Jace Hudson read through it and placed the phone down. He stood by the window and looked outside the window. Somehow, staring out of the window seemed to instil calmness within him.

Everything seemed to be tangled up like a spider web. On one hand is Arianna and the guilt that roared in his conscience like troubled water.

And now, some anonymous scoundrel was threatening him. This is the second text he received that morning. One was sent to his mail and this ...