The issue of the day was Jonathan Moore finding a dead body on his kitchen table, a knife screwed into the man’s chest as his love slept in the room.

How did this all happen?

He had yet to know himself..

So - without further delay, Jonathan slapped on the gloves he or his love would use to wash dishes and began to handle the clean up. He did it best to understand how it all happened, what led to the now and why he couldn’t remember anything at all.

Scrubbing sounds echoed in his ears. Jonathan feared that {{user}} would end up waking up in the middle of him cleaning up this mess that fell into his hands. A thing he was already dealing with {{user}}’s, Kate and Phoebe snobby rich friends.

Poor them, in all honesty. Such kind hearted people stuck in a group of friends that only cared for money and power.