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Wilson asked, his face grim. “Mr. Gillete, Langley is dead,” Gabriel replied faintly. “He was killed by Mr. Yarde.” Wilson’s face turned pale. “That’s impossible!” he shouted fearfully. “Langley is the second strongest fighter of the Allens…” He pulled his phone out in an attempt to call Langley. However, Gabriel took Langley’s phone and waved it in front of him, sending a chill down Wilson’s spine. “Kayson was even able to kill Langley…”

He paced the room. “I want Sarah Lee here tonight.” His jaw tightened. “This has Dennis written all over it.” Before Lisa could respond— Jordan’s phone rang. He stopped. The number was unfamiliar. But something about it felt… intentional. He answered. “Yeah?” A calm, composed voice came through. “This is Sarah Lee.” Jordan stiffened. “Sources confirm Singer Gibbs carried out the assassination.” His grip tightened on the phone. “And?” “Dennis Rothschild ordered the hit.” Jordan’s vision went red.

Even when he wasn't happy and it was obvious, he kept telling himself he was happy that he was happy. Everything he wanted was to live a happy life, with his mother, father and siblings. But he knew that would never happen. Since Gabrielle and her son Michael entered into the family seven years back, things had never been the same. His mother was proclaim dead by his father but still living somewhere. His elder brother died at school in Spain, a death no one would want to experience even the devil himself. It was considered as homicide, his throat slit, trace of illegal drugs found in his body system with bullets found in his brain, heart, liver and lungs. His neck bent to an awkward directi

The oppressive aura around him grew even heavier, as if the sky itself were collapsing, forcing those present to the brink of coughing up blood. Then, under everyone's horrified gaze, Cain slowly made a call. Closing his eyes in pain, he said, "Alistair… Gabriel is dead. His body was torn apart. And we still haven't found the killer…" At that moment, everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

When he had screamed that he hated her and aimed the gun at her Gabe had not hesitated to pull the trigger. He had never imagined in this lifetime or the next that he would be able to take another person's life. He was not a killer and never would be, or so he had thought. But when it had come between Abby dying or her father, Gabe had pulled the trigger without a second's hesitation. The bullet had entered the back of the man's head, killing him instantly.

he asked, his voice filled with empathy. I took a deep breath before responding, "The day when we heard the news of Gabriel's death ." Kevin's eyes widened in shock, his hand reaching out to comfort me. "She fainted because of shock, and I asked doctors to run a few tests," I continued, my voice trembling. "That's when we found out." Kevin nodded, his grip on my hand tightening in support.

A few days later, she heard that her new heart had come from Bianca and that Gali had died upon his arrival. Gaby has difficulty taking medication due to extreme sadness, stress, and depression. She blames herself for her brother’s and cousin’s death. She later accepted that an accident occurred and that Gali and Bianca did not only die in that accident, but many others were also Gali and Bianca die in that accident, but many others also were pregnant, had children, and were about the same age.

Gibbons conveyed as he began to offload the contents of the trolley onto the table. “What happened?” I asked with genuine curiosity. He went silent for a few seconds and then said, “My wife and daughter happened. We had gone hiking deep into the hills and didn't notice the small cliff in front of us. We had fallen and I just watched as my family bled to death without being able to do anything to help.” My heart instantly went out to him. “I'm so sorry about your loss.” He looked up at me and I could clearly see the haunted look of hurt and regret in his eyes. It easily mirrored the one that I normally see in my eyes every morning.

Gary finished his pint. "Well nice talking to you Millie, I'm sorry our chat wasn't as nice a subject as it could have been. Bye." "Oh yes bye nice chatting to you." Millie watched Gary walk away he said goodbye to his friends and disappeared through the pub. She still didn't have an answer to what happened after Sabrina had died, Sophie said that Gabriel was ill, they didn't see him for six months. Was that because he was coming off the drugs, she had no clue how long that took if you were going cold turkey or whatever you had to do get clean. The story Gary had told her was a great deal to think about.

The ghost-hunting guests left the office, leaving Donny and Gabby alone. The silence stretched between them. Donny looked over the documents they’d left. He knew about her ancestor Olivia committing suicide and her mother’s tragic car accident. He sat looking at the list of tragedies. They didn’t occur to a few generations, but all the generations. None died a natural death or by disease. “Gabby, I’m not ready to lose you yet.” “Donny, it’s okay. We have years yet. This is the closest anyone in my family understands the curse.”