Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

In a quiet corner of Beaconsfield, Annie played with her switchblade, her eyes fixed on the film crew in the distance. She waited until they had all dispersed before leaping down and wrapping her arms around Ricardo.

"Ricardo," she murmured.

Ricardo frowned, trying to push her away, but his resolve melted when she said, "Murray's gone, he's..." Her voice trailed off into sobs.

Annie's tears soaked through the fabric of Ricardo's shirt. He stood frozen for a few seconds before finally pushing her away and asking, "How did it happen?" ""Brielle did it."

Ricardo laughed, half-believing he was hallucinating. "Annie, are you pulling my leg?" Even with some skills, Brielle wouldn't stand a chance against Murray.

have I ever lied to you, Ricardo?" She raised her arms and clung to his waist. "Murray caught a bullet

night you asked me to take out Aubree Clements, you went after Brielle instead?" His voice

messed up, but I was on a job, okay? Don't be mad

respond when Annie's phone rang. It was Patrick, calling for a late-night meeting. As his secretary, Annie had

left. Won't you come back?" Without waiting for his response, Annie's gaze lingered on the film set as she chewed her

expected

and in desperation, she reached for another, only to realize she'd

glancing back at Murray one last time, missing her prime opportunity to strike. Brielle hadn't seen her face, so Annie could still masquerade within Dorsey International. Chewing her candy, Annie walked away with a heavy heart and sighed deeply. Despite numerous losses in the past, Murray had been different. Loyal and always by her side. It seemed she needed to find herself