Is this destiny?

~ Reno, White family villa ~

In the morning, Jeff, JoAnna, Sarah and Aiden had breakfast next to the swimming pool.

Elanor and Oscar still didn't come out of their room, it seems they decided to sleep in.

Sarah was checking on her laptop online sources for news about Spirit Pavilion Nightclub. "Nothing unusual online. Just like you predicted, no one called police or alerted the media. Based on this, last night was a regular evening… nothing happened." Sarah praised Jeff for knowing in advance that no one from last night will call police. Even if they did, Sarah deleted all video surveillance that has four of them recorded, as well as any records of them being in VIP room. Based on the evidence, they were not there.

Sarah thought that they went easy on Will. They didn't do anything to him, at least not physically. In Sarah's opinion, if you want to punish someone there needs to be some beating up involved. In that way, even if their mind decides to forget about it, their body will remember it. "Is it OK to leave William just like that?"

Jeff nodded. "Everything he has was tied up to that club. Now he has no money, he will close the club."

"What if he gets a loan from someone?" JoAnna asked an obvious question.

"He won't." Jeff's confident tone assured all of them that he has this under control.

Sarah closed the laptop and stood up. "All right! Last few days with you were fun…" She looked at JoAnna and Jeff. "It's time for us to finish packing and head out for the airport. Our next adventure awaits! … Take care of my sister." Her last few words were for Jeff.

"Of course." Jeff responded with a smile.

JoAnna leaned back into Jeff's embrace and watched as Sarah and Aiden walked away. Sarah was chatting excitedly, and Aiden wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. JoAnna sighed when they went inside villa.

"Are you sad because they are leaving?", Jeff asked.

"Worried." She corrected him.

"What is there to be worried about? Two of them are going to Las Vegas, together. Worst thing that can happen is that they get married." Jeff chuckled.

"You think it's funny, if that happens?"

"No… not funny. More like impossible." Jeff admitted his thoughts. Both Sarah and Aiden are irresponsible and only looking to have fun. How can they think of anything serious such as tying the knot?

"Hmmm… looking at your brother, I would not say that it's impossible. But my sister still has a long way to go. She does not see it coming."

Jeff thought about it for a moment and shook his head in disbelief. There is no way that Sarah and Aiden will get married. Right? "Whatever happens, those two can take care of each other just fine."

"True." JoAnna had to agree with Jeff on this. Sarah and Aiden take care of each other.

JoAnna thought how with her and Jeff he is always the one protecting her. Beating up people, arranging bodyguards. She feels safe with him, but she feels useless, always in a need to be protected. JoAnna repeated to herself that she needs to get stronger, faster, smarter, bolder, so that she can stand proudly next to her man and not always be the one who needs to be protected. "I hope that one day I'm strong enough to take care of you."

Jeff smiled and kissed top of her head. He thought how JoAnna is silly. "You are already taking care of me. Last night you were fierce."

JoAnna turned to face Jeff and looked at him in disbelief.

He continued. "You found out that drinks are spiked, took care of Roxy, that waitress and the bartender, and you even disabled Will when he was about to attack me. How is that not considered taking care of me? You are amazing, and I'm lucky to have you." Jeff lifted her chin and lowered his lips on hers.

~ Reno, Cox family villa ~

In front of the Cox family villa, Timothy Cox is in his black Mercedes. His hair is messy and clothes full of creases. His sorry appearance is due to him spending the night in the car.

Yesterday afternoon he tried getting back into the Cox family villa, but Stacey locked the doors and dismissed staff. He was not able to get inside. No matter how much he banged on the door, no one opened.

Eventually he gave up and went back into the car.

After some contemplating, Timothy got an idea and called his mistress, Sabrina Welsh. She didn't pick up his calls, so he decided to drive to her home. The maid told him that Miss Welsh is not home and closed the door in his face. He heard some laugh from the side of the house and went to check it out. He found Sabrina in the garden with two other ladies, enjoying tea and some pastries. She was not happy to see him. Sabrina threw teacup, several forks and few smaller flowerpots at him while screaming that it's all his fault for her empty offshore accounts and that she does not want to see him ever again.

Timothy felt that he has no other choice but to retreat. He went back into his car and drove to Cox family villa. He waited for someone to come in or get out, or any other sign of activity. He waited for a long time. Timothy kept himself busy by coming up with different curses he would say to Jeffrey White. That smug son of a b*tch who cost him everything he had. Timothy even made few evil oaths about getting revenge for what happened. Eventually, fatigue won, and Timothy ended up sleeping in the car.

Back to present.

There are food wrappers on the floor of Timothy's usually spotless black Mercedes. He knows that his wife and two daughters are inside house. He saw them through the windows when he peeked in.

Now he is thinking of a plan to get in the house. His things are inside. His family is inside. He wants to get in.

While he was thinking of a plan, one dark gray limousine stopped in front of the villa, followed by two police cars. Timothy came out of the car to see what the commotion is all about. He reached front entrance just in time to hear that they have an arrest warrant for Lindsay. They took her away under charges of attempted murder on JoAnna Hill.

Timothy felt rage burning inside him. Few more curses appeared in his mind directed toward Jeffrey White.

Only when police left with Lindsay in the back seat of one car, Stacey noticed her husband spacing out in front of the house. She started throwing random items at him while screaming profanities.

Timothy's survival instincts kicked in, and he dashed back into his car. Stacey was still unstable, and he would not be able to talk with her even if he got into the house.

Timothy was sitting in his car feeling completely lost. What can he do? He lost his company, money, family… the only thing left was rage which was swelling within him. He opened glove compartment and pulled out a gun.. Without much thinking, he drove toward White family villa.