Abigail Roberts Rdr2 の小説・ストーリー

I'm sure she came here for another reason, that's how Abigail has always been. Abigail Martins. Well, I've known her since last year in highschool, even before I met Rowan. She was the sweetest kind of poison I knew. She claimed to be very close to me, but she's only out to ruin me. She's like the devil in my life. She's able to charm people with her beautiful smile and innocent looking face, but not me and Maya. "I'm sorry, Ruby" she apologised for what I don't know of. That's how she always starts.

"Then what?" Abby holds something to her back, and before Luke could respond, a cold metal muzzle was plunged into his forehead. “W-Who—” “It doesn’t matter, Lucas Carter,” Abby stated as she stretched her hand, where the pistol is, and pushed Luke. Luke could easily see the rifle Abby had when they maintained their distance. "What are you?" Luke's voice reflected his perplexity. Abby smirked. "I'm Rye's friend. y name is Abigail Smith or Abby for short. Excellent to meet you, Lucas Carter. Now, are we on the same page, or do you want me to put a bullet in your idiotic head?"

Drake grabbed the message, and immediately he reached for his wallet and removed some notes, placing them on her stretched hand. She accepted the money with a smile on her face. "I'm Abigail," she said and dashed off, leaving Drake in the middle of the secluded road. But Drake was shocked; he's very sure that's Zara, but it seems she couldn't remember him anymore or is she pretending? He watched as she disappeared in a distance and then entered the car and drove off, his mind filled with the thought of her.

Robin sighed and shrugged “Look, Abby, I'm not accusing you. I'm just… confused. You go out every day to look for a job when I get to work, and then come back home with a surprise package every once in a while and still no job. What am I supposed to believe?” “Are you insinuating that…” Abigail narrowed her eyes. "I don't know, Abby. I'm just saying it's very likely considering… you know, the environment here and how desperate you are to give Ellie a life she deserves. Most women will go to any length to…” "And for some reason you think I'm the kind of woman who would be ready to sleep with someone else in exchange for provisions and money?” Abigail pointed to herself and then threw her hand

Rubin swiftly glanced at Laura and back at Alixes, speechless. "I said who were you talking to?", Alixes shouted, nervously with teary eyes. " Go, on, tell her, it's me, Laura. You were talking to her friend, Laura Roberts. That's my name". Laura pleaded with tears in her eyes. Rubin stared at her perplexed. "Laura?", he mumbled softly and she nodded. Tears suddenly dropped down his eyes as well, "Oh. my God, what's happening? Can't believe I met you too over here".

Just a cot and a sink and a red surveillance dot blinking like a second heart. They shoved him inside. Hiss. Lock. Silence. --- RUINS – SAME NIGHT The storm had started inside Abigail long before the wind outside began to howl. Her hands trembled as she stared at the tablet screen. Static. Then a Citadel flag. Then... CONFIRMED: SUBJECT RU-Q3A-1120 – IN DETENTION. STATUS: CLASSIFIED. Abigail backed away from the table. A chair crashed behind her. ABIGAIL “No. No, no, no, he wasn’t supposed to get caught.”

Tardrain let out a deep breath, as he pushed himself forward slowly, stopping just a few feet away from her. “Why are you here, Abigail?” Tardrain groaned, his voice low and strained. Abigail rose from her seat gracefully, removing her white sunglasses. Her jaw dropped slightly as she stared at the man on the wheelchair. “Look who we have here…Tardrain?” She narrowed her eyes, trying to see past his disguise. “Is that really you?” Tardrain's finger tightened around the armrest. Without breaking eye contact, he lifted a hand and removed his black sunglasses and nose mask. He went ahead pushing his hair back, fully revealing his face.

“Anything else? I’m off to Rideten in a while.” “I know, I arranged the cars to be ready,” Rohan rose too. “Only thing is that Abigail came out of her room a couple of hours ago, with your mum. Both were dressed real nice. Asked for a car to take them to town. Abigail seemed her normal self.”

Robert sat nearby, ready to offer his support and guidance. "Abigail," Michael began, his voice gentle yet heavy with remorse. "I know that I've caused you so much pain and heartache. I can never undo the wrongs I've done, but I want to try to make things right." Abigail looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and skepticism. She wiped away a tear and shook her head, struggling to find words amidst the overwhelming emotions she was feeling. Robert spoke up, his tone kind but firm. "Abigail, Michael has made some decisions about what he wants to do for you, for Daniel, and for Daniella. He wants to give you a chance at a better life."

Russell hesitated for a moment before responding indifferently, "If Braylen said so, then stay." Abigail forced a smile. "Thank you, Russell. I promise I won’t interfere with you and Zoey." Russell didn’t look at her. "Leave." "Yes," Abigail nodded and left the study. As soon as she left, her expression changed completely. No longer timid, her eyes were cold, filled with determination. Passing Carolyn’s bedroom, she scoffed. In the next few days, she would send her to an early grave. Back in her room, she called her assistant. "Fernando, the hacker you found—he can ensure the surveillance can’t be restored, right?"