The billionaire's bodyguard (MxM)

part 27

         AFTER TWO WEEKS
Ethan has fully recovered As Davis sits beside Ethan's  bed in his room, his thoughts consumed by worry and frustration about what has happened recently, his phone suddenly rings, startling him out of his reverie. He glances at the caller ID and sees Ryan's name flashing on the screen.

"Hey, Ryan," Davis answers, his voice tinged with anticipation.

"Hey, Davis," Ryan replies, his tone urgent. "I've been doing some digging, and I think I might have a lead on who tampered with Ethan's brakes."

Davis's heart skips a beat at Ryan's words, a surge of hope coursing through him. "Really? Tell me everything," he says, his voice eager.

Ryan quickly outlines the information he's uncovered, detailing a potential suspect and their motives. Davis listens intently, his mind racing with possibilities.

"Thanks, Ryan. This could be a major breakthrough," Davis says, gratitude evident in his voice.

"I'm just glad I could help," Ryan replies. "Take care, Davis."

As Davis hangs up the phone, he turns to Ethan, excitement bubbling up inside him. "Ethan, Ryan thinks he's found a lead on who tampered with your brakes," he says, his voice tinged with hope.

Ethan's eyes widen in disbelief, a mixture of surprise and relief washing over him. "That's incredible, Davis! What did Ryan say?"

Davis quickly relays the information to Ethan, his words infused with determination. "He's got a suspect in mind and some solid evidence to back it up. We might finally catch the person responsible."

A sense of urgency fills the room as Ethan and Davis exchange determined looks. They know they must act quickly to follow up on Ryan's lead and bring the perpetrator to justice.

With a firm nod, Ethan rises from his bed, determination shining in his eyes. "Let's do this, Davis. We're one step closer to finding the truth."

Davis nods in agreement, a fierce determination burning in his chest. Together, they'll stop at nothing to uncover the truth and ensure that justice is served. And as they set out on this new chapter of their journey, Davis knows that their bond will only grow stronger in the face of adversity.

With a sense of purpose driving him forward, Davis makes his way to the address provided by Ryan, his mind buzzing with anticipation. As he arrives at the location—a nondescript building tucked away in a quiet corner of the city—he can feel his heart pounding in his chest.

Stepping inside, Davis is greeted by a dimly lit garage, the air heavy with the scent of grease and gasoline. He approaches a desk where a security guard sits, his attention focused on a row of monitors displaying footage from security cameras scattered throughout the garage.

"Excuse me," Davis says, his voice steady despite the nerves coursing through him. "I'm here to see the security footage from last week. I was told there might be something relevant to an investigation."

The security guard eyes Davis warily for a moment before nodding curtly and motioning for him to follow. Leading Davis to a small office tucked away in the corner of the garage, the security guard gestures to a computer screen displaying a timeline of recorded footage.

Davis quickly scans through the footage, his eyes narrowing as he zeroes in on a particular clip from the night of the accident. The image is grainy, the figure obscured by shadows and darkness, but Davis's heart skips a beat as he catches sight of a man dressed in black clothing, his face concealed by a mask and cap.

"Can you enhance that image?" Davis asks, his voice tense with urgency.

The security guard nods, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he zooms in on the figure in question. With each keystroke, the image sharpens, revealing more details of the mysterious individual.

As the figure comes into focus, Davis's breath catches in his throat as he recognizes the telltale markings of a license plate on the man's car. With a surge of adrenaline coursing through him, Davis reaches for his phone, dialing Ryan's number with trembling fingers.

"Ryan, I need you to trace this license plate number," Davis says, his voice urgent. "We may have just found our suspect."

On the other end of the line, Ryan listens intently, his fingers flying across his keyboard as he begins the process of tracking down the vehicle in question. With each passing moment, the tension in the room mounts, the anticipation palpable as they await word of the results.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Ryan's voice crackles through the phone, his words filled with triumph.

"I've got a match," Ryan says, excitement evident in his voice. "The car is registered to a known associate of our prime suspect. We're one step closer to catching them."

As Davis hangs up the phone, a surge of relief washes over him, mingled with a fierce determination to see justice served. With the pieces of the puzzle falling into place, Davis knows that they're on the right track—and that nothing will stand in their way until the truth is revealed.

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As the pieces of the puzzle begin to fall into place, Davis and Ryan coordinate with the police to set up a sting operation to catch the culprits responsible for Ethan's accident. With the location of the suspects' hideout identified, they prepare to move in, their determination unwavering as they steel themselves for the confrontation ahead.

As the team of officers surrounds the building, tension hangs thick in the air, each member poised for action as they prepare to apprehend the suspects. With a silent signal, they move in unison, bursting through the door and flooding into the hideout.

The scene before them is like something out of a nightmare. Ethan's pictures plaster the walls, surrounded by notes and diagrams outlining the intricate details of the plan to harm him. And there, in the center of the room, stands the woman who had been threatening Ethan's life, her expression a mixture of defiance and desperation.

As the officers move to restrain her, she struggles against their grip, her protests falling on deaf ears as she's dragged away in handcuffs. Meanwhile, the man responsible for tampering with Ethan's brakes is cornered, his back against the wall as he realizes the gravity of his situation.

Davis's heart pounds in his chest as he watches the scene unfold, a surge of anger coursing through him at the sight of the individuals who had sought to harm the man he loves. But amidst the chaos, there's a sense of relief knowing that justice will finally be served.

As the suspects are escorted away, Davis's gaze finds Ethan, who stands nearby, his expression a mixture of disbelief and gratitude. Moving to his side, Davis wraps him in a tight embrace, holding him close as they both take in the enormity of what has transpired.

"We did it, Ethan," Davis says softly, his voice filled with emotion. "They won't hurt you again."

Ethan nods, his eyes shining with tears of relief as he leans into Davis's embrace. "Thank you, Davis," he whispers, his voice choked with emotion. "I don't know what I would do without you."

As they stand together amidst the chaos, Davis knows that they've overcome yet another obstacle in their journey together. And as they look towards the future, they do so with a renewed sense of hope, knowing that they'll face whatever challenges come their way, together.