Novel & Cerita Death Note Another Note: The Los Angeles Bb Case

Hissing in shock, I stop and take in their splayed open torsos, which are missing vital organs just as the others had. “Tabitha I’m assuming,” one of the detectives says, coming over to join me. “I’m Officer Leonard. I’d appreciate it if you would come in for questioning.” “Questioning,” I repeat, raising a brow. “And why the hell would I need to do that?” “This,” he says, holding up a note. “We have reason to believe that you are involved with all of this.” Not responding, I snatch the note from him and take in the words that are written on it while my heart drops.

Even though his disrespect fueled my anger, I desperately latched my lips to the bottle and gulped the water. “Can I trust you to be calm, Miss Pierce?” he asked moments later, his butt lifting off the table, his hand tossing the empty bottle to the side. “If you were me, would you be calm?” “Right.” He chuckled beneath his breath, and the darkish room suddenly felt eerier. “Miss Pierce,” slowly, he settled on the chair opposite me, “in case you forgot, I’m Detective Nate and I'm in charge of investigating the murder case of Carlos Santano, who was buried after a hit and run on Anmark lane on the thirteenth of October.”

East did not reply, he looked at Elize with a mischievous grin. "I'm going to the ladies' room," said Elize. East smiled. "Okay." Elize stood up and went to the ladies' room. ************ Dark gazed upon the other table in their office. He stared at Auie and Trans, who spoke cheerfully. Dark shook his head, picked up a file and read what was inside. As Trans said, every death list has a Vanessa Samonte alias Elize Mendoza in the middle. ‘This one is very reprehensible. Tsk! ’ - Dark thought