Web of Deception

y coiffered as he stared out over the city he hoped to picture. Loaded with vibrant reporters and glittering cameras, he headed to face the room. James start

tly cut suit, every inch reflecting child and efficient COO. James continued his speech, outlining his vision for a safer, sans drug New York, and Alex's thoughts wandered. He considered the other outfit he would we

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worked out favorably, wouldn't you say?" Pouring two glasses of scotch, James asked. Alex said, "Totally, Father,"

lex left his sleeping girlfriend Sarah behind as he snuck out of his luxury apartment as evening fell. He headed toward an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts

s father had pledged to stop. He still felt the difference. Sarah Harding slumped over her workspace in a crowded police area across town, surrounded by blurry reconnaissance pictures and case papers. Her blonde hair was tied up in a haphazard po

s the closest we have seen thus far with an obvious chance for "The Phantom." Should we be able to only identify him,

is getting more bold. At last he will make a mistake. Alex texted Sarah saying, "Working late again?" while she was talking. You miss me. Keep in mind dinner with Fath

acceptable to us financially." Alex's right-hand woman, Elena Vasquez stayed behind when his men left. "Boss, are you sure on this? Your father's campaign is going to complicat

tical ambitions. He was Sarah's loving boyfriend and backed her law enforcement path. He also went by "The Ghost," the most feared and elusive drug kingpin in the city. How l

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racing. "That's just great, honey. That makes me glad for you. Alex lie in bed looking at the roof while Sarah got ready for work. He thought of his father's fervent anti-drug speech, Sarah's relentless search of "The Ghost," and his own business based on the

ning. "Alex, dear! Your child My just meeting with the Police Commissioner was rather interesting. We have found the right story for our severe on-wrongdoing stage, I believe. Alex grinned, his phone feeling like a live wir

at the grainy picture of "The Ghost" in the precinct, Sarah had a gnawing feeling in the rear of her head. One of home was reminded of by the man's stance and his set of shoulders. She shook her head to discount

cture seemed to sharpen for a short second to reveal a pair of shockingly matching green eyes. Sarah hesitated; the second passed. As the picture went b

would wipe out their world. James Harding rehearsed his campaign speeches while blissfully unaware of the conflict developing inside his own family. Driven to crack the toughest case of her career, Sarah Harding gathered her case note