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Something sinister lay in the silence and Dan turned to scan the way. He wouldn't be caught off guard again. A shadow shifted in his periphery, and he turned as a man stepped from between two cars. Medium heights. Medium build. Well-dressed and carrying a briefcase. Not someone Betty would normally have noticed. Not someone she would normally have thought of as a threat. But these weren't normal circumstances, and everyone was a threat until proven otherwise. "Hey!" the man called out, offering a quick wave and a brief smile. "I've locked myself out of my car, and my cell phone is in it. Can you give me a hand?"

After meeting some old lady at a river who tells me to make three wishes that may or may not come true, I wonder what else life has in store for me. "So you say you're not new to New York city, right?" demands the driver for the second time. "No. I literally grew up here." "Means you were born here?" "Means I was." He nods, like this is the answer he's been expecting. "Nice." "Well, I'm from somewhere else." "Where is that?" "Illinois. In Chicago. Grew up in Little Italy. Where the mafia bosses terrorized those neighborhoods. That's where they get those crazy and scary nicknames from. Some called themselves The Prince. Scorpion, The Twister.."

That’s what saved you from ending up like those other poor guys. I just grinned and tapped my nose. Sitting alone at the kitchen table, I popped open a pack of ramen and flicked on the TV. "Today, our city was rocked by a spree of break-ins and murders, all targeting rich single men. The cops cracked the case wide open, rounding up a whole gang of suspects.” As I listened to the news anchor's report, I could not help but think there was some truth to the saying that after the storm is when the flowers bloomed.

" It just happens to be a coincidence that the gift given to you on your birthday contains the secret to Luke's demise and you happen to be a werewolf." "I know, right?" Daniel laughed. " This life is full of mysteries." "But how can we trust what is written on that paper?" Tomiwa asked sceptically. "Have you forgotten?" Annabelle spoke up." The book we read at Tisha's place. It said the warlock sealed the secret to killing Luke in silver and aquamarine. Daniel's necklace is silver and the W sign on it happens to be blue in color. Aquamarine is another color for blue."

Lookin' good girl! Instantaneously, a certain book caught my interest in Cryx's desk. My heart fluttered and my eyes twinkled, I grabbed the book and flipped some of its pages. Oh my! It's my Aunt's book! It was entitled, 'Agent Asteria', which was a mystery thriller. When it was first released last year, the bookstores had it sold out on the first day because of how much of a hit it was to the public, it got an outstanding review from the Times and even won awards internationally. Not to mention it's my favorite book of hers. It certainly deserves the title of 'best'.

My hands froze over the keyboard. It was just a secondhand marketplace. The message on the screen was from the buyer. He had already paid, and I had already shipped the item. The deal was done. What I sold was my girlfriend's DSLR camera. However, it seemed like what he wanted… was not just the camera. Messages kept popping up. "Hey, Chloe Hastings, what's wrong? Mad at me?" "Don't tell me you're getting too into the roleplay again. This cold attitude suits you. Still not replying?"

He got up, took his bath and reviewed his documents then ordered black coffee. By the time his coffee arrived, it was around seven-thirty in the morning. “Is today’s newspaper ready?” Mills asked the male waiter. “Yes sir.” The waiter replied while bowing. Alright, you may leave.” The waiter exited the room and a few minutes later he brought the papers to him. Mills opened the paper and the headlines read : THE CASE OF MISSING WOMEN AND CHILDREN, THE RISING FEAR. The headline read was about the increase in the rate of young girls and adult women who had gone missing for that month alone. The paper shed light on how the authorities have done little to nothing about the issue and let the culpr

"Besides, I don't like jewelry. You should know that, Cecil." Cecil bit her lips. He was telling the truth. Besides, none of them in the room knew the necklace held something. "That only leaves us with one last suspect." All eyes turned to Adrian, who had just spoken. Lena's heart skipped a beat. "Who?" Cecil asked. It was like her temperature rose each time someone suggested a lead to finding the necklace. Adrian's eyes flickered from one face to the other, then rested on Lena, his face serious. "Thane."

And God, the lie tastes like ashes on my tongue and stabs like a dagger into my heart. He gives a shocked laugh. “Are you making fun of my movie choosing skills?” "It was just an... unexpected choice." "I'll have you know How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days is one of my all-time favorite movies." "Oh, really? What are some others?" I shouldn't be asking this. I shouldn't care. I shouldn't be telling myself to make sure that I memorize what his next words will be. "Let's see. I love What Happens in Vegas, Bride Wars, Mr. and Mrs. Smith..."

“No doubt.” “What about those two small FedEx boxes?” “Most recent novels from Samhain Horror.” “Awesome. Those books I bought at the Webb County Library sale last week?” “Sorted into general and mystery fiction. Struck the mother lode with all those Mary Higgins Clark novels.” “We cater to all tastes, miss. Unless you like Twilight, 50 Shades of Gray or James Patterson. Folks want drivel, they can drive to Utica.” “Hey. I actually liked Twilight. It wasn’t all bad.”