Even hours later, after Arielle's departure, Ivy still can't wrap her head around the fact that that Yale, the lady she had met about two times had been the one to kill Tiara.Now, she knows, but now does she go about proving it?She stands up from her chair and wanders to the long glass window which she stares out through while sipping on a glass of juice, smoothies or shakes. She's too lost in thoughts to have time to order for one so she just looks outside.Even though she's far from the lowest floor, she still is able to make out some shapes and happenings down there like cars coming to a halt or someone running.Bored, she raises her head and her line of sight goes right to a large billboard not very far away from the office, it has an advert on it with students walking around and reading and having fun.Seeing this, something that she is forgetting is tugging on her brain, urging her to remember. She focuses intently on the billboard and at a little point forward, they show lect

Tyler walks up to the second floor with the woman walking right in front of him.The whole board? It's a little hard to believe. Why would they want to see him?He has never even seen past the head of the faculty staff ever since he was accepted to work at the NYU and suddenly the entire board wants to see him.He has a sense of foreboding and that does not feel nice, no, not for anyone.At the top of the stairs, they walk past some offices and come to stop in front of one large one, signifying a conference room inside. The lady he had been following turns to him. "Please give me a moment to inform them that you're around."He nods and she knocks and goes inside. For a split second, all he sees are chatting faces, cool and stuff.Just that minute seeing is more than enough to make him relax his nerves. They seem cool and chill so it can't possibly be something bad, he thinks.Less than a minute later, she reopens the door. "They will see you now Mr Reef."He steps inside the room, lo

Late in the afternoon, with all of his effects in the large brown carton in his hands, he sighs and looks over the Metropolitan Police department on the outside, knowing that he's going to miss the place very much.The adrenaline rush, the curiosity that always drove him to solve even the hardest cases, the luck sometimes and even down to the occasional brush with danger and death.Outside the station, his subordinates stands there, waving him bye. He smiles back, his hand too occupied to wave."You're so stubborn." His partner shouts at him, shaking his head but smiling.He laughs loudly and enters his car, horning at them with his car one last time before driving off, leaving his work of fourteen years behind because of something very much worth it.Corruption.Whenever there is corruption in something, it begins to eat it from the inside, until it begins to show on the outside and then, there is nothing left to show for it. He has refused to be eaten by the corruption from Hank Wil

Night seemed to have crawled that day, finally when it was sun down, everyone had to find their ways home, including Ashton and Ivy.As he does every other time, he comes to pick her up from work, never forgetting to be the perfect gentleman and open the door for her to seat before going round to sit in as well."How about we eat out? It's been a while since we had dinner in a breezy place?" Ashton asks, looking at her briefly.She nods excitedly and exhausted at the same time. "How about an outside place? I would love to sit under the stars and eat, I was so cooped up in my office, oh, and like I told you, I have a lot to tell you. Today was pretty interesting for me in a ton of ways.""I had a fun moment, or at least, a gossip worthy moment. I can't wait to share as well. Look over there, that looks like a good place doesn't it?"Ivy looks over at where he's pointing at and with the golden lights on inside, casting shadows on the outside and then the dim white lights outside, the pl

As Grant walks into work the next day, he's joined by many of his crew men. He doesn't break his stride and continues walking. "What about the location I asked you to get for me yesterday?" He asks one of his younger subordinates without sparing him a glance."I was able to get it. I have the map location on your table already."He gives what looks like the ghost of a smile. "That's good. You're dismissed for the day."The man smiles at being given a day off and he very naturally leaves the men and women walking behind him without breaking the stride.The next person to fall beside him is also someone he's asked to do something already so he keeps checking in until he gets to the elevator.Here, he enters alone, his people bowing slightly till the elevator doors close and he's left alone.All of the sound in the air is the even hum of the elevator and his light breathing. All the time he ever has to himself at work is in the elevator and he has learnt to cherish it, so for these secon