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"It's big, Daisy. Believe it or not, but we aren't exactly a secret." I faked surprise. "Really?" "Daisy, this is serious. We aren't the only organisation like us, there are more out there, however only one can remain." "And?" "I have a lead on another organisation like us, but they are corrupt. They kill the bad, and the good. They kill whoever, as long as they get paid." "They sound terrible," I said dryly. "I want you to help me stop them," Rob said. "Why me?" "Because you have a personal link to them."

"The document is for you. Sign it, and I'll spare your life. If you refuse, you'll both go over the edge." Conner remained on his knees, water still dripping all over his body. Floyd continued, "The rules are simple. Both of you will cross at the same time. The walkway is only about a foot wide, and it can't fit two people side by side. Whoever reaches the end first gets what they need. As for the other one…" He didn't finish his sentence, but his chilling murderous intent said it all. The moment Anisa heard "hemostatic medicine", a frantic will to survive flared in her gaze. She actually managed to pull herself up and drag her bleeding body toward the glass walkway step by step.

“Are you talking about the murder cases in the Slums?” I didn’t realise how hard I was biting my bottom lip until I tasted metal on my tongue. “Her name was Mia Elliot.” Khronos opted not to speak and observed as I struggled to remain impassive. “Do you know anything about it?” For once I caught sight of the man becoming serious. “I wish I did. It was the only reason why I made a deal with the Red Rumble. I had sent spy-bots and drones to those areas but nothing suspicious appeared. They are somewhere in the Slums and wastelands but I can’t locate them despite finding the bodies. I’m assuming we’re on the same page?”

“How? Where?” “A run-down motel,” he replied. “My sources say it was obvious….poison. He was murdered.” “Lilith.”The name left Aurora’s mouth instantly, sharp and certain. “She’s tying up loose ends.” “Yeah,” Bobby agreed. “Which means that trail is cold. Dead end. You’re going to need a verbal confession out of her. Do you have the cameras up?” “Yes,” Aurora said. “Everywhere.” “Good,” Bobby said. Then paused. “There’s one more thing.”

Were they alone together? "I was just putting her to bed," Jaxter felt the need to explain. A moment later, he realized he didn't have to, so he continued back to his room. Roberto nodded silently. "One more thing," Jaxter stopped briefly, making Roberto face him directly. "Investigate the murder under the name Black Phoenix. I saw it on the news, the discovery of a body under the name BlackPhoenix. I don't want our name dragged into this because of petty criminals, damaging our reputation." Jaxter looked at Roberto sharply.

He never realized such person like Cecilia would have her life ended this tragically. He opened the door, and quickly crawl outside, leaving the door opened. He staggered, got up, and ran downstairs with trembles all over his body. Tears had filled up his eyes, waiting for its time to burst. He reached the lobby, and quickly approached the receptionist; the girl from before. The girl looked at him with confusion. She finally asked with hesitant, “What happened, Mr. Maximus? If this is your other scene; acting, I will never love this because WE, are now attracting all visitors’ attention.” “T- that… the r…room. Ms. Fidget. She, she… she WAS MURDERED!”

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

Rain said and then buried my fingers in his soft locks, the action having a calming effect on her for some reason, maybe because she knew she was safe from another smacking tonight, “He isn’t important and I’m pretty sure I will never see him again in my life so I don’t even want to think of him anymore,” She silently hoped her tactic would work and Cullen would drop it. Either that or he would send one of his men to go find the man and then kill him in front of Rain just to prove his fucking point and make her fear him even more. He still wasn’t over what had happened a few weeks ago when Rain had left the apartment and went outing with one of her male friends...Edgar was murdered in front

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

I guess life is unexpectedly a mystery. In a world where mafias ruled the underground. While the businessmen ruled the overworld that even the government couldn’t control them. Tuesday 6:30 am I woke up earlier than usual, and I didn’t know why. I was sitting on my bed while scrolling through my feed, seeing the same usual boring thing except for the recent news about a murder in an alley. Do people kill each other just for money, for justice, or for fun? Well, what can I say? We’ll never know since human nature is like a snake.