Novel & Cerita Does Emily Prentiss Die

He crossed his leg over the other and relaxed. "So, have you gone to see your fath—I mean, Mr. Peterson today?" He asked Emily. "Not yet. I'll go later today." "I see." An awkward moment followed. "The doctor thinks he was poisoned," Emily blurted out, much to Dre's surprise who was just hearing that for the first time. "Really?" Edmund asked, his eyes flickering with interest. "And is he sure about that?" She shrugged. "He's a doctor." "Who could have done that?" Dre asked, perplexed.

"I don't know, Jackson. It was an anonymous tip-off. When we traced the line, it led us to Emily's phone, suspicious isn’t it?" He pulled out a phone encased in a transparent nylon bag and slid it across the table to Jackson. Jackson picked it up, his eyes scanning the familiar device. It was Emily's phone, the same one she used to carry with her everywhere. "This doesn't make sense," Jackson said, his voice shaking. "Emily died years ago in a fire. You know that, Officer." Officer Thompson's expression turned grave. "Yes, true. But her body was never found, Jackson. Never found."

"I don't know, Jackson. It was an anonymous tip-off. When we traced the line, it led us to Emily's phone, suspicious isn’t it?" He pulled out a phone encased in a transparent nylon bag and slid it across the table to Jackson. Jackson picked it up, his eyes scanning the familiar device. It was Emily's phone, the same one she used to carry with her everywhere. "This doesn't make sense," Jackson said, his voice shaking. "Emily died years ago in a fire. You know that, Officer." Officer Thompson's expression turned grave. "Yes, true. But her body was never found, Jackson. Never found."

Slowly, she dragged her feet to the bathroom to cry her heart out. ~ Jack watched the news and turned it off after he had heard the news of Mr. Smith. The door to his office opened and Emily walked in with a wide smile. “Baby,” she called excitedly as she walked to him. She kissed him on the cheek as she got to him and sat on his lap. “Guess what?” she asked with a smile and he raised his brow. “Mr. Smith is dead?” he replied and she furrowed her brows. “Yeah, I saw that. What is my business with that?” she asked and Jack stared at her in disbelief.

She leaned against the door, crossed her arms, and stared at me. I didn’t say anything. What was there to say? I wasn’t in the mood to listen to any of her games. She was probably here to spy on me or check if I had anything to spill for Matteo. But after a while, she spoke. “Emily is dead.” Her voice was cold, like she didn’t care what effect those words would have on me. My head shot up, and my eyes met hers. My heart stopped for a second, then started beating so loud in my ears that I could barely hear my own thoughts.

He went on to prepare for work, not minding to ask about Emily. Soon, Jennifer walked out. She quickly put on her clothes and began to search through drawers and cabinets. She was searching frantically for Emily's hospital card. It wasn’t where they usually kept it. She checked every possible place Albert might have left it, but it was nowhere to be found.

Her fingers began to tremble slightly. "I saw his body." Alexander frowned. "What do you mean?" Emily looked down for a moment, trying to remember. "After the accident… they told me he didn’t survive." Her voice became quieter. "I even went to the hospital." "And they showed me…" She stopped talking. Alexander finished the sentence. "They showed you the body." Emily nodded. Alexander turned off the video. His mind was already working through the situation. Something about this story didn’t add up. Daniel Harper. A man who was supposed to be dead.

"Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?" My throat tightens with emotion as I go to embrace her. "I think so," I say, breathing in her comforting, familiar scent. "Alpha Roman's car will be here soon to collect my belongings." Mother squeezes me tightly, stroking my hair. "I can't believe my little girl is all grown up and leaving home. I'm going to miss you so much, Emily." Guilt twists inside me, knowing the sorrow I'll cause her today is false. In truth, the daughter she's bidding farewell is already gone, murdered by the wolves I called friend and lover.

"Roman, I can't shake off the feeling of sorrow since Emily's mother's death. It's truly shaken me. Who could do something so terrible?" Roman's gaze shifted to Elliot, understanding and empathy etched into his expression. "I know, Elliot. Emily has been tirelessly searching for answers. She's determined to find the truth." Elliot's eyes met mine, a flicker of concern passing between us. As Roman spoke, I could see the weight of Emily's mother's tragedy in his eyes. We were all connected in this quest, united by a shared purpose – to uncover the darkness that had stolen a life and to bring justice to those who had caused such pain.

Emily had tears in her eyes, as she loved Anna very much and instructed the chauffeur to arrange a room for her at the villa, as she wanted Anna to stay with them. Then she called up her mother and told her mother about what had happened and her mother was very happy that Emily took the right decision. She had made up her mind back then she would build an old age home for the elders and also a hospital for the needy. But unfortunately just before the project started she and her husband were brutally murdered by someone who had a grudge against them, as they had dealt with many criminal cases. And the case was closed. Callie and Jayden had flown down for the funeral with their grandmother but