The mystery lover

iggest building the KD group owned, the Empire. As a kid, Michael could remember how much his father loved and talked about his tall buildings but as an adult he never underst

alked to his chair and sat down. "What brings you to the Empire this fine morning?" Charles asked as soon they were both seated with coffee in front of them. Like Michael, Charles couldn't possibly survive without coffee. Guess it runs in the family. "Fine morning?" Michael felt his temper rising. Charles was really going to pretend nothing was wrong? "Yes, it's a fine morning" And indeed it was. The sky was blue enough, the sun wasn't too hot, the air was just about right but Michael wasn't interested in the ecological system, his focus was on his sick father who appeared to look healthier than the last time they had seen each other. "Why didn't you tell me?" Michael asked, his voice nearly a whisper. "Tell you what?" Charles frowned, "That the business is crumbling faster than Jericho did? I've been telling you that since forever" he argued. Michael returned the frown, "Not the business" he was tempted to add, "who cares about the business?" but decided against it, this wasn't the time for that. "Oh" Charles said with a slight shake of his head, "Benjamin" Just as if on cue, a knock sounded and the door of the office opened slightly and Benjamin Stahom walked in. If incompetent was a person, it would have definitely been Benjamin Stahom. At 37, most people had already had their life figured out but Benjamin wasn't most people. He couldn't handle little tasks on his own and mostly ended up messing things up which was one of the reasons Charles was hell bent on convincing Michael to come back to the organization. "Michae

l had asked to meet, he had way more on his mind than when he had woken up that morning. The police

awks. Michelle Cole had employed his agency's security cause she felt she was been stalked by someone who h

w them around but in Michelle's case, his bodyguards only guarded her house and her workplace w

owledge about but he somehow still blamed himself for her death. If he had given her special treatmen