Valerie woke up in the ambiance of a dim room, dimmed by candlelight. She felt dizzy and a little nauseous, then blinked her eyes, feeling confused and disoriented.When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was in a deep dark room lit only by the flickering candle light at the foot of the bed. Her memory flashed immediately. The memory in the eerie kitchen made her startled and sat up from the bed, only to realize that her hands and feet were tied to the head and feet of the bed.Valerie stared in fear. Both hands and feet were spread apart on the feet and head of the bed, each one was tied with a handcuff. She was even more terrified when she realized that she was only wrapped in a black silk blanket, which when she moved, it rubbed her body directly, making her realize that she was completely naked under the blanket.When Valerie looked up, she saw that terrifying scene unfold before her eyes. Right at the large table attached to the foot of the bed, nine blue candles arranged

“Stupid!” George pounded the table angrily in front of the two agents, who were now sitting with pale faces in the room that was usually used as the interrogation room.The news is like bad things that grabbed George and immediately burned him. The two agents just woke up with a headache in the morning and then they realized that Valerie was gone.Gone!God! He spent months looking after her and making sure she was safe, but now, just a day when he left Valerie, The Slayer managed to kidnap Valerie from behind his back!What happens to Valerie now, no one knows. George wrung his hair in frustration.Is Valerie still alive today? Or is that woman now a cold corpse, dumped or buried somewhere undetectable? George shuddered at the thought, he shook his head subconsciously.No, it won't! As long as there is no proof that Valerie is dead, George will always believe that she is still alive. After all, the files his superior had shown him gave some assurance that The Slayer might not kill Va

“We've searched all the houses around here that were bought on behalf of foreign businessmen. There are a lot of them, but we've narrowed it down only to the houses that were bought in the last few months.”May, one of George's men, looked at her boss nervously. “The data is too extensive. We do not know whose name to trace. Without definite data specifications, we have to check thousands of houses.”George took a deep breath. “And even then it doesn't necessarily work. It could be that The Slayer buys or rents a house on behalf of someone else, or uses a local name, so we won't be able to track it down.”George's gaze wandered, staring at the vague photo of the killer posted on the white board of his office. “Okay, May, you can go. Let me know the results of the team's investigation later.”May gave her boss a look full of admiration for a second before walking away from his room. George was his most handsome and young boss. Usually the man always seemed calm and in control, leaving

George and his team are desperate. They couldn't find a trace of Valerie anywhere. The Slayer seemed so cunning and skilled at hiding that they couldn't track his whereabouts. In the room, George was pensive and wringing his hair in frustration.His subconscious has even thought that Valerie was killed by the heartless Slayer. Angered by the thought, George rose to his feet, grabbed his jacket and put it on, and stepped outside. He needed coffee, otherwise he might die of frustration.With long strides he came out and over the sidewalk. The cold wind immediately hit his face, carrying water vapor. George tilted his head up and saw the dark and overcast sky.It will rain soon. His mind was wandering as he stepped into the cafe he had been subscribed to. The cafe was at the end of a busy street so it was quite busy. Even though it is a little crowded and busy, it does provide excellent coffee. The aroma is fragrant and thick with a vegetable cream that is very suitable when combined.Ge

“I began to worry about the existence of Miss Charlotte who was too close to Miss Valerie.”Don glanced at the monitors that displayed the surveillance cameras in this mansion. On one screen is a video where Charlotte is still standing with her whole body tensed in front of Jose's room, staring hatefully that way.Jose also looked at the screen and shrugged his shoulders. “I had tried to make her realize that her obsession with me was a hopeless hope, but she seemed too ignorant to accept the truth.”Don nodded his head and looked at his master anxiously. “He could jeopardize the whole plan.”“So get people to keep an eye on her, lest she plan something we do not know.”Don looked at her in agreement. “I will watch her. I have the feeling that she has no good plans.”Suddenly, amid the silence created between Jose and Don, the phone on the table rang. Only certain people know the telephone number and only important news can be conveyed over the phone.“Yes,” Jose answered the phone br