Martin Mystery Diana Lombard นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Bonita asked. "I have" Mia replied. "Then why are you scared, you have nothing on you" Bonita rolled her eyes. "I don't know why, but I have this feeling that he would find something or should I drop the case?" Mia mumbled. "You should" Martin said as he walked in and they faced him. "You are here" Mia said. "Yes I am, you should drop the case cause I don't think it's going anywhere, Damien is very cunning, you won't know when this case would rather be affecting you not him" Martin said.

Martina came to a stand directly in front of her and remarked, "If you adhere to my words and remain faithful to me, I can assure you that she will become your servant again, and you are going to get money from me in addition to the fame from this industry." Diana gazed in surprise, her mind racing as she wondered whether this woman was joking. Why did she want to assist her in making Ella her servant again, and what kind of gain she would derive from it? Diana deeply pondered. “You overthink things at the wrong moment. Before attempting to sabotage Monica's dress, you ought to have given it some thought. You handled it so poorly that your plan really backfired,” Martina stated with a sly sm

'I miss you, Martin' who the fuck is Martin? The file Luka gave me mentioned something about Martino Santiago. He’s been her only friend but I don’t believe a fuck about that file when it came to that guy. Lianna is beautiful, no men would settle for just being friends with her with the way they treated each other. To Lianna, he might just be a friend but not to Martino. My eyes hurriedly scanned the room for that gray-haired vixen. They continued to talk against the music. My nails were digging hard against the rough skin of my palms with each word this guy was murmuring.

Martin was silent for a while, thinking of what Tyler was saying before shaking his head like he didn't care. "You want me to leave work then spend my life trying to make a woman forgive me? In case you've forgotten, I'm Martin Llyord, a ruthless and dangerous mafia,I have goals and love isn't part of it" he rolled his eyes and put some toothpaste in his electric toothbrush. Tyler just chuckled and shook his head.

wrapped sandwich tucked away in the cup holder and food tray. "I got a hold of her boyfriend." "Peters or Carlyle?" "Carlyle." "And the CCTV recordings in the area she was kidnapped?" "Should arrive in a few minutes." Diane Wilson got kidnapped in New York and was found dead on the borders of Philadelphia. They visited the site where her body was found and where she was presumably kidnapped. Charlie and Jake went on to Diane's apartment where they found that Diane had had several boyfriends but kept contact with two; Joel Peters and Noah Carlyle. Noah Carlyle frequented Sin City, which was Charlie was even that club in the first place. Before she got carried away by the man at the bar, befor

“Find out who is backing him. And find out if he bought new guns. Real guns. Not cheap toys.” “I will get back to you.” Luca dropped the phone and stared at the board again. Vincenzo was petty. That was normal. But this… this looked too heavy for him. Too structured. Too clean. Luca smirked. “You are cooking something, you fool.” He opened the second file. Elena DeMarco. Dante once trusted that woman more than he trusted most men. But trust meant nothing in their world. She tried to sell Dante’s secrets to a rival family, disappeared, and no one saw her again.

he muttered, already making his way toward the office. Maurice bit back a laugh as he followed, closing the door behind them. Inside the study, Martin was trying, and failing, to look focused as he flipped through a pile of documents. “That girl…” he began slowly, glancing toward the door as if Gina might burst in at any moment. “That woman, don’t you think she’s a little_uh_intense, more like... strange?” Maurice looked up, one eyebrow raised. “Who?” “Mia’s friend. Gina. Martin frowned, gesturing vaguely toward the door.

“Tristan now confirms that you are indeed the mastermind… because they found the stolen computer in a maid’s room. The maid that you used to be friends with.” My heart drops. “Diane.” “Yes,” India confirms. “Diane Morris. The report will come out tomorrow. We need to brace ourselves—this might be the end of Émeraude.”

Inside the investigating room, Martha was sitting right across from Detective Martin while I was in another room right behind the mirror glass together with two other policemen and another detective named Detective Johnson. My heart was just beating like crazy inside my chest. For some reason, I am nervous for her even though I am sure that she is innocent. But then I feel like they are going to pull her down just because Griffin acted as if he was an eyewitness for this who charade he is playing off. “Can you please tell us your location for the past three weeks?” Detective Martin asks. “I was in Philadelphia.” Martha answers. “Mostly.” “When did you last visit Lindy? Before this week.”

He asks and I sigh. "I've known Martin for years sir and he's doesn't have any enemies, at least none that I'm aware of. He has never mentioned anything about being owed money and he can't be the debtor cause he has lots of money. So I have absolutely no clue as to why anyone would want to kill him." I reply him honestly and he hands me a paper that had Martin's handwriting. "It seems he wrote a letter to someone and although it's not in good shape, we're not disputing it's importance. Read it and see if anything comes to mind." He says and I'm a little bit confused.