Shadows Of Passion

ork. It was fully light now and through the windows of the newsroom, the sun f

something that'll see you regr

n cautious-she only shared with her editor that she wanted to get to the bottom of the Blackwood family. The message left h

editors shouting after deadlines. Slowly Sophie walked back to her desk with her thoughts in a spin trying to get an explanation of wh

rim. "Hello," I said, weakly, but wincing at the pain

k smile. "Thanks, Fra

red softly examining her

phone and turning her lips into a thin line after rea

es. Many allegations involve bribery issues, insider trading and even relationships with the mafia. W

had to seduce one of the Blackwoods now and

lied "I shall do it" telling he

mpany of such people-though if everything they heard is true, they do not stick

sinking into her, she gulped again; 'b

as her mind raced. It was all blamed and painted as corrupt, involved in shoddy deals, probably partnered with human trafficking. But nothing concrete. The people responsible for Blackwood Enterprises fina

ived a call on her phone again. A secon

last warning.

ook her – they were stalking her. She glanced around the newsroom for a moment with a new fear that she was being watched all the time. But nobody appe

proached her. He was the most observant and thorough investigative person tha

the Blackwood story,' grinned Peter leaning against the edge of her desk. "Careful

face was serious. "I have never

in many dirty pies and have been involved in so many scandals, yet nobody has been able to pin the

her spine. "Disappea

eplied with no polite eu

that somebody at the paper ev

s doing a big piece titled, Something about the Blackwoods being involved in the wrong side of the law- the mafia. But before she could publish anything for the f

e specifics that she knew were rather foggy. Now it all fit into place – s

red to her. "The Blackwoods aren't like the other families we've i

or the challenge ahead. "I'll be carefu

r a moment, he simply raised his should

and looked up to see Oliver walk away. It was from Ethan, and this time it

o see you

the threats from her hit man, she was unsure if it was wise to meet him. Still, she couldn't get her feelings out of him despite the misgivin

Sophie decided to rep

he

I got his message almost a

ge Café

ble in the middle of the city, all its usual noise and honking. It was not the type of area that a man like Ethan Blackwood would be found in. Just that alone was enough

a choice. She

who frequented the place taking their cup of coffee at the bar. Hence, there was limited lighting and the furniture was worn leather booths

idn't mind, she expected it. Free men like Ethan weren't known for their structured and timely lifestyle. While she was waiting, a silence and someh

She was slowly getting to question if he had second thoughts when the door opened once more. This time a man of middle age and good bui

, his face a blank slate. He slipped into the seat opposit

d, more threatening and growing in volume. It doesn't matter what you've been

In many cases, I didn't kno

re you, Ms. Daniels?' Don't you feel that you have been asking a lot of questio

speed. How did he know her name? The question is how much h

id, intentionally trying to main

you don't stay out of it.' This is your last warning. But if you do not

king a bit as she extended it to take the gift. There, there were photographs: faded, sche

the man as he got up. "I recomme

he café leaving Sophie alone with the envelope and a

er investigate the Blackwoods. But this only intensified in her and she became even more focused. Whoever these people were,

ocess all the information, when, and her

er voice tremb

e sounded rather panicked. "You're