Novel & Cerita Hero Killer Victoria

It's alright Ma'am. (Kelly's phone rings) Kelly, yes Sir. I'm sorry to call you by this time of the day, but I couldn't wait any longer. I know you travelled this weekend to go see your parents and Mondays are usually your days off, but do you mind coming in on Monday? We have a case of a missing person that came in yesterday. Do you mind taking a go at it? Well, uhmmm, well Sir. Kelly, are you okay? Yes, Sir. Are you sure? You know what, I'm giving you an extra week off. But Sir, that won't be necessary. I can handle the case. I know you can, but right now you are not in your best frame of mind, so take the week off, thank me later. But Sir, what about the case? Kelly asked. I'll have Harve

I had to get myself out. Ricardo’s POV Valerio barged into my office without knocking– a mistake he hadn't made in years. His face was pale and he seemed restless. “The city better be burning, or else.”I said, not looking up from the shipment ledger I was filling. “Its Vittoria.” My pen froze mid-stroke and I raised my head. Valerio’s hand shook as he showed me his phone. A photo glared on the screen. Vittoria, her hands and legs tied together, she was lying on what looked like hay, with hay clinging to her hair and her eyes closed.

A slow, knowing smile tugged at her lips, “Good morning to you too, darling. I thought you would have been happy to see me.” “Cut the crap Helena. How did you get in? Why the hell are you here?” If Helena came to look for me on her own without me calling for her, then it meant something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. The look on her face instantly changed as she stared at me with a kind of seriousness that made my skin prick. “He's not dead.” Helena suddenly said. “What? Who's not dead? What are you talking about?” “Victor. He's not dead and worse, he'd back. He's targeting the both of us.” Helena whispered furiously.

he asked, handing me my glass. Unsure, I took the glass from him curiously. "And what would you do with her after I send you back to her?" Viktor clinked his glass with mine and poured the contents directly down his throat. "I'd kill her then." He shrugged. "She won't be any use to me without the training. And keeping her alive would be a liability. She would know a lot by then." And I knew he actually would. Love, compassion or sympathy wasn't running through his veins. He was a monster and wouldn't show mercy unless he was getting something in return.

"My guess is, on the surface, Victoria is an art prodigy. Secretly, she's an information broker." "Those men only got close to her because they were desperate to find their missing loved ones." "And what happened? She took their money, gave them nothing, and sent them to hell!" The theory was simple, convincing, and it worked. The crowd erupted again, their anger burning hotter than before. "Devil! Using our love for our families to make a profit!" "Kill her! Nail her to a cross!" Miller stood in front of me, his hand on his holster, shouting to maintain order.

I remind her, and she smiles sadly. Tears are flowing from her eyes, and she looks hurt. “Victoria paid assassins to have me killed, they were professionals that dressed as doctors. They overdosed me and the child, and my heart stopped so I guess I actually died,” She says as she runs her hand through her hair.

As Alfie took a step back, I observed Aida having a conversation with a female vampire who had bright purple hair, an excessive number of piercings in her ears, and smeared eyeliner. While watching, the two women turned their attention to Alfie and me, scrutinizing us with their glances. When Alfie turned to gaze at the door, his body became completely still. "Lady Emily?" he questioned, seemingly taken aback by the name. The vampire greeted Alfie with a kind smile and said, "Hi Alfie." Henry has been waiting for you down the corridor all this time. He didn't even bother to say "thank you" as he bolted out of the room, leaving me to fend for myself with Aida and Lady Emily, the vampire. I co

But if you wanted to break someone completely, you had to strike at the heart. "What a shame… You would've been able to regularly leave this dungeon tomorrow if you didn't sacrifice me, you know?" Immediately, everyone moved to beat Anna up. "You idiot!" As the seawater rose to their nostrils, I sighed. "I won't kill you." Everyone started to praise me excitedly. "You're too kind, Sylvia!" "Not really," I replied. The very next moment, the seawater engulfed them completely, and their bodies started mutating within the sea, writhing as they screamed in agony.

Victoria panicked and hinted softly to him, “Mr. Welton, we're in the office building.” She knew Jackson wouldn't do anything to her while they were in the building, and when Jackson heard her, he turned his head and looked at her. He slowly loosened his grip on her hand, just as she thought he would, and as soon as his grip loosened, Victoria pulled her hand back and gently stroked it with her other hand. Jayric had just recovered from the shock too, so he missed the part where Jackson was holding Victoria, and went over to Victoria to check that she was okay. At this point, the attacker suddenly stood up again. He endured the pain and raised the glass bottle at Victória.