Mary Haise Novels & Stories

she says to herself weeping and checking the passport all through, over and over again. “ Maybe you should meet with your agent and discuss that, securities! She calls the securities. “ Please lead her out of the airport” the immigration says. “ Please help me, I cannot go back home and start all over again” she says while the securities stood beside her and led her out of the airport it was when she was going out of the airport that something came across her mind that she was supposed to be married. Flash back ends. Marylyn mind then returns back to where she is sitting presently in Manuel’s house and that was when she looked around and notice how big and luxury the bedroom is , with it’s b

Joshua said as he chuckled a little with his hand on her back. You’ve got to be kidding me. “Hello, Fiona,” I say with a smile, which she returns. I avoid looking at Joshua as he hasn’t apologized to me yet. “Mary, I’ve heard a lot about you,” she says in a friendly tone to which I smile. “Yes, she is quite a party girl,” Joshua says as he pats my back, and I roll my eyes. “Oh no, I meant the article you wrote on feminism which was published a month back in Times Magazine. It was amazing,” I smile at her words.

I murmured. “Speak of the devil.” Detective baker frowned. I looked in the direction of where he was looking and saw a woman in a suit walking toward us. She had a friendly smile painted on her face, but I had a feeling we wouldn’t be the best of friends. “Detective Baker, long time no see,” she beamed. “I prefer it that way,” detective Baker grumbled. He still hadn’t returned her smile. So they must have some kind of history there. She looked at me. “You must be Marina Davis,” she said. “I am Special Agent Danna Halman. You can call me Danna or agent Danna.”

her father said, looking at the certificate to see the name. "My husband, obviously." Mr. Reid ran his hands through his hair, frustration etched across his face. "You married a complete stranger?" He picked up the marriage certificate and read it again. "Adrian Hayes…" He looked at her. "Who is he? Some nobody?” Mr. Reid searched his memory, but the name meant nothing to him. If Adrian Hayes belonged to any influential family, he would have recognized it immediately. Instead, all he saw was an unfamiliar surname attached to the man who had ruined months of careful planning.