Novel & Cerita Canserbero Death Scene

"After I dropped you off at home, I went home and Courtney was coughing up a storm. She was struggling to breathe and looked severely sick. "I took care of her till the next day. When she took a nap, I was cleaning and I found out what was wrong. She had pneumonia..." Damien took a deep breath before he went on. "I went upstairs to find her coughing out blood into a cloth. I asked her about it.

Karlos had tried to argue against bringing her, but I would not leave her behind. "The air is thick with grief," Sombra whispered. She climbed out of the car with her tail tucked low. I had never seen her act so small. Usually, she walked with her head high and her tail up like a flag. Now, she looked as invisible as I felt. I felt like an intruder. I felt heavy with a shame I could not put into words. I counted eighteen pyres waiting in the center of the field. My heart dropped into my stomach. Luciano had not mentioned the three people who died in the hospital earlier today.

A familiar picture on the TV, I increase the volume of the TV as I had muted it earlier. “…. 26th June 2024, on the Kingsway layout, one of the warehouses of the renounced Marco Alfonso property caught fire due to a bomb accident. It has been confirmed that those inside the warehouse were unable to make it out alive, as of the time of this report twenty-three deaths has been recorded including that of the gangster leader Marco Alfonso…." That was when my hearing went off. Twenty-three deaths, including that of the gangster leader Marco Alfonso, it kept repeating in my head. The only sound I could hear is that of a sharp metal hitting the floor.

Pointed it at his head. Sable grabbed the bag of evidence. Ran to me. "Together," she said. "Together." Dante raised his gun. Rex stepped out of the shadows. Shot. Dante fell. Blood spread across his chest. He did not move. Sable looked at me. "Is he dead?" "I do not know." "Should we check?" "No. We should go." We ran. The castle burned behind us. The evidence was safe. The truth was coming. And nothing would ever be the same.

His forehead was covered in blood, which blended with the rain and smeared across his entire face. Eli stood apart from all of it. He didn't even cry as he watched the doors close. He just stood in the rain as he watched the whole cremation process. I floated in the air, taking it all in. I then looked at Eli—his face pale but still full of life—and at the space above his head. It was completely empty now. That damned countdown had vanished. I broke into a smile, thinking that it was truly wonderful. I was glad that Eli was still alive, as it meant that my death hadn't been completely in vain.

Everyone wanted to know what that message I saw before the fall meant. Some said the Cassano Family forced me. Some said it was pre-wedding panic. Others felt something way more off. *** Third-Person POV Meanwhile, Cesare had no clue the livestream was spiraling. His eyes stayed locked on the "body" they'd just found. He dropped to his knees in the freezing snow, clutching the corpse with Noemi's face, refusing to let go. His cheek pressed against the icy wedding gown. Anyone who stepped close got shoved back.

He took me to the crime scene while saying, "I'm Benicio from north of Sao Paulo. We have some witnesses who said that they saw a man leave before all the cops got there..." When I saw the deceased person I was stunned. It was the same person who pointed the gun at me in the casino. How did he die? "I want to see the witness right now." He called a elderly guy and said, "His name is Heitor. He's the one who saw him." "Heitor, can you tell me what you said to those people?" he nodded and said, "I saw a guy dumping something into the trash and leaving in the car." "Do you remember the car plate number? try to remember..."

"I'm sorry, Vera. Goodbye." A single shot cracked the silence. Carlo fell. Blood spread across the floor, seeping into the photo in his hand. And everything went still. *** Back at the Lombardo estate, word finally came in. "Don... Carlo Quaranta... he killed Gina Chisari. Then he took his own life." The man handed over a photo. Luca took it. His face shifted. He turned to Vera, worried. Vera stared at the picture for a long time. Her eyes went red. No tears.

That bitch is dead! "You should thank me. Because now you can finally live happily with Carlos Fernandez, your true love, until death fetches you both" Kenzo said with a flat face, he stared at Bianca's body disgustedly. Kenzo took out a handkerchief from his pocket, then he wiped his hands as if they had been holding animal dung. After that, Kenzo looked back at the face of Bianca who had become a corpse, a lopsided smile on his lips. "And the two of you will join together in the ground!"

Cillian The memories I had with Bernando clouded my mind, I couldn't stop feeling bad for him, I looked at his bloody corpse on the cold white tile and felt pained that he had to die in my hands, but he caused his death, and his blood his on his hand, the mafia code can't be reverse because of one man, what would my men think of me if I let him live, what's the assurance he wouldn't come back to hunt me, blood ooze out his forehead, I hardened my emotions not to betray me, he needed money for Gwen surgery he should have told me about it, I would have let him have it in exchange for his hard work and loyalty, that I would do for my men, I watch his corpse laying helplessly on floor, Ethan rip