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I grabbed Linda's head and forced her to face me as I screamed at her almost hysterically. "Tell me! How did my parents really die?!" A deafening crash sounded outside as police officers broke through the door. They approached Linda and showed their badges. "We've found evidence linking you to a murder committed many years ago. You need to come with us and cooperate with the investigation." Linda trembled so fiercely that she could not speak. Another officer approached Jenny. "Ms. Jenny Moore, the weight-loss biotechnology company registered under your name is suspected of illegally harvesting fat cells. You'll need to come with us as well."

"I only said they deserved to die. I didn't kill them. I hadn't even made my move yet, and they just… died. Like the universe decided enough was enough. "I'm not gonna lie anymore. I wanted to kill them, yes. I planned to. But I never got the chance. I don't know why they died before I even touched them." "Hannah." Alex's voice came again. Not cold this time, but steady. Too steady. I raised my head, eyes stinging, and through the blur, I saw it. He was holding a phone in his hand. The screen was cracked, caked with dirt and dark stains. My heart lurched. It was Mike's phone.

He even raised a corgi, a dream of mine, and surrounded himself with plushies, just as I had wished. He went further, staging a grand wedding, a fantasy of mine, and introducing me to his family and friends. It was as if he'd known my deepest desires all along, only to deny them. George burst into the hall halfway through the wedding. "You and your lover killed Holly! How dare you throw a wedding with Holly now? This is appalling. "I've killed Marie. You need to pay the price as her accomplice! If the law cannot bring you to justice, I will do it for Holly!"

Still, because I had become used to the excruciating sensation of vervain, I chose to ignore that it was causing the skin on my hands to burn. I gave him a wink and replied, "That's for me to know and for you to never find out." This infuriates him even further since he quickly grabbed another book and began rereading it. "1775. Kurt Luke, accused of murder, was found dead by the creek. He was ripped to shreds. I've been to many different towns and heard stories about this. People are being murdered without any explanation. There is no evidence to support the case. They call it the Pearl. You never know who the victim is going to be, and you never know how they're going to die. One day, out

I beamed. "Crazy, isn't it?" "Fucking crazy, for real." "First, we put THE DA VINCI CODE by DAN BROWN here." He picked out the book and inserted it in the center line of the shelf. He put HOW TO STOP TIME by MATT HAIG, followed by EVERGREEN by NAOMI HIRAHARA. "Then KISS THE GIRLS by JAMES PATTERSON." He put it next to the first book. "I've read that." I went on in a spur of excitement. "It's a thriller and mystery novel about a detective who's trying to track down a serial killer. So many twists and cliffhangers. Total page-turner." I giggled.

Chapter 9 – Murder Case Axel King POV When I walk into the house, I’ve this ominous feeling. The place is creeping with cops. I bite my lip before walking up to my partner Atlas. “What’s going on?” I ask him. “It’s crazy, a girl was raped and killed. We were called because of the murder, but cyber is taking the lead.” He says causing my heart to skip a beat. She was going to be here? I didn’t expect her to be called. Or that we would ever work together again, we just left each other an hour ago, I didn’t know what to say to her. What was I supposed to say to her?

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She ran her fingers along the spines, feeling calmer already. She settled herself into his desk chair, tucking her feet underneath herself. She figured grabbing a book might help her sleep or at least distract herself. It was then that she noticed a familiar leather book poking out from the center drawer. Silently, she slid the drawer open. It was the book her grandmother had given her weeks ago. A page was tabbed. Curious, she flipped to the page and her eyes widened in horror at the entry. Ava Brochade m. Smith, 1963-still living. Residence previously unknown. Whiteridge, house in Estates neighborhood. Over 100 known kills. (most of which were known to be unauthorized.)

“No. Honestly I can’t stomach seeing the two of them together. They’re like It’s like everything that happened over the last few months were some type of dream. She’s even more in love with him than before. It makes me sick. So no, I technically haven’t heard anything. No more proof, that is. That he may have had anything to do with the murder.” I told Lo about how Kira was now looking for the book, growing tired as I spoke despite the comfortable couch. “Hopefully she finds it,” I added. “I know she doesn’t like spending time there. There’s a new archivist helping Marge and I don’t think they really get along.” I grimaced, my vision suddenly swimming as I finished. “Hmm. I haven’t had any m

before slowly letting her go. "You're welcome." That was all she could think to say. She slowly turned and headed into the airport as Jax got back into the car before getting in further trouble with security. ...Author's Note… You can order the first arc, Stranger Than Murder in paperback on July 1st, 2021, from Amazon. Thank you for your support. I hope to keep creating fun characters for you to enjoy.