Davina Claire Death Novels & Stories

"Whatever you're seeing it's not her. It's the house." Serena blinked. The presence faded. The hallway went back to being just a hallway. Serena stood very still for a moment. Then she bent down and picked up her device from the floor. Checked it. Made a note in her book with a hand that was only slightly unsteady. "Claire was my colleague," she said. Not looking at Evelyn. "She died seventeen years ago. In a house not unlike this one." "I'm sorry," Evelyn said. "I should have been prepared for that," Serena said. More to herself than to Evelyn. "I knew the house would find something. I just thought I had buried that deep enough."

Right at the mirror too tall to look into without seeing every flaw you’ve ever hated. If I get a chance to escape— When I get a chance to escape. Because, no. I don’t believe Vivienne’s words. I don’t believe that death is the only way out of this dangerous world I’ve just been brought into. What is Claire doing? Are they out right now looking for me? Or was my disappearance also covered up cleverly? But no, Claire won’t buy any of that. She knows that I will not simply disappear without a word by choice, even if the worst thing happens to me. She will look for me and…

Devin asked with a satisfied smirk and realization dawned on Claire. "You mean you were the one who killed that vile man?" She blurted out in disbelief. By the time her man had tracked down the rapist, someone already killed him, and Claire never found out who did it. Even though her first thought was Devin, she had pushed it off, thinking he wasn't involved with it. She thought that it may have been someone else affected by that heinous man. But to know that it was Devin who did it… Devin looked at Claire, who was staring at him in shock.

And when my mother refused, when she chose integrity over survival, Claire killed her. Made it look like an accident. And got away with it. For twenty-five years. Until tonight. Until this USB drive. This evidence. This truth. My mother's death wasn't an accident. It was murder. And Claire Hoss was the killer.

David asked quietly, as if he was afraid to make Claire sad. She shook her head. "He recovered a few years after treatment in Arizona, but he died in an accident with me." She smiled wryly—letting sadness fill her heart again when she remembered Michael's death a few years ago, "didn't fate play an epic game on my life?" “Oh, Claire. I never thought that you went through all of that." "That's okay," Claire took a deep breath, "everything has already happened, and I won't be able to change anything."

"Claire....please calm down." Clarissa tried so hard to hold back her tears but she couldn't help sobbing. "I want to go and see...her." She said. "That was a year old Claire...she's no more," Devon said. "No...no...no...it's not possible...I mean...we were just thinking of a rescue plan to get her and now this?? This is not fair." Clarissa cried as she tried to push Devon away but Devon held her tight.

Chapter 93 OH NO!!! KARL'S POV " Stay with me, Claire." I whispered, holding Claire in my hands. She was still, and I was overcome with worry that she was about to die. "How was I going to tell Davis that his mother had passed away?" Gazing at her and shaking her to check for a reaction, I thought to myself. After the call, the driver came running up to where I was and requested me to stop shaking her. "What happened here, Sir?" he questioned.

Darren added, giving Claire a reassuring nod. Claire chose to shut her mind from everything that had happened. I should let what I don't understand and can't control out of my mind. There's something I need to figure out. She didn't die by accident; she knew something, Claire thought. Her feet lagged behind as she opened the door to the bathroom. Her skin felt raw, and she started bleeding. She didn't want Lucas to come rushing again, so she reluctantly took a shower, with every drop causing pain.

The name I want to escape from. “She is dead Claudia. Your daughter died four years ago. If you don’t recall.” “Yes, I do remember. My daughter died because of you. Her only crime was falling in love with the wrong man.” She screamed and her tears continued to fall. “I avenged Davina’s death. I killed those bastards. I killed the rogues who brutally murdered Davina in cold blood “. I yelled. “What else do you want from me?” I kept a calm voice as I can.

Claire said, looking at the paper she had taken from her purse. ‘Remove with extreme prejudice one Claire Dalton. Use the same tactic you used on the three sleepers. No one will know the outcome of her death, and this death is issued by her cousin Henry Weston. Make it seem like an accidental outcome. She was seen leaving Dynamic Entertainment with Julia Carlson, presumably on a lunch date. UPDATE: Claire and Julia is spotted in Shangri-la Restaurant commence operation. ’ Mr. Steven Trever, CEO Global Entertainment. Claire furrowed her brow in thought.