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I shoved all the snack wrappers and trash into the bag and crossed the rock over to Madelaine. “What? Why? I was hoping we’d stay till it’s dark,” she whined. “The sun is setting anyway,” I said, holding out my hand to her. “C’mon...” “Maddy, there’s a boat approaching and I cannot tell if it’s a hundred percent safe, so we have to leave now!” I explained. She took my hand and got up, and then I carried her and crossed back to the slope and walked back up with Winter. “Can Winter eat humans? Or like raw meat?” Madelaine asked, leaning into me.

He pried her fingers away from him and stated plainly, “She has been with me for many years. Even a dog is still worthy enough of emotional attachment.” Clarice stumbled backward. Her makeup was smudged with tears. "You'll regret this…” The black Maybach sped away. Clarice's figure began to shrink in the rearview mirror until it vanished into the nighttime horizon. Arthur rolled down the car window to let the cold wind rush in, and yet, it was not enough to tune out the chaotic voices in his head. He received a few more texts from his assistant. “Mr. Renault, we found out that Miss Buccaneer contacted a company specializing in cultural activities in a neighboring city. They refused to disclo

I spoke aloud before speeding off to our next location on the hit list. 🎲🎲♠️♥️♣️♦️♠️♥️♣️♦️🎲🎲 MARÍA'S POV- It has been Three weeks since I've been held captive. All I want to do is go home. I miss my brothers and they can't be doing so well with the loss of Lucien. I wonder if they are looking for me? Stupid question really I know they are. My brothers wouldn't leave me to deal with this alone nor would Marcel for that matter.

** But the moment the call connected, before he could speak, his father’s anxious, panicked voice blared, “Charlie, where are you? Go to the company now! “The police suddenly broke into our house—they’re taking me! Find someone quickly, don’t worry about money, just get me out!” The phone slipped from Charlie’s hand, bouncing off the ground and smashing against his foot. His body stiffened, and his hand froze midair before collapsing limply to his side. His lips turned pale, devoid of color. The others overheard the voice too, and whispers rippled through the crowd. Finally, Charlie met Conrad’s steady eyes. The truth hit him: Conrad was not mad. Everything he had said was true. The wedding

His chaffeur noticed something amiss and immediately changed his lane, and sped away. Few minutes passed and Sebastian thought he had escaped until suddenly, gun shots were heard in the rural area in which they had drove to. Bringing out his phone to call for back up, Sebastian squatted and sneered. 'This is war', he quietly mumbled and when his vehicle halted with a screech, Sebastian now had a pistol in his right hand, spinning it like a toy. Gunshots were heard piercing his windows and Sebastian knew they were all futile cause the windows were all bullet proofs.

All men were assembled from young to old and they had questions of course but I wasn’t ready to humor them; one amongst them had tried to kill me. The maid was brought in and followed as she stared in the face of one man to the other, shaking her head in the negative. “These are all my fucking men and you are telling me that it is none of them?” I bellowed. “I am sorry… I do… I do not recognize… these men” she stammered, collapsing on her knees Miguel approached me, whispering urgently in my ears. “Estás seguro/a de esto?” I asked “Sí” he responded.