The truth

Sam sat motionless in his office, the remnants of his daydream still playing in the recesses of his mind. His gaze was fixed on the ceiling, his thoughts trailing back and forth over the memories of the past. He had been so close, so close to finally winning—finally having everything Alexander had, and most importantly, Cindy. His fingers drummed absentmindedly on the wooden desk, each tap echoing in the quiet room. The scene of that day three years ago replayed in his mind like a film he couldn't stop watching.

He had orchestrated everything—carefully, meticulously. The takeover of Sterling Corporation had been within his grasp, and the moment Cindy was taken, it felt as if everything had been falling into place. But then, just as quickly, it had all unraveled. He still didn't know how Alexander had found her. How had he managed to get there in time to ruin everything?