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Either way, tomorrow I’ll have answers to my questions. I arrived back home but I kinda felt strange. It felt like someone was watching me. I looked around in my surroundings but it was too dark to see. I ignored the nagging feeling in my stomach and I went back inside. I made sure to lock all my doors and windows before I went to bed. I was about to run up to my room when there was a knock on my door. I went back down and looked at the camera surveillance of my door. There was no one there. Strange since I was sure I heard a knock. I went to my front door and noticed there was a piece of paper on the floor right where there was a gap between the door and the floor. I picked it up and realiz

But when Vikram looked down at his own hand, the silver pocket watch was gone, replaced by a small, intricate golden key that had materialized in his palm—a key that bore the crest of the watchmaker's final, unwritten chapter. ------------------------------

It suddenly felt very real, people I'd know my entire life, watched my die and then throw me in the dirt. "Looks like we'll need to work on your trust issues. I'm not going to try and rape you." He stated, suddenly vanish from the room only to return seconds later, with a terrified woman in his arms. How did he do that? Instantly disappear and then reappear. Seeing the questions swimming in my eyes he answered. "I'll teach you but first," Twisting the woman in his arms so I could look at her. May Brownwood, this was the woman who found me with Michael. Who screamed her head off telling everyone who would listen that I'd killed him in cold blood. Shocked flooded her eyes when she saw me, and

“I need a warrant, chief, I need to know who Bruno’s employer, or should I get it myself.” The chief released a heavy sigh. “Is this about the fifteen year old murder case ,Ian? Let it go, damn it. Even if Sanders or Davis hired a detective like Bruno, do you think that they will do it through right channels? Do you really believe that you can find their names even if you flip over his office?” the chief said. “ by the way how is your investigation about the woman who was beaten and thrown into a rubbish container? I guess you have developments.”

“And I suggest you follow my example.” “I shall, Captain.” With a nod, Gabe ended their conversation and strolled back toward the end of the ship so he could finish watching the French vessel that was almost out of sight now. Over the past ten or so years, there had been many times he’d almost been captured by the enemy. One particular time came to mind. He was working as a servant to his friend, William Braxton. A mysterious woman spy had taken interest in him, which had excited Gabe. At the time, he thought she was trying to help Gabe and William, but she turned out to be evil. In the end, he had to kill her before she killed his friend.

Towards the end, Zoey asked, "Did you book the movie tickets?" "I booked it, it's a suspense movie," he glanced at his wristwatch, "it starts in forty minutes, and it will take us only half an hour to get to the cinema, so we have ten minutes left to buy popcorn and juice." Zoey raised an eyebrow, "Did you really never watch a movie with any other girl before?" "Have seen." Zoey blinked her eyes and asked, "Who is it?" "Carolyn, accompanied her to watch 'Wonder Bear'."