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Hamilton quickly bent over to see if she was alright, recalling how he knocked her off the man’s body but heaved a sigh of relief after she saw her conscious. He smiled viciously and turned to pick up the slave man he had finished off. Monalisa followed him with her gaze and immediately started trembling after she saw the state the slave man was in. “I killed him,” she muttered, causing Hamilton, who had just picked up the slave man from the floor to pause and turn his gaze to her.

There was so much conviction and strength in his voice, I found myself believing it too and that was what calmed me down. "So he murdered her in cold blood?" Ethan asked and Mr Cooper nodded his head. "What happened after that?" I asked him. "I ran away quickly afterwards, but I later went back to retrieve the camera footage that was in their room and when I watched it again, I found out that he had called some people to come and clean up his mess, they had come and cleaned the whole place up and they made everything look like an accident." He finished. "Where is this file now?" I asked him and he dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out a flash drive, "It has all the evidence you nee

Yet, the absence of Zion only fueled her doubts. Was he truly out visiting his mistress? With a determined resolve, she unwrapped the package, revealing five mini security cameras. Each device held the promise of uncovering the truth that lay hidden within the walls of their home. Carefully, she placed the cameras in inconspicuous corners, ensuring that every angle was covered. The bedroom, the living room, and even the most unsuspecting nooks were now under the watchful eye of her newfound surveillance. She read through the manual, absorbing every detail, determined to connect the cameras to her phone. Step by step, she followed the instructions and as each camera successfully synced with h

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 4 Cardyn’s When I regained my consciousness, I was lying on the bed without no one by my side. My head was quite aching making me inadvertently shaking it, intending to remove the headache. The last thing I remember was that man who pulled me into his arms and kidnapped me! Where did he… Oh, this is my room. Why am I in my room? Wasn’t I in his car and tied up?

I nodded at them. “Amber, sweetheart, I will do what you want just don’t hurt her okay. I will come back to you and be with you forever.” “Roxy, is that true? You are not tricking me right?” I feel Amber’s happy voice for what I’ved said, “Of course sweetheart, I’m not lying at all. So please release her and I will go there wherever you are.” Again the police officer gave me a signal that everything was already recorded and they already knew the exact place where Shane was. I hung up the phone already and I texted her that I’m out of battery and I will text her when I get home.

I sighed, fishing some pain meds I stole out of my backpack. I suppose that's what I get for killing the last Alpha and his mate.

My hand trembled slightly as I held the pen, but I still signed my name with firm resolve. I placed the papers on the desk and set a key next to them. It was the key to our home—my final goodbye. Dragging the suitcase behind me, I walked out the door without looking back. However, right at that moment, my phone started ringing again.

Josh spoke up, “it was a misunderstanding.” Josh tried. His steps became heavy. Frantic. He lifted pounds of secrets inside his chest. Pounds. His ribs throbbed. They tried to stop Josh’s movements. But Josh did not let them control him. Perfection broke. It was thrown away. It landed in a dark place where ruined things belonged. “No. I saw what I saw, Josh,” she replied. She stood frozen in the doorway. Her eyes were deep. Disgust circulated. Flickered.

They nodded, hopeful that maybe—just maybe—my plan would bail us out of this mess. “I won’t guarantee this to be one hundred percent successful, but this is the only choice that I have for us.” I closed my eyes. I was deadpan on the outside, but deep within, I was jumping with glee. Another case. Another mystery. Another murder. Finally, a good dose of my own drugs. Chuck walked behind his bandmate, Jieve. “Say it now, Travis,” he pleaded as he hanged his arm on his pal’s shoulder. I swallowed. “Okay. Here’s my three steps on how to get away with murder.” I turned around, followed with my eyes the tracks of blood that led back to the doorway of the music room.

"The weather is kinda crazy today," "Ah," Either she's a naive woman, or she was good at pretending. I watched her as she opened the envelope. I am amused and excited at the same time to know what was inside that it needs to be securely taped. She smiled apologetically at me. "I was given an instruction," she explained while getting the cards inside the envelope, "I am not to reshuffle the cards. One question per card. Don't panic. Act professionally," she grinned, showing her pearl white teeth.