In Plain Sight Novels & Stories

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY He opened his eyes slowly trying to adjust to the bright sunshine, when his eyes have fully adjusted to the light, he could now see clearly, and he was taken aback by the sight before him, he was standing right in front of his compound, he couldn't believe it, maybe it might another prank from the sick lady but he decided to go in to confirm if he was really back from that creepy place.

The air in the office was really thick and heavy. It felt like the oxygen was getting all dense and weird because of Julian Vane being Mark spun around. His jacket made a loud noise against the quiet hum of the old computers. He put his hand in his pocket. Grabbed a silver thing. He stared at Julian through the glass. His eyes were wide. He was watching Julian light his lighter. The small flame showed Julians face. It made his face look sharp and mean. He was standing really relaxed outside the glass. He looked like a man looking at something in a box.

Sometimes just enjoying each other’s company was enough. Walking down the steps and started the mile trek down the mountain into town. The town was called Plainville. It had a path already paved out for us to take. Making our way to town, I admired the quiet nature of this place. You could hear birds chirping, squirrels scampering up and down the trees, and rabbits running across the dirt. It was so peaceful here. I could really get used to it. Reaching into town, there was shops lined on both sides of a two-way street. Light posts lined the roads with large potted flowers under each one. There was a good amount of people walking in and out of shops with few cars scattered in the parking spa

Lucy and I used this factor to our advantage to escalate the magnitude of Marcus' relationship with Sylvia. Soon, a video clip became viral on the Internet. It recorded the day when I walked into Marcus and Sylvia being lovey-dovey in the ward. In fact, the video captured Marcus' coldness toward me, Sylvia's smug smile as the mistress, and my fragile visage very clearly.

Willow wasn't just our manager. She was also George's wife. With her vouching for me, everyone fell into a tense silence. In my previous life, I hadn't been able to make out what was on the screen. This time, I wasted no time. I scrolled through the footage frame by frame. Even though it was nighttime, the ATM lights were still bright. Under the clear, almost daylight-like glow, my face was unmistakably visible. No matter how I looked at it, the person in the footage was undeniably me.

It was writing. I could feel the subtle, ink-based impressions now, raised just enough for my seeking fingers to read. It was a list. Names. Dates. Amounts. "It's a ledger," I breathed, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Not of her assets. Of her... obligations." My fingers flew across the page, deciphering the elegant, ghostly script. "Payments made. 'For silence regarding the Dublin shipment.' 'For the disposal of a body in the Thames.' 'For the loyalty of Inspector Riggs.'"

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

“I now know why she’s smiling and using her fingers to stroke her cheeks,” Adura said out of the blues. Ever since she saw Ayo smile, she had been wondering what would make her do so. And just now, it became dawn on her. “Why?” Perfect asked. She had been as inquisitive as Adura was. She didn’t just give it much thought. “She’s actually crying and using her fingers to wipe the tears.” “You don’t mean it!” “She’s right!” Al-ameen supported the claim, not looking at the person he was talking to.

Where they stayed for a whole before he looked back at his glass. "Im sorry but I can't keep this hidden anymore. I'm not deaf." He said , eyes pinned on the floor in gulit. The room fell in total silence The first person to react was Jean's uncle. He felt like screaming' I told you' so but more was just about to happen. This was just the beginning.

She squinted when the blinding afternoon sun attacked her and stopped for a moment to recollect herself, feeling a dizzy spell come on. Amidst her confusion, her eyes landed on a bright red Ford Granda parked haphazardly at the bottom of the steps with a handsome man leaning against the bonnet of the car. His white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the top two buttons left undone moulded perfectly to his taut chest and the navy blue slacks provided the perfect contrast that made her heart rate speed up. Aria shook her head with a smile on her face at the stance he assumed with his arms folded over his chest as he leisurely surveyed the area, ignoring the appreciative looks he receiv