Over the next few days, TNN and countless other media went crazy over the Silverman case. William Silverman resigned as the CEO of Silverman Corporation, liquidated his shares and sold the Silverware to an up and coming startup company from Silicon Valley. The name Thomas Silverman became the most searched for words in the search engine and just about everyone had a story to tell about the mysterious murderous twin. Some claimed to have seen him playing in the slums as a child, others swore they had bumped into him at a prestigious boarding school in Europe and yet a few others would say he had been kept locked up in a bunker as a sexual slave to his crazed mother.
Thomas Silverman was swiftly given a life sentence without parole while his mother was slapped with a house arrest of 3 years for physical, emotional and mental abuse of her sons. Williams was set free on a hefty bail and seemingly disappeared from the limelight.
He neither ca
Dear Reader, Thank you for having read 'Smoke and Mirrors'. It means a lot to me that you gave this book a chance. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. It is because of your support that the characters of Rebecca, John (he's my favorite character by the way, what's yours?) and William were able to make it this far. If you enjoyed 'Smoke and Mirrors', do check out ''The CEO's Escort'. It exists within the same universe and some of the characters from 'Smoke and Mirrors' might make an appearance or two in that book. too! Once again, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. :) Take care and stay safe!
REBECCA Rebecca Grey closed her eyes and basked in the glow of the morning sun. She took a long, deep breath — only to exhale in a coughing fit. Damn this smog, she thought.
The elevator started moving down, and Rebecca could no longer see the bustling activities on the ground floor. Instead, the scenery faded to black. Rebecca gripped her sling bag tightly, not daring to move. John kept silent, knowing that this wasn’t the time for small talk. In a matter of seconds, the darkness was replaced by bright fluorescent lights. They’d reached the basement, and the elevator door slid open. Rebecca quickly stepped out and followed John to the corner where several police officers were gathered. One looked up from his notes and moved out of their way as they approached.Rebecca looked down at the vi
“Sit down.” William pointed to the guest chair. “You amuse me,” he continued.Rebecca forced an embarrassed smile. “Well, then, shall we start with the interview?”William sat in his gaming chair, interlocking his fingers. “Fire away.”
It was close to seven in the evening, and Rebecca had just finished showering. Her damp hair stuck to her breasts and shoulders as she rummaged through her closet for a towel. Her room was a mess. She finally found a fresh towel alongside a birthday gift that Jean, her best friend, had given her. It was the ultimate in lingerie, with a lace bra that was so sheer that Rebecca wondered why anyone wanted to wear it at all, along with a matching fishnet G-string. Of course, it was meant to be a joke. Laughing, Rebecca towelled her hair dry and slipped into the lingerie for fun. She decided to draft out her findings from this morning and binge watch on Netflix for the rest of the evening in this sexy lingerie.
It had been a long day, and he was drained. He wanted nothing more than to take a good rest and not think about the murder case. But he'd felt compelled to see Rebecca Grey again.The desire to see her had built up to the point that he'd cancelled his meeting with the board of direc
William heard Rebecca groan as he dug deeper into the kiss, his tongue delving deep into her mouth, moving in slow, sweet circles. With one hand steadying her back, the other slowly trailed down, and his mouth left hers to explore the base of her neck. He nuzzled at her throat, tasting both wine and sweat. Slowly, he unbuttoned the top of her damp blouse, which was clinging to her body like a second skin.
John Grant walked into the washroom and looked at the body of Suzanne Lee. He knelt, inspected her bloodied head, and shook his own. Like the first murder victim, Diane Walker, this victim never stood a chance. The murderer had struck her from behind, leaving a fatal blow on the head, and it appeared that she had died instantly from the impact. All bloodstains had been meticulously erased, and like the first victim, Suzanne Lee had her eyes stapled shut. Unbeknownst to many, though, John and his team had found some clues. Both victims wore the same brand of perfume, and both were rumoured to be romantically linked to William Silverman.
The two men sat across from each other in a brightly lit meeting room. William stayed silent, while John briefly glanced through a list that Sam had passed to him earlier on. A knock sounded, and Sam came in, along with William’s attorney.“Shall we start?” William asked, as his attorney sat next to him and opened his laptop.John placed his papers face down, leaned forward, and peered into William’s eyes.