Have you found your wife?

The next morning, Natasha woke up to the news of what happened in the club on the TV as the anchor gave details of what had happened. A blurry footage of the inside of the private booth was played followed by the words of the witnesses.

Beside Natasha was the housekeeper with her hand over her mouth as she cursed at whoever it was that did something so inhumane to a living creature, a human being as if butchering an animal.

Natasha glanced at her with an expressionless face and started back at the TV with a more blank look and dead-cold eyes. The news on the TV did not move her at all but she wanted to laugh internally at the maid for what she said about the killer being inhumane. If she knew what that man was capable of doing she would not pity him one bit.

"Is breakfast ready?" Natasha asked drawing her attention from the screen.

"Miss...." She said turning startled, "I didn't see you there." She said again and Natasha nodded and stared at her waiting for her answer. "Yes, breakfast is ready. Should serve yours or will you wait for the master?"

Natasha looked at her and wondered when Reaper started eating or if he even ate at all. "Serve mine." She said. Not taking any chances by waiting for a creature She was not sure would even show up.

"Yes, Miss." the maud said and left hurriedly to have the good served.

Natasha turned to face the screen again and her eyes were even colder than before as she saw the name of the man on the screen. 'Bryan Whyte, A director of Wallace Group of companies, was brutally murdered in a strip club'. Natasha sneered and took the remote to change the channel.

"Do you like what you see?" Reaper's voice came from behind her. Looking over her shoulder, she saw him right behind her seat with his hands at his back.

"Very." She said with a smile. "He deserves it and more," Natasha stated and received a nod from Reaper and the place fell into silence with no one speaking.

The housekeeper returned to inform Natasha that her meal had been served. "Good Morning master." She greeted on seeing him standing there. " Shall I serve your breakfast?"

Reaper nodded and the housekeeper bowed and left to do her job. Natasha raised an eyebrow at him while he stared at her.

"I didn't know you eat."

"I don't need it," Reaper said and turned in the direction of the dining room.

"Yet you eat anyway," Natasha said following behind him.

********

Away From the Mansion of Reaper and Natasha, in the head office of the Wallace Group of companies, the directors from all sectors were gathered and waiting for the arrival of the new president, Nigel.

The news of the death of Bryan Whyte was a blow to most of them and they were worried someone was out to get them though it was yet to be proven so. While the others were just there because there was a gathering and wanted to know what they had gathered for.

If it was to discuss the shares of Bryan Whyte, then they were also interested in it.

Soon Nigel arrived and strode into the office. He was well dressed, looking nothing like the haggard man who did not get a wink of sleep at night.

He took his seat at the head with a bodyguard moving and positioning it for him. The noisy room went silent as soon he entered and all eyes followed him until he took his seat.

"I have heard of the death and murder of Whyte." He said going straight to the point. "His share will not be distributed and shared among you, they will be returned to the company."

"WHAT?!" Came the chorused exclamation from everyone inside the room.

"You heard me loud and clear so I advise you to look elsewhere and not at what belongs to the company," Nigel said and the directors looked at him with glares that could kill if it was possible to kill with just a stare.

"This is not fair at all." One of the directors protested. He and the others like him did not agree with the idea of just handing the Shares to the company, after all, they knew who it would be going to and it was the man who sat at the head of the table as the president right now.

"It is final, no argument," Nigel said relaxing in the seat like it was his right to do so.

The meeting came to an end with some of the directors leaving while cursing at him while the others stayed behind knowing that there was more to the death of Bryan Whyte.

"Is there something that we should know, President Stone?" Director Davis asked after making sure that everyone else who was not involved was out of sight and out of earshot. They all knew deep down within them that whoever killed Whyte was not only after him. They might also be on his death list.

"Watch your back and where you go from now on," Nigel said and frowned at the people sitting with him. He pulled out his phone and showed them the message he had received at night, the photo, and the message that was sent were seen and read by all of them.

Their frowns only got deeper after seeing the content inside the phone. "Who sent this to you?" a director asked.

"It was sent with Bryan's phone, the killer could not be traced. He left no fingerprints on the phone."

"Are we supposed to go into hiding now?" Another director said exasperatedly.

"Watch your back and know where you go. We don't know who the killer is or who he will go after next, we can only be cautious and act wisely." Nigel said. His mind was busy running scans of different people and faces who might betray and want to kill him and the others in the room. The prominent face is that of Natasha but he still refuses to believe she was capable of doing it. "Never be left alone and unprotected." He advised.

"Have you found the girl?" Someone asked and Nigel found himself tense. "Natasha, your wife have you found her?" He stressed and repeated the question.

********

Away from the Company,

In the police station of Ariz City, a team has been gathered to investigate the death at the club as it was not every day you find someone killed in such a way as if to pass a message to someone.

A Sergeant and a detective were put in charge of the operation and the team was divided into two. Sergeant Wills was to lead one and Detective Jones to lead another. The plans were put in place to start the investigation and they set out. One group headed for the head office of Wallace Group while the others went back to the crime scene to conduct a thorough investigation at the club.