As Sinjin drove to Dapplewood, all he could think about was the potential aneurysm his father would have if he knew what he was up to and about to do: risking his life to save a stranger's kids. Despite the danger he knew he was going to be in, he wasn't scared of dying himself, though he hadn't planned on it. However, he couldn't say the same for the men who had kidnapped Eds' sons.Pulling up at the curb in front of Sande's apartment building, he dialed Eds but received no response from her, so he quickly dialed Sande, who answered on the first ring, as if she'd been waiting by the phone. Worried that Eds might have acted impulsively by trying to save her sons alone, his fears heightened when Sande came downstairs, got into his car, and tearfully revealed Eds' absence.She recounted how Eds had slipped away when she waited for him, and when he didn't show up, she asked Sande for a cup of water. Sande blamed herself for not anticipating Eds' actions, but thankfully knew where Eds had
"What happened to her?" The attending doctor asked Sinjin as Eds was wheeled into the hospital."Uh... She was shot," He replied anxiously. "She's barely breathing. She's lost a lot of blood. Please save her.""We'll do our best, sir," The doctor assured him, hurrying after the gurney through the operating room doors.Anxiously, Sinjin ran his fingers through his hair, praying fervently for Eds' recovery. He knew he'd never forgive himself if anything happened to her. If only he had reached her friend's apartment sooner, she wouldn't have felt compelled to rescue her sons alone.She likely believed she couldn't truly rely on a stranger, especially a billionaire, to abandon everything and rush to her aid. After all, just a week earlier, she had been his escort, and he hadn't even known her real name or anything else about her until now.Speaking of sons... Sinjin spun around and spotted the boys standing outside the hospital doors, clinging to each other. He sighed heavily. He had done
"Okay, your pizza will be here in ten minutes," He informed them. "Another ten minutes?" They whined. "Yes, that's the fastest the delivery person can get here," He explained. "Bummer," They grumbled. "Shame on you, boys," Sande scolded them as she approached. "What are you supposed to say?" "Aunt Sande!" The boys ran to hug her. "We thought we'd never see you again." Sande sighed as she pulled them close. "Me too," she said, pulling back to look at their faces. "You have bruises." "We tried to be heroes," Tristan explained. "You should never fight a man with a gun," Sinjin admonished them. "You did. You were cool," Troy smiled. "You used your words, but... It was cool." "Now, did you thank Mr. Santillan for saving you?" Sande queried. "Or did you just prank him as a way of saying thanks?" "Sorry," the boys looked duly chastised. "Thank you for saving us and for the pizza, sir." "It's okay," Sinjin said.The Lobster Shack's delivery guy arrived, and Sinjin paid for the ord
A week later It was a given that neither Sande, Eds, nor the boys were returning to Dapplewood, especially after what happened to Dagger. Even though it was his fault, they were the ones who would pay the consequences for his death. The only safe place for them was in Sinjin's house. Sande's boyfriend, Lex Parker, was not happy when she refused to stay with him. However, he realized that if anyone could truly keep his girlfriend safe, it was his boss. It also helped that his boss was after Sande's friend, not Sande herself.Fortunately, the boys loved it there. They had their own rooms, TVs, video game consoles, and everything two energetic nine-year-olds would need to stay occupied. Sinjin's house was right on a private beach, with the ocean not far away. However, Sande had not been able to get a tan because she'd been cooped up in the hospital, waiting for her best friend to wake up.Sinjin kept her company by working from the hospital, but she could see the stress catching up to h
As the call connected and his mother's voice spoke on the other end of the line, Sinjin took a deep breath. However, she wasn't speaking to him but cussing out a poor maid who'd not done her job well. He had mistakenly thought that she would change as the years passed, but she remained the overbearing woman he had known all his life."Sorry about that, dear," Camilla said, her voice carrying a hint of a smile. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your call this fine morning?""Isn't it too early to call people names, mother?" He asked, his voice devoid of emotion."It's 11 am. That's not early," She responded casually. "Is something wrong, darling? You never call me first. I always do the calling, and you always ignore me.""Right," He murmured. "Mrs. Bale told me you dropped by for a visit yesterday. Did you meet anyone you weren't supposed to talk to?""What are you talking about?" She feigned ignorance. "I met Imelda, and she told me you weren't home, so I left.""I see," He said, rub
Sinjin finished giving Sande and Eds a tour of the three-bedroom condo and asked, "So, what do you think?""The view is amazing!" Tristan exclaimed as he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. "We're in the heart of the city, aren't we?""Close enough," Sinjin replied, walking over to stand beside Tristan and placing his hand on the boy's shoulder. "You see that high-rise building over there?" He pointed to the skyscraper in the distance."The one that looks like it's reaching the sky?" Tristan smiled. "Yeah, I see it.""That's my company. It's the tallest building in the country," Sinjin imparted."Seriously?" Troy joined them. "Wow!""How many stories?" Tristan's eyes widened."About forty stories high," Sinjin replied. "I designed the building myself.""Really?" Troy frowned. "So you're also an architect?" "I had too much time on my hands when I was younger, so I studied architecture in school and graduated with honors. I have a master's degree in architecture, robotics,
"Hey, Mom, are you busy?" Tristan asked as he settled down on the chair in front of the kitchen island.Eds turned to give her son her full attention. "No, baby, what's wrong?" She replied."I was, um... Well, Troy and I were wondering when we'll go back to school," He said, fiddling with his fingers. "It's been weeks, and we've missed a lot of things."Eds sighed and walked over to the island, leaning against it as she reached out to take Tristan's small hands in hers. She had been thinking about their education too and knew she needed to get their transcripts from the school, but that would mean going back to Dapplewood, which was not an option.She knew Taron's silence since the kidnapping didn't mean he had given up. Far from it—he was likely planning something even more sinister, and she dreaded to think what that could be. His closest friend had died, and he would want revenge."I know, baby. I've been thinking about it too, but you know we can't go back home. You and Troy will
"Is he here yet?" Troy asked his brother."No," Tristan replied, his face glued to the window overlooking the parking lot. Eds had refused to let him open the window or go out on the balcony. Sinjin had promised to take them to watch a college basketball game, but he was running late."He won't get here any faster even if you turn into that panel of glass you have your face glued to," Sande teased him, walking over to take a seat on the sofa."But we'll be late to the game," Troy whined."Maybe he's stuck in traffic. The man made sure to return to Merendra today instead of Sunday. Cut him some slack," Eds admonished them."Yes, mom," The boys responded, looking duly chastised.Five minutes later, the doorbell rang, and both boys raced to open the door, not bothering to ask who the visitor was as Eds had instructed. Troy flung the door open and threw his arms around Sinjin's waist, with his brother following suit."I've missed you boys too," Sinjin said, ruffling their hair and chuckli