"Everything is in place." Jason announced walking in the bedroom I was preparing for my mother.

I nodded sitting on the floor to unpack some of the things we've bought. "Thank you. Where is the screen? How do I see everything?" I asked raising my eyebrows at him.

"I'll show you later." He said and I looked at him suspiciously.

"I'll be the only one seeing things, right?"

"I will have access too." He stated and chuckled when I gave him the side eye.

I know that I have reasons to be suspicious about that.

"What? Do you not trust me? I'm not gonna spy on you. It's just a precaution."

"See, I'm not sure about that. You're a creep." I smiled. "Don't you dare use it, you pervert."

He shrugged and looked down at my phone on the nightstand when it started ringing.

"Who is it?" I asked as he see his face change in displeasure.

"Kevin."

I didn't say anything as my phone just kept ringing until it stopped.

"He, maybe, wants to meet up." I shrugged pulling out the silk sheets I bought for my mom out of their packaging.

"That's not happening." He said and the phone started ringing again.

"He's insisting. Why don't I just answer to see what he wants? I'll put it on speaker." I proposed standing and moving closer to him.

I took his silence as a sign to grab the phone and answer the call. I put it on speaker and sat on the bed as Jason crossed his arms across his chest before leaning against the wall.

"Hello?"

"Victoria? Hi. How are you?"

"Great. How about you?"

"I don't know. I need to ask you something." He said and Jason looked at me with an exasperated expression.

"What is it?" I asked and heard him let out a breath, not answering for a few second. "Kevin?"

"What did your mother tell you about your father?" He asked and I looked at the phone in confusion.

"Nothing. You were the one that told me everything I knew about my dad."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah she just says things about him not being far. But it's just because of her illness. Her memories confuse her sometimes." I explained even more confused by his question.

"Is that all?"

"Yes. Why are you asking?"

"N... Nothing. Thank you. Look. Can you come see me?" He asked and I looked at Jason who shook his head.

"I'm actually pretty busy right now. How about I get back at you?"

"Yes. Let me know. I really need to see you." He said and Jason narrowed his eyes at the phone.

"Okay. I'll let you know. Bye." I said then hung up.

Jason's eyes moved from my phone to me and I shrugged.

"Weird." I sighed placing my phone back on the nightstand.

"What is this dumbass playing at?"

I wiggled my eyebrows standing up. "He is maybe seeing my father's ghost."

"His conscious is playing tricks to him now?" Jason scoffed and I shrugged.

"Maybe."

"That's gonna teach his ass." He said making me laugh.

"You are so bad."

"He is the one asking stupid questions about dead people."

"He didn't say he saw my dad." I said grabbing the silk sheets and placing them on the bed.

"He was thinking about him. Did you hear the kind of questions he was asking?"

I shook my head smiling. "Well I hope he loses his mind. Come help me make the bed, please." I said and he nodded grabbing the two other ends.

**Third Person**

"Florine. I need you to come here right now. Something h-" Donovan started, pacing in the living-room, before his son cut him off.

"Stop calling me that!" He snapped. "And I don't have time for this. My studio was burned down."

"What do you mean? What happened?" He asked tightening his hold on the phone.

"I don't fucking know. There was a note talking about me sabotaging someone's daughter's work. Whose daughter's work did I sabotage?" He asked. "All my dirty works were for you, and my fucking work is gone. I though Victoria's mom was crazy and her dad was dead?"

"Listen. We're still trying to figure out what's happening."

"What do you mean 'what's happening'?"

"Look, I'll call you back." He said then hung up without answering. "Damn it!" Donovan yelled before throwing the phone against the nearest wall.

"What happened?" Kevin asked from the door frame as his eyes landed on the phone.

"That son of a bitch burned down Florine's studio." He hissed glaring at the phone on the floor.

"Just that name can be the reason his studio was burned down." Kevin said earning a deadly look from his brother.

"It was burned down because of the work you asked him to do. You had to drag my fucking kids into this mess."

"They are adults. They made their own choices. They wanted the money just as much. I didn't drag them into anything. Just like you." Kevin shrugged.

"What did Victoria say?" Donovan asked through gritted teeth.

