"Mr. Davenport, Sr., we found a piece of metal in your body—in your eye."
Alaric Davenport was stunned. 'So, our every move has been under surveillance.'
"No wonder one of my eyes has been blurry. I just thought it was old age."
"When did this start?"
"A little while ago."
Alaric Davenport sank into thought. 'It must have been planted when he was unconscious so he wouldn't notice.' "Can it be removed?"
"It could damage the cornea."
"Do it," Dexter Davenport said with unshakable resolve, striking the floor with his cane as he stood up.
Alaric Davenport silently clenched his fists. 'For my family's sake, I can't wait any longer.'
He made a call. "Begin."
...
Today was the first day of filming for Rosalind Lowell, and she was surprised to find that the male lead was Michael.
"Michael!" she exclaimed, pleasantly surprised. "What are you doing here?"
Michael arched an eyebrow at her. "Surprised? I'm the male lead."
"You've changed a lot these past few years."
