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Trace of ink Clearing Operation
Chapter 71: Clearing OperationShe went back to the car and found that Lora was out of nowhere. “Where’s Lora?” “Brought a coffee for you.” He said and she opened her laptop. A smile instantly formed on her lips. “Gotcha.” She whispered when she saw the one who was following her. “Did Fred stop following me?” “Yes, you’re on your own now, according to him,” Bald replied to her. “Prepare yourself, we’ll conduct a little clearing operation.” Soon as Lora got into the car she threw the coffees out and Baldo drove fast to chase the one who put poison in her drink. “Who’s that? Is it Constancio?” Lora asked but Fera shook her head and change her clothes. Prepared her gun and wore combat shoes. “I think it was him who killed Nana Felly.” She dropped and Lora started changing her clothes too. Baldo used to see Fera change but Lora was a little distracted. “Eyes on the road!” Lora shouted when he almost bumped a car in front. He traces the other direction to corner the motor
Trace of ink Epilogue
Chapter 72: Epilogue“Wow, the beauty still falls in love with the beast?” Little Laire amusingly said after her father finished reading the story. “Dad had read that story for a millionth time,” Laike the other little girl boringly whined and pouted. “Like, it’s the love story of our parents.” She exclaimed and Nick cringed his forehead. “Dad isn’t a beast, that’s not true.” Laike pushed her which made Nick nod and agreed with her daughter. “Mom is, it was just a little twisted.” Laire and Nick’s eyes widen and turned to his wife who was busy cooking for dinner. “Did I hear that right, Laire!” “I would very much happy to be excluded from this narrative,” Laike said and jumped down the chair. “Shut up, you’re not Taylor.” Nick only crossed his arms looking at his children. “Well, at least I’m gorgeous as her,” Laike said and placed her palm on her hip. “Well, we’re twin, what a shame.” Laire rolled her eyes with her twin’s nonsense remark. “You copied my face whe
Trace of ink Prologue
On a cold, lonely night, on the street filled with silence, a girl stood firmly right beside a rusty lamppost, unmoved. A soft wind blew her pale cheeks, some hair strands danced with its calm beat, she loosened the tight grip of her hands as a tear escaped, which she wiped violently. A silent fury was suffocating her, the cold breeze of the wind had nothing to aid her aching lungs. As she held her balled fist into a firm grip, her nails dug into her palm. When a sound of a vehicle entered her ears, she slid both of her hands inside the pocket of her jacket, hadn’t paid attention to how red it was. And took a huge breath to calm down her horses. She raised her right hand three o'clock angle and a bus stopped, someone went down. Too distracted with her flooded emotion to the point that she forgot she was actually at a bus stop. She hurriedly slid her hand in again and disregarded her burning cheeks. She was embarrassed and bit her inner cheek. She silently took the only vacan
Trace of ink Drowning in Loneliness
Chapter 1: Drowning in Loneliness She easily found her apartment since the bold number 9 was written above the door. She stuck her key and twisted the doorknob. Grunted in displeasure as the inside view came into her sight. And slammed her door; emphatically closed her eyes and harshly let some air go. After a long tiring trip and greeted by multiple shirts on the floor, empty bottles of alcohol, and the center table covered with junk food wrappers. While dust had taken over the whole place, switching the lights on would be more disappointing. "Uhm, I forgot something." "I haven't cleaned the room." Those words rang in her ears, which she hadn't paid attention to. Though, what other choice does she have? She softly massaged her neck and let out a heavy sigh. The former owner didn't bother packing his things, it was flooding with shirts and trousers, literally. "Knock! Knock!" Fera raised her eyebrow in confusion, who would knock on my door this late? She thought as she
Trace of ink Phone Call
Chapter 2: Phone Call THE NEXT DAY was another day of cleaning. Her hair was tied into a messy bond, in her new nighties, she roamed around to plan everything. Haven't changed into her daylight clothes, when she stood in her leaving room with a huge smile on her face, feeling proud of her cozy leaving room or should I say corner. "Kringgggg! Kringgggg!" A loud ring resounded, oddly the sound came from the couch, but there were none. Then eventually a black rectangular object lying on the floor came into her view. "Ops, poor you." She spoke as she bent down to pick it up. It was around ten, when she saw the unknown number, she instantly knew who it was, but choose to place her cellphone in her pocket. She continued to wander around her house and mentally listed all she needed. It’d be new curtains, paint, couch, center table- "Kriinnngg!" She mentally hissed in annoyance and snatched her phone out from her pocket. It was the same number, but she was not ready to answer it
Trace of ink Uninvited Visitor
Chapter 3: Uninvited Visitor IT WAS a fine morning when she woke up. Everyone is awake, unlike in the city, people usually function at ten in the morning. But here, you can already hear your neighbor sweeping their backyard. She placed her new paintings on her wall. She ordered a few pieces of furniture and it was continuously arriving. She heard a loud knock so she went open it. When she saw who it was, she attempted to slam it back. But he use the huge box to stop it. She unwillingly opened her door and let him in. Before someone spotted him there. "Are you dying?" Fera retorted, didn’t bother to greet her visitor. "You're father just died, you can't handle so much pain." His solid rebut affects her more than it seems. Her dead expression was still in place and she manage to maintain her cool. "What do you want?" "Don't be so sensitive, I was just catching up with you." He place the huge box on the floor and perused every inch of her place. "What a gigantic place,"
Trace of ink Perfect Crime
Chapter 4: Perfect Crime Gone Wrong "In her brassier,” she spoke. While the best friend smiled widely, then harshly unbuttoned one button of her uniform. She defiantly eyed her and Fera bravely mirrored her confidence. "Go ahead and check it." The police or maybe the detective stayed silent and watched every student in the room closely. Entrusting everything to his gut that he must trust the student named Fera. He just thought that she won’t make any false story. He could conclude that the girl named April was quite unstable. While Fera was cool and no hint of nervousness or hesitation. Fera looked straight at her face with a dead expression. While the best friend was smiling confidently. Everyone fell in silence. "Alright, to end this all. I'll go check it to clear my girlfriend's name." The boyfriend volunteered. Fera looked at him in disgust. But his girlfriend hurriedly stepped back. She was eyeing him with a grim expression. The officers were not dumb not to underst
Trace of ink Good Cook
Chapter 5: Good Cook “Well, I am hungry, obviously,” she said. As an attempt of saving her pride. While Nick nodded with an amused smile. He was having a good time, watching her in that situation. “If you hadn’t burned your sausage, you must have eaten by now.” He said with a wide grin on his face. And Fera was bitting her inner cheek in annoyance. “Whatever.” She was about to shoo him away but he started cleaning the pan and opened her fridge. He got the rice cooker and put rice and water on it. “What are you doing?” “Saving your stomach too,” he answered while busy doing those cooking things. He gathered two eggs, some leafy vegetables, and other seasonings. “You don’t need to do that, you know?” she softly spoke. She was somewhat speechless of his patience. Despite her sharp tongue, he was still here. “I know.” He answered. “I’m no pro but I can cook.” She lost her words, he still spoke kind and had no hint of irritation. Can’t find the right word to tell, and just
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