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she held Claire's arms as she proceed to walk out. "Let me go bitch"She yelled pushing her off and she landed her butts on the ground. "That serves you right"Daniela stuck her tongue out mockingly as they walked away. She got up from the floor and smiled devilishly. "Let's see how you will survive this"She smirked to herself and walked away.Dala closed the laptop and I turned to look at her. .. .. "How? How?"She stuttered surprised. I never really like the idea of having a CCTV in my house cause it made me feel like I was being watched by tiny little eyes,but after Charyl's first attempt on Claire's life, I had it secretly installed knowing that something like that might happen again.

Especially his sharp brows and piercing eyes sent shivers down one's spine. Inspector Locker, named Cliff Locker, is responsible for monitoring the personnel and quality of the Imperial Dragon's operatives. He functions like an ancient inspector, assessing each of the Imperial Dragon's branches annually, making adjustments and assignments. He holds significant power. Cliff is known for his no-nonsense approach, often executing those who make mistakes on the spot and replacing them immediately.

“Drive.” With clenched teeth, Claire started the engine and drove off. Iris set the location on the GPS and she immediately recognized where they were going. It was the hideout that they called W.E.S.T. Claire didn’t expect that particular place, as she knew that it was a place only a specific people knew about. Like the clock of her death came into a halt, she already knew that the Nightcrawlers would execute her, and no one will ever find out about it. She glanced on Iris who was staring intently at her, the gun now pointed at her waist to hide it from the security cameras of the roads. “If you’re thinking of doing something funny, do it now so you would know what I’ll do,” she hissed.

No. The department must be trusted. And the agency should send reliable people to work there. He closed all the windows with his mouse. - All open... you are a detective and you leave evidence like this? Maybe I do need a break. Without realizing it, he missed the slip of a criminal.

My instincts kicked in, and I dropped to the ground, pulling Ethan and Claire down with me. “Now what?” Ethan hissed, his eyes wide. “Trust me,” Claire whispered, her expression resolute. “I have an idea.” As the guards began to advance, I felt a surge of hope mixed with fear. Could this truly be the ally we needed? Just then, Claire pulled out a small device from her pocket. “Cover me!” she shouted as she activated it. The device emitted a high-pitched frequency that made the guards stumble, their faces contorting in confusion.

"You're Drake's daughter indeed! You've got fire. I like that." Clifford's voice dripped with sadistic intent. "I'll break your limbs and cripple you... Then you'll serve me every night." Clearly, Clifford was deranged in his dealings with women. Never had Scarlett endured such blatant disrespect. "Die!" she roared, ready to lunge again. Clifford smirked, stepping back and clapping his hands. A dozen security guards surged into the room, all uniform in movement and professionally trained.

“Can they do that?” “They’re elders, they can do whatever they want when they actually get involved with all the politics.” Clare pulled out her phone. “I recorded it for you if you wanted to see.” She held her phone out to me. I honestly didn’t know if I could stomach it. In my rage, I had threatened that I wanted to watch Kael suffer. But now it . . . felt wrong. The doctor strode in looking grim-faced. He was a tall, thin man with a crooked nose and red hair.

Remembering the way he treated me on the day I resigned made me want to snap back at him. “Wait, wait, don’t hang up, Claire. I’m begging you. “Claire, please help us. Come back to the institute. Ever since you left, we haven’t completed a single target. “Headquarters gave us a strict order. If we don’t meet the quota this month, I’m going to lose my job.” Hearing the director pleading on the other end of the phone filled me with a quiet sense of satisfaction. “Really? But don’t you still have Jane and her ‘clairvoyant sight’? Surely finding gold mines shouldn’t be a problem.”

Jeffery had barely settled down in his study when another notification entered the surveillance tablet resting on his desk. At first, he ignored it. His attention remained on the unfinished glass beside him while irritation from the earlier confrontation with Clara still lingered heavily in his chest. But the notification continued blinking across the screen repeatedly until his eyes finally shifted toward it. The moment the footage opened, his expression changed instantly. Clara stood inside the mini kitchen wearing black gown, she picked up the knife, stared directly into the camera with a look so calm that it unsettled him immediately. There was no panic in her face. No hesitation. No tre

"I'm Detective Morris, this is Officer Tate." "Yes." Claire's hand tightened on the door handle. "Is everything okay?" "We've had a development in the investigation into your accident." Detective Morris said. "We wanted to update you in person." Claire stepped back and let them in, they stood in her hallway. Adrian appeared in the living room doorway still holding the blue robot piece in his small hand and he looked at the officers and then at his mother. "Baby go back to your toys." Claire said. "I'll be there in a minute."