Killswitch Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

“Because I heard about the wedding. About you choosing to marry him again. And I thought. She deserves to know the truth before she makes that choice.” “What truth?” He slid the folder across the table. “Elena Penking didn’t die from faulty medical equipment. She died because Kael sabotaged it. Deliberately. To collect the insurance money and eliminate a wife who was about to divorce him.” Her hands went cold. “That’s not possible.” “It’s documented.” He opened the folder. “Financial records showing Kael paid off a technician at the hospital. Emails discussing the plan. Witness statements from people who knew.” She looked at the documents.

“Noel Greer. Who is this?” He harshness of his voice jolted Penny back to the present, gritting on her nerves. Yet that voice in her ear…it hurt that forgetting was not so easy. “I-,” she cleared her throat to speak louder. “It’s Penelope Quinn. I need your help.” Straight to the point, no need to beat about the bush. The silence on the other side was deafening. For a moment she feared he hung up but the soft sound of his breathing assured her he was still on the other side.

She quickly felt dizzy and eventually lost consciousness. Penelope took her notepad and let out a frustrated moan. She wrote, "D was at the Auditorium when Igor Paulson was murdered and seemed to have been kidnapped by a black van without plates" "pshh... Igor Paulson is alive the killer missed his attack... pshh" Penelope's walky-talky proclaimed. "pshh... To all, prepare ambulance arrival!" it added.

Clearly he hasn't changed one bit. Mason braced a hand on his hip."I can explain, this isn't what it looks like." I turned my back to him and walked into the bedroom. Penelope was still resting peacefully in her new stroller that Mason had bought a day earlier. When I walked back out of the room with baby in arms, the blonde woman had gone. Mason was walking back from the door of the hotel suite."That woman — it was to do with work that's all. Penelope was asleep the entire time."

"I'm so good! I can't believe it! My plan was a success! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Yes, you all heard it right. Everything that happened earlier was Clark's plan. He set up that robbery stunt. He was the one who got Penelope's paper bags while I waited for him to hand me the paper bags. And when he did, I jogged towards her to return them. "What? No, I won't" I refused Clark's suggestion. He suggested that I should make Penelope my subject. Because since she is famous, many people would love to read anything about her.

"As long as you hide it well, you can live happily forever. Milton's deaf. He won't notice." When they mentioned my name, the smile on Penelope's face froze. Her expression turned icy in an instant.

“I don’t know what you have done to my daughter ,but whatever that it is it better be good,you witches are demons and are supposed to be killed “ the woman said . “ I'm just 18 and I mean no harm ,I know that the humans and werewolves hate my kind but that doesn’t mean that I am harmful ,if you don’t want me staying I can leave “ Penelope said and immediately the girl walked in ,it seemed she had been listening to all their discussion . “ Mom, why don’t you want me to be happy ?” She asked with tears in her eyes . “ I never meant that darling ,I was just addressing her '' her mom pleases . Penelope watched them and began to read deep into their mind and she knew that the girl loved her ,bu

Watching the stunned expressions around the hall, I tightened my hold on the pen a little more. Joseph's legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground. Soon, a metallic smell spread through the room. Guests went pale, frozen in shock at the scene unfolding before them. "It's a sensory-link prototype! I heard this is Sloane Group's latest product!" "No wonder she was kissing and licking that pen. It connects to his manhood!" "Testing it themselves before it even goes public… That's interesting." "Alex has been at the Sloane family's mercy for years, and to be humiliated like this must be rough."

“Here.” Dominic read it without expression. Then he handed it to Penelope. I watched her face as she read Kelsey’s last words, anger replacing whatever sympathy might have been there. “She is still playing victim,” Penelope said. She set the note down like it was contaminated. “Still claiming to love her son after committing murder and helping kidnap a child.” “She chose the coward’s way out,” Dominic said. His voice was cold and flat. “Instead of facing what she did.”

My gut has never lied. Andy turned to Charles, tone clipped and deadly. “I want a full report. Everyone who had access. Every login. Every passcode. Give me a name—tonight.” Penelope rose quietly, brushing imaginary lint from her silk pants. “Well, I have a meeting to get to,” she said lightly. “Can’t waste my time on ghost footage.” Her heels clicked as she walked away, shadow long behind her. But in her mind, she smiled. They’d never find it.