Hide and Seek

20 hours...

The door swung open revealing the tall and slender man. His facial features were breathtaking, lit up by his charming smile. Teagan immediately returned the smile, shamelessly staring at him as he sat down.

"Ladies." His honey smooth voice had Teagan salivating, while Zahara rolled her eyes, mainly to fight her own body's reaction to him.
The Levi children were all good looking, but Eli seemed to outshine them all, even her Ezra.

"How can I help you?" He looked between them.

"You can help us, by telling us what you know about Ezra's death."

"Easy, nothing. I wasn't even there on the day he died."

"But that wouldn't stop you from getting the job done. Sending someone to kill him."

"And why would I do that?"

"That's what we want to know. And mind you we have a record of you going to his apartment the night before the day he died."

"I didn't kill Ezra."

"Then what did you do?"

He shifted in his seat, and fiddled with his collar, licking his lips. "I didn't do anything, alright?" He snapped. "I wanted to at one point, but I didn't."

"You wanted to?" Teagan cocked her head to the side.

"Yes... he knew some things and he had something on me, it's a long story."

"Then you better get started." Zahara leaned back in her chair. Eli huffed and scratched his head.

ELI LEVI

'It was about two days before we found out that dad and Ezra were doing some secret business and Ezra had messed it up. I was on my way to my office and I found Myra and Dilean standing in front of it. They were speaking in hushed tones, and Dilean seemed pissed about something, I don't know what. And they both kind of panicked when they saw me. Anyways, I didn't care.
"Myra, Dilean." I stopped in front of them.

"Eli," Myra breathed, showcasing her plastic smile. "Just the man I wanted to see." She glanced over at Dilean who seemed to fidget where he stood.

"Really? What for? You never want to see me." I narrowed my eyes at her. "You even said on your birthday that you never want to see me again."

"That was a long time ago."

"It was two months ago," I corrected her.

"The point is... it's int the past. Let's focus on the present. How's Renata doing?" She asked.
Dilean let out a cough and we both turned to look at him.
"Sorry. I have a bit of a tickle." He rubbed his throat.

"Renata's fine Myra," I turned back to her, "we're having dinner together later."

"Aww, that's so cute." Myra batted her eye lids, clasping her hands together.

"Are you ready for the presentations?" Dilean asked me.

"Yes, I have something planned. Myra?"

"Well, I'm still deciding if I should present my idea or not."

"What about you Dilean?" I glanced at him.
He huffed, scratching the back of his neck.
"No, I'm not."