Novel & Cerita Does Mia Die In Pulp Fiction

He gasped, his eyes wide with disbelief as he looked down at the blade buried in him. Mia's face was cold as she whispered, "I can't let you live, and I can't let Joe ever know the truth. Maurice, I'm sorry… but I feel no regret. Franklin is already dead, Joe has gone far away to Goldridge, and I have nothing left to lose. "If I let you live, you'd hunt Joe down and expose him. Worse, you might kill him yourself. So I can never let you live…" The light faded from Maurice's eyes as he collapsed to his knees. He croaked out, "Why…"

"Did you send him? Javier?" Mia's smile grew wider. "Of course, but he couldn't fulfill his job, so I'll do it instead." Before I could react, Mia lunged at me with a dagger. I dodged just in time, and as the dagger clattered to the ground, I picked it up and raised it at Mia. "I think you should be the one to die instead." With a fierce determination, I charged at Mia, driving the dagger into her neck. Blood splattered on my face, and I flinched, reality hitting me like a ton of bricks. I had just killed someone.

Jordan roughly pulled me up from the seat, still pressing the gun against my head and breathing heavily. All of a sudden, the light turned on, and my eyes widened at the sight before me. It was just as I had imagined; bodies littered every corner of the warehouse. They were all lying in a pool of their own blood, and I fought back the urge to scream, to puke out my guts. My eyes landed on Mia's lifeless body, eyes wide open and staring blankly at me. She had been shot in the head, and was lying right where my feet was before.

“She's dead?” “She escaped from the sanatorium, frantically searching for her father and questioning him as to why he had abandoned her. Mickle's bodyguard shot her for endangering the president. It happened right in front of me.” I have mixed feelings about Mia's death. Even though she was detestable, her death was like a razor blade slicing through my unsuspecting skin. It was instant, clear pain. Frade continued to smoke heavily. He didn't show much emotion about Mia's death. But I guess he felt the same way.

Loving Mia. **THE END**

Mia gives him a sinister smirk, patting him on the shoulder, “Thanks for the help today. I’ll come for you again, that’s a promise.” Her tone gentle and soft, yet her smile gives Clint Wood a cold shiver. Clint Wood purses his lips into a straight line with utter fear written in his eyes. More sweat breaks out on his oil forehead. But before he could shout again, a piercing pain breaks out on his waist. Mia presses her stun gun hard and he twitches like a broken toy before blacking out under the electricity. As she pressed the button, Mia already let go of Clint Wood, leaving him fall straightly, face down. With two light kicks on him, Mia makes sure he is out before she wipes her hands on h

“Mia didn’t die! She didn’t have a motive to commit suicide, because before the accident, Mia and I had planned a trip, do you think there’s any suicidal person who would plan a trip before dying?” Alice was Mia’s best friend, when she learned that the bad news about Mia had spread all over social media, she quickly booked a plane ticket and returned to Mia after finishing her long business trip, she had prepared a trip for Mia to heal Mia’s mood. Therefore, Alice didn’t believe that Mia had committed suicide in the accident. Not stopping there, Alice turned to look at Andy with angry eyes, she continued to speak. “This must be a mistake, or someone intentionally killed Mia and created an ac

then he walked out and closed the door. Mia gasped as she greedily sucked air into her air deprived lungs. She massaged her neck as she fell on the bed, her breath coming out hard and fast. This was not the first time she felt close to death but each time she was always afraid. After all, no one wanted to die. She really did not want to die. Just like other mafia's, Adrian Osiander was ruthless and heartless. Imagine him trying to kill her with his hands just after mere seconds of asking her to spread her legs for him.

“I did honey but its complicated, Carl says “Ohh it is complicated bye you will be hearing from my lawyer next about the papers” Mia then tries to walk away angrily as Carl pulled her back “Gracious is dead” he said “What do you mean gracious is dead, how ?? When??” Mia ask’s in shock “She was murdered and stuffed in a trash bag” Carl Then tries to comfort Mia “Look again it’s your fault gracious died” Mia says but she didn’t mean it, she wanted to push him away…it seemed like the killer wasn’t after Carl anymore but her ….she wanted to protect him, She couldn’t stand the look on his face….sad and devastated