Grace Millane Autopsia Novels & Stories

"Yes... I want vengeance." Seeing he had come to his senses, Uncle Zac pulled the silver cross pendant from his pocket and held it in front of Farrow's face. The cold silver glint stung Farrow's eyes. "Use your head, Farrow." "The M.E. just said Grace has been dead for at least forty-eight hours." "But just yesterday, Betty came to you with this cross, crying that Grace threw it in her face." "How does a dead woman show up on the street to throw her pendant at Betty?"

His words were muffled by the hands of one of the officers. At the door of the study, Jane's mother, Mrs. Grace Blackwood, stood paralyzed. Grace was a woman who had been battling heart disease for the past ten years. “Luke!” Grace whispered, her voice hardly audible to anyone else. She fell to her knees clutching her chest, gasping for air, then her body smacked the ground. “Mum! What is it?” Jane rushed to save her mother. “Mum?” Grace doesn't answer. Her eyes were fixed on Luke as she struggled to breathe.

Grace managed to mutter through gritted teeth, though her body immediately stiffens and reluctant for any poses. "Could you hold this file for me, Milady". Eric asked with a sinister look on his face as he handed the file over to Grace. Gracie's heartbeat increased as she held the file. She unconsciously felt it but couldn't feel anything making a heart beat faster. Something was wrong, She thought again. "Say cheese!". He said with the same sinister look on his face . Grace managed to pose a bit and he immediately clicked the picture letting the flashlight blind them a little, before they could blink the sudden effects away he was gone like the wind on a bike they hadn't noticed was there.

“What are you wearing?” I stopped. Grace stood in the corridor, dressed entirely in black. Her gaze dropped to my gown. Then her face hardened. “White?” I glanced down. She shoved me. I stumbled backward. “Today is the anniversary of my cousin's death.” My throat tightened. “I am sorry.” Grace laughed. “He was slaughtered by Rivercrest.” She said, her eyes burned into mine. “And you walk into Fireclaw wearing white?” “I didn't know.” “That excuse again.” She stepped closer.

“Adeline, come on!” Warm liquid seeps through Adeline’s clothes, and into the ground. I make quick work to press my hands as firmly as I can to the two holes in her body. The crimson liquid coats my arms in a matter of seconds, as the life drains out of her. “No, no, no. Please, say something Adie.” But Adeline stays still no matter how much I shake her. My vision blurs as my tears overflow, falling to Adeline’s cheeks, and that’s when I finally notice her eyes… lifeless and dull.

Grace suddenly utter while staring at the dress of the woman she bumped while walking at the party. “Selin?” “I- I’m sorry I’m not Selin.” grace stated. “Here let me help you with your dress. I will call my assistant and she will help you to clean it.” “Selin it’s you!” Grace felt awkward by the situation as the woman suddenly went in front of her. Grace stepped back and said. “I am not Selin.” The woman looked at her from head to toe. “They said you were dead. Demir confirmed that to me.”

“We traced Grace’s last confirmed movement.” I straightened. “She booked a flight,” he continued. “Destination—France.” My chest loosened for half a second. “Good,” I said. “When?” “Three days ago,” Matteo replied. “The aircraft suffered an explosion shortly after takeoff.” I didn’t speak. “None of the passengers survived,” he finished. “Grace is listed among the deceased.” The words landed—but they didn’t register. “No,” I said. Calm. Certain. “That’s not her.”

Charlotte Hayes’ POV My mind was racing with questions. But I can't be afraid in front of this man. "Who knows?" I said, still smiling. I chuckled, causing Luca to smile slightly. He looked at me for a split second before bowing and said elegantly, "Well then. Milady, follow me." We were walking down the spacious hallways, greeted by various paintings as we passed.

A cop reported, before they could say another word a gas exploded on the spot she died. "She is also dead." A cop reported as he checked Grace. "My sister is finally gone, I was only expecting her to get arrested and not to die." Mr Gilbert wiped loudly. Anthony embraced him in tears. "I'm very sorry Dad, she doesn't know the type of love we have for her, but she wants us dead no matter what. We will truly miss her but she deserves to die." Anthony stated in tears, Sonia patted Anthony's back and went to where Grace laid. The ambulance was called to the location.

My mother hugged me and patted my head as she said, “You’re the best, Yelena. You’re the greatest gift from God.” But one day, that gift rotted away and was thrown into the ditch. Anything thrown into a drain was dirty. It was a perfect match for someone like me. My eyelids grew heavier, and my tears fell. The piercing sound of alarms traveled into my ears, along with the doctor’s orders. “The patient is in critical condition and has no will to live. Save her!” I saw multiple people moving around. It was a mess. I sighed. I was lucky. At the final moments of my life, I still had people trying their hardest to save me.