13 | précipice

113 9 2
                                        


R E C A P

Billionaire Anaya Khashmir hired detective Landford to unearth the culprit behind her sister's murder, which took place a year ago. Months leading up to the investigation, Detective Landford suddenly disappeared. With the help of a hacker specialist, Cohen, Ludovic, and Anaya pinpointed Landford's location in San Francisco. However, the latter fled the scene before they could interrogate him.

༄      ༄      ༄


EPISODE THIRTEEN 

Doing my best to pretend like his words didn't inwardly rip me to shreds, I summon a blank face.

We remain frozen on the spot, entangled in a vicious game of who can hurt the other first.

First, to disrupt our eye contact, I say neutrally, "Good to know we're on the same page. The last thing I'd want is for there to be any misunderstandings."

Ludovic tightens his jaw.

The atmosphere's energy suddenly stiffens.

I don't know why I'm surprised by his response.

After all, we always keep turning around in circles when we're together.

"It's getting late," his voice darkens after what seems like ages as he avoids eye contact. "We should find a hotel for the night."

Before I can respond, Ludovic's back faces me.

And for the first time, the coldness of the night envelops me.

The silent tension between us could physically be cut with a knife.

We return to the underground parking lot after surviving the bustling streets of San Francisco.

The night ends with Ludovic finding a five-star hotel fifteen minutes away.

The ride to the hotel is painfully silent.

Once at our destination, we make separate room reservations.

"We'll take off at 6 am tomorrow," he's the first to disrupt the silence once we reach the 44th floor.

Before I can respond, he takes his retreat and heads to the opposite direction, leaving me to face my wrestling thoughts.

As my aching body lies on the bed of my suite, I'm greeted by the landscape view of San Francisco.

The fluorescent city lights penetrate the pitch darkness of the suite.

Submerged in a sea of thoughts, I toss and turn.

After all that has transpired in the past 24 hours, it's impossible to find sleep.

Why did Detective Landford run away as if his life depended on it?

Did SAARC, the criminal organization, find a way to threaten him, causing him to suspend his investigation of Lolita's murder?

What kind of underground mogul is powerful enough to silence an independent detective like Landford?

Were Landford's investigative findings tied to Lotita's murder nothing but lies?

Or were some of them true?

It feels like my head is about to explode with questions that I don't have answers to.

I keep waiting for Cohen's call to confirm he tracked Detective Landford's trails on a surveillance camera.

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: 4 days ago ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

The Billionaire Is An Ice QueenWhere stories live. Discover now