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Holt and Gary’s location. Stephen instantly rushed to the scene. In the underground parking lot of Gary’s company, Mr. Holt pointed a gun at Gary. “Gary Lynch, where’s my wife?” Gary saw the gun and trembled violently. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was streaked with tears. He was frightened and quickly asked, “What are you doing? How would I know where your wife is? Calm down.” Mr. Holt’s body turned cold. “Even now, you’re still playing dumb!”

Gary Gary Chadwick had never expected his own wife to try and kill him. In the morning of the trial, Gary received a call from Rhea Ildian asking him to go to the trial as one of the plaintiffs. The middle aged lawyer had always been wanting to expose his wife’s cruelty of her abuse, so he agreed. While the lawyer prepared to go to the courtyard, flashes of memories filled his view.

He smirked, "My wife left me not because I lost everything and fall with nothing remain in my hands, she left me with my sons because she cheated on me. Now she's laying on the ground with that b*stard!" The story I've got is wrong, and they intentionally did that. Gary spread a false rumor until it reaches me because he thought I'm going to believe that, which I almost did. Gary is known from his classic way of killing, and everyone on the underground businesses adore his personality. However, I wasn't belong to those people. Gary and I never become close neither a friend, he use to be a threat to me, and always send me annoying death threats when I ended the life of his two professional as

"Ms. Granger, your purchase of our staged death service is successful. When the time comes, we will erase your identity and arrange a death that meets your expectations so that you can leave without worries," the staff member on the other end of the phone said politely. I responded with a flat hum. "Set it for three days from now. I need time to pack my things." After hanging up, I dragged my aching body back toward the hospital room. I had barely reached the door when I ran into my husband, James Lambert. The moment he saw me, concern flooded his face as he hurried over.

The picture of Gary and the guy close together looked like they could be brothers. "He looks exactly like the policeman that came to see Jenn and me when our parents died," I told Gwen. "Are you sure?" "Yes, I am positive. I will never forget his face." Gwen began to walk to the desk to look for anything that might be helpful. I kept looking through the files and pictures where Gwen was looking before she went over to the desk. There were many pictures of Gary and the so-called policeman that came to see Jenn and me on that horrible day. I started to wonder if this was a sign. What if this mysterious guy had something to do with their death? If that was true, then it was most likely that Gar

"They've been planning it all along! The man had been wanting to sell off the cougar's organs! That poor cougar! She'd been tricked!" "They're such cruel people! Remember how he looks! If you see him on the streets, make sure you stay far away from him!" Gary stammered, "N-No, wait. I didn't…" He had always been an egotistical person. But now that everyone was starting to accuse him, he couldn't help but stutter. Just then, Meryl's younger brother, Horton Cleat, quickly arrived in the ward, wearing his white doctor's coat. Horton was a doctor at this hospital. He was the key reason why Gary and Meryl had succeeded in tricking me the last time.