.
Lights began to flash around me, music blared, and people were dancing so spicily that they were bumping into me at the bar. It was sensory overload.
Normally, I welcomed the chaos.
But not today.
Today, I needed some more solace.
The demons that plagued me yesterday were coming back with a vengeance, and I didn’t have a sexy stranger to distract me this time.
I needed a breather.
The beat pounded against my chest as I walked across the dance floor, squeezing through groups packed like sardines. The club's energy was good for business, but not for the headache starting to form behind my eyes.
I squeezed them closed, hoping that a moment of reprieve from the lights would help.
But no such luck.
I needed to get somewhere a little quieter.
Lost in my thoughts, I retreated to the back room of the club, seeking peace and quiet. I found myself in my office, staring at the familiar desk once owned by my father.
This was always a place I could gather my thoughts and try to make sense of it all.
It was a place I felt connected to him.
I smiled.
I hated that they were gone on their own adventure. I missed them.
Not that I would ever admit it.
With an exasperated sigh, I sat at my desk and leaned back. I just hoped I could make them proud. I wanted to make a good name for myself and continue the family legacy.
