Dennis Creevey 소설 & 이야기

The afternoon was filled with more witnesses to testify to the defendants' characters. Evelyn slaughtered them all on the stand and turned them into noncredible witnesses when their criminal history came up. We were dismissed and sent home for the day as 5pm hit. I wasn’t sure whether to go to Logan’s apartment or the hotel. I found myself back at the hotel and tried to call him. However, he didn’t answer my call. Was this karma for me ignoring him?

"Ah, yes, of course, sir. Larry, our manager, will be right with you. I will uh- take you to him." Donovan and his men marched behind the nervous young guy who seemed to be in his late teens. They started to leave the counter and approach a bright corridor. Meanwhile, Larry, the manager, emerged from his office, his expression a mix of awe and delight. He knew an expensive customer when he saw one and the dashing guy approaching with his men was one. Needing to make an impression, he adjusted his rumpled shirt in a futile effort to appear presentable, but the sheen of sweat on his forehead betrayed his anxiety which strangely, he could not explain.

Grimacing, Trevor tossed the controller in his hands across the room after switching off the large TV on the wall. He rose from where he sat and stepped to the middle of the room. Tilting his head, he thought back to what was said by the reporter. Several more bodies had been found dead at the elite clubhouse and Trevor knew who they were even before the names were revealed. He wondered how long it had taken for them to get to see the now decomposing bodies of Tricia and Lauren.

Shouldn’t it be a big fight on such an occasion? Moreover, with Briewood’s power, rallying thousands of people with a phone call could be done in just a matter of minutes, right? However, Dennis actually held back. He even kneeled and begged for mercy in public? It could only be said that not only was this guy a character, but he was also a tough person. “Let’s go!” Dennis stood up after apologizing and turned around to leave the scene. He walked away quietly, without even looking at Harvey, but his face was dark and full of resentment.

Behind her were two men, Dennis Hodges and Albert Smythe. Dennis was a big framed man with a thick, black and neatly trimmed beard. He had lived in Dorsal Finn all his life, and before his job as handyman at Bramwell Hall, spent a fair few years of his adult years drunk on Cinders Cider and sleeping rough because he could never quite remember where he lived.

"There is someone who helps me. He is Mr. Fernandes." Diana followed where George pointed, and it turned out to be directed at the man currently driving their ship. "Thank you Mr. Fernandes for your help," George said earnestly. Fernandes, the man who also knew the murderer of Alpha Stevan's father, bowed respectfully when he saw Diana. All the information George had gotten, including everything about Pack Delonix, had come from that man. He was a former Pack Delonix member who had escaped on the day Alpha Stevan's father was shot. He was the only witness who clearly saw the incident.

Coleen nodded, “he’s a changed man, Ren. You know I’m always on your side but I also saw how it broke him when you left. He’s just starting to come back to his old arrogant self again when he learned where you were.” We both giggled lightly, I clearly remember how arrogant Devin was. That sexy devil who fired me six times and came looking for me when I finally left. How can I forget? Hell, I even know his perfume! That’s how crazy in love I was with him - still crazy, I don’t know if in love. “I gotta warn you, Ms.Holland is in his office right now,” Coleen pressed my shoulder gently as the lift halted on the floor of my destination. Just hearing her name made my insides clenched awfully. Sh