Like vomit of fur thrown by a cat, the two men were immediately thrown from behind the bushes and rolled over the deserted sidewalk. The two of them frantically got up and ran towards the opposite direction from the alley exit which was already filled with lots of cops. It was damn bad for both of them this time because while they were checking at Alma Emerson's house, a group of cops came to take the investigation and made them suddenly panic. "Damn, how could the cops come like ants swarming over sugar. There are so many of them." "You murdered her, Jim!" shouted Bratt. After they were quite far from Alma's house, they decided to stop for a moment while catching their breath and were still panting. Jim looked fiercely at Bratt next to him, he then punched Bratt in the arm as hard as he could. But unfortunately, it's just like a mother's hitting a baby's rump, very soft. “I told you I wasn't! I just took her money." “Didn't you hear what that
He was so satisfied because he succeeded in spreading terror on Harper who was so naive and innocent. She felt as delicious as the last time he remembered. Her tiny body always manages to send a tingle of passion that is so tickling. And every look that she gave him through her brown eyes, was like an invitation for him to come closer. To return to taste her delicious body in intimacy that is both thrilling and also intoxicating. That woman was astonishing. In years without seeing her, she's still as exciting as she used to be. Even now Harper was much more voluptuous with a full body that looked more and more sexy day by day. Jeez! He would go crazy if he couldn't get Harper for himself. His head now felt dizzy with excitement just imagining Harper's face and her body, always dressed in neat doctor's clothes. Now nothing else can stand in his way. No wife. No marital status. Only himself with his disabled daughter. Oh God, he wanted to be grateful for Heidi's condition in addition
The ancient house almost a meter high with weeds looked so gloomy from the outside. The color of the building has faded and the floor of the terrace which often creaks when hit by strong winds makes the house look so scary to anyone who passes in front of it. The chimney has been covered by a sparrow's nest which is sometimes used by some of the winged animals to live with their young. It is probably almost half a century old. A group of naughty kids sometimes threw stones at the porch of the house, then laughed derisively at the house that many believed was a haunted house. Many years ago the house belonged to an old woman who lived alone. Her husband was a war veteran who was killed on duty. And the old woman then lived alone in the house without anyone who could accompany her because the old woman had no children. Then one quiet morning, a man who owns a house not far from an old woman’s house feels a little suspicious of the oddity in the house. The old woman, who usuall
The man kept twisting his hands nervously over his thighs while waiting for someone he would meet this afternoon. Waiting is not his hobby. He always hated waiting. But waiting for someone who had given him wealth, wasn't something he could argue about. He was willing to wait for hours if it had to be someone who had given him wealth through the books he published. that man is truly noble. Axe never stops praising his savior who has given him millions of dollars in the past three years through the books he published. Read My Mind can be said to be a very strange work. A story that tells of a murder without a motive that is confusing but instead manages to attract the attention of so many people that the book continues to be published every year. At that time, he never thought about the success of Read My Mind, felt pessimistic, and did not want to work on it further. But then the man continued to force him and convince him that the book will become a book that brings a lot of dollars
This is crazy! This is crazy! So crazy! Harper had been cursing her decisions an hour ago. As she paced back and forth, she continued to nibble on her nails nervously and glanced anxiously at the clock stuck on the wall. She must have lost her mind when she asked Alex to be her partner at Amber and Tyler's engagement party. It was all because Amber kept terrorizing her and sending threatening messages. She would not be allowed into the ballroom without a partner beside her. And because of the stupid threat, she became impulsive by asking Alex to go to Amber's engagement party without thinking about the consequences first. "You're stupid, Harp. You really— idiot." The sound of the bell being pressed three times became a signal for Harper to stop her grumbling and immediately ran frantically to her room to get her heels and handbag. To be honest, fifteen minutes ago she had intended to text Alex if she suddenly felt unwell and wanted to cancel her plans to attend Amber and Tyler's e
At eleven o'clock Amber and Tyler's engagement party ended. But since ten o'clock Alex and Harper chose to say goodbye to the happy couple and go home first because Alex had to be home immediately to kiss Heidi goodnight. And just as that man planned, Harper would never have refused if he didn't forget to use his magic word. “We will stop for a while at the mansion. I need to check on Heidi. She's usually waiting for me to kiss her goodnight." "Isn't it too late for that?" Harper asked, glancing at her watch. She preferred if Alex drove her directly to the apartment. “My mansion is closer to this road, Harp. And indeed it is too late. That's why I don't want to make Heidi wait any longer." Harper knew that was a sign that Alex didn't want to be denied. But never mind, she could wait a few minutes to let Alex kiss Heidi goodnight. He was her father, and just like any other girl, Heidi would also have expected her father to kiss her goodnight. "
"Aren't we going too far?" Wingert's voice was barely audible to Bratt, who was busy munching a sandwich with top-quality ham and cheese at a five-star hotel provided by the Toronto police. The voices of the other visitors galloping because they couldn't wait to eat their breakfast obscured Wingert's voice, only to be heard a little by Bratt in front of him. "What did you say?" "Our action. Isn't that too much? We left Jim in that dirty-smelly prison." "It's not our fault," said Bratt casually. He continued to chew on his sandwiched bread while occasionally glancing at the sexy women walking around his table and Wingert. Bratt felt no guilt for the freedom and comfort he had managed to exchange with Jim. Let the proud man languish in prison to make up for all the wrongs he has done. Their petty rebellion in LA has tarnished their reputation. He even lost his job and was threatened that he could not find another job there until his reputation w
"I was told by your secretary that today you went to the police station?" He looked up briefly, but he returned as quickly as possible to his pasta plate. "I met that person. Alma's murderer," said Alex quickly. Alex looks different today. That was the first thing Harper could conclude when they met thirty minutes ago. This evening they ate together at a pasta restaurant to discuss Heidi's development. But instead of talking about Heidi, who is increasingly showing positive progress, Harper is more interested in talking about Alma's problem and the process of investigation. "You went to my office?" "I wanted to tell you about Heidi's progress. She did not overreact when Doctor George came. Likewise when meeting with the physiotherapist, Lily Lambert." "Very nice. Is Heidi already about to speak?" “Not yet, but soon she will speak again. I think she has put her trust in me." "That is my goal, to make Heidi trust you so I can bring you into our lives." Again. Harper felt heartbu