"She doesn't know anything. But I'm gonna go see her tonight." He said.

He looked at his brother who still pacing, obviously not being able to stay calm.

"You need to calm the fuck down." He rolled his eyes throwing his phone on the couch and his brother turned to snap at him but paused.

"Kevin." Donovan said paralyzed as his eyes were glued to the left side of his brother's chest.

Kevin looked down and froze at the sight of the red dot sight on his chest. He clenched his jaw and slowly looked toward the window. It was coming from there but it was too dark to see anything.

"What the fuck?" Donovan groaned paralyzed as Kevin's phone went off.

None of them moved. It went off again and they still stayed on the same spot.

"Take it." Kevin whispered still paralyzed. "Take the damn phone." He snapped and Donovan slowly grabbed it and tensed even more at the message.

From Unknown number
Don't even think about it. Stay the fuck away from her.

Donovan read the message out loud and looked back at Kevin. And then the dot went away. They both let out sighs in relief.

Donovan just dropped on the couch. "Dead, my ass. That son of a bitch is not dead." He said lowly as Kevin moved away from the window still clenching his fits tightly.

"Why is it so impossible for you to think that it could be the Knights?" He snapped, refusing to believe that a man considered dead would be the cause of all these.

"Because this is his style. He makes you lose your mind before killing you. You better leave Victoria alone or you're a dead man."

"They must have microphones here if they heard us."

"They? You're delusional." Donovan laughed humorlessly. "Well fuck you. If it's Steve, he'll kill us either way. That son of a bitch is nuts. And I don't plan on waiting for that."

Kevin glared at his brother, being two seconds away from punching him. "I can't think because of all that fear you're projecting. Calm your ass down."

"You don't know him that well. That's because you were too busy driving expensive cars and eating with gold spoons most of your time. You know him but you didn't see what he is capable of. He is a sadistic motherfucker. So, if you want to stay and keep following the plan, go ahead. I'm out."

"What the fuck do you mean you're out?" kevin snapped as Donovan stood up.

"That means I'm out. If it was only the Knights, I would stay. But I'm not doing this shit with Steve. When he talks about cutting your fingers out, he fucking means it. I can assure you that if you don't throw that cutter away, it's the one he's gonna be using. I. am. out."

"You coward! Is that how you decide to act now?" Kevin hissed as his body started shaking in anger. "You just run away."

"Say whatever you want. You just don't who you're dealing with now. Like I said, fuck you." He said finally moving toward the door ignoring his brother's deadly gaze on him.

Kevin just in the middle of the living-room shaking slightly before angrily walking to the window and pulling the curtains shut.

Fucking coward.

"Son of a bitch." He muttered and jumped slightly at the sound of his brother's piercing scream.

He didn't waste a moment and ran to the door to find his brother on the floor. Donovan let out a loud scream holding onto his leg.

Kevin froze for a second as he realized that blood was coming out of the back of Donovan's knee. He immediately went to his knees and ripped a piece of his shirt and applied pressure at the bad of his knee.

"He fucking shot me." Donovan snapped as Kevin took his phone out.

"Don't fucking call the hospital What are you gonna tell them. You already have a record." Donovan snapped angrily. "Call Samuels." He groaned and let out another cry as Kevin applied more pressure to the wound.

Kevin nodded and made the call before hanging and angrily looked toward the darkness hidden behind the trees on the other side of the house.

"Fucking coward! Show yourself. Why the fuck are you hiding!?" He yelled trying to look through the darkness between the trees.

He waited for a few second but froze completely as the man stepped out of the dark and came closer to the light with a cold expression. He stared at them coldly not saying a word.

"Fuck!" Donovan sobbed throwing his head back. "I fucking knew it." He muttered as the man stared at them coldly while placing his weapon to the ground.

Kevin just stared not saying a word and for the first he really wished his brother was wrong. His whole body tensed as his eyes stayed glued on Steve's face.

"What the fuck do you want?" He asked as his nostrils flared.

"Leave us alone." Donovan while looking from his injury to the man standing there with a hard expression on his face.

"No. I'd rather kill your white asses." He muttered before walking away from them.