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he smirked. “Fuck you,” I chuckled. “So, there's nothing tracing her back to the cop?” “Nothing, but I think I might have found out a lead from someone else. Anna isn't the mole you thought she was. The real mole is one of our maids here in the mansion.

Said Eric. Indeed, time was not on our side but, it was still unclear how on earth we will fight Magaritha and all with her. We are yet to come up with any plan. "Don't, worry Eric," began Mr Smith. "I have heard all you have said and I understand the level of anger in you and against me. You have every right to be angry towards me, I understand. I deserve the mistrust and mistreatment because I have caused all of you this problem. You know what, I'm going to do something right now, I will tell you where you can find her. She is I Muldoch. You will find her at the king's palace in Muldoch."

Monika Cvurka………………………………………… Dog-walker Caroline Brett………………………………………….. Dr Brett’s wife Anjelica Ebbi………………………………………… Translator for Public Health England Christopher Rice………………………………………. MI6 Sir William Frederick Patterson……………………….. Chairman of JIC. Madame Charlotte Julien………………………………. French Lawyer Claude Duvall………………………………………….. Ex-French Policeman THE FOURTEEN Robbie Chase…………………………………………Property developer (Suicide) Igor Akinfeev………………………………………… Russian Businessman (Suicide)

"What have you discovered?" The investigator paused, his gaze lingering on Estella for a moment before he continued. "Lucy's past is intertwined with a secretive clan, one that operates in the shadows, shielding its members from prying eyes. Maddie, the person you mentioned before, holds the key to unlocking the secrets of Lucy's origin."

“Yes.” “And she landed a high-level internship at New York Times straight out of school.” Miles nodded. “Which doesn’t happen..Not without connections.” “Who were they?” “That’s the thing,” he said. “We can’t find any trace of contact with anyone suspicious.” I looked back down at the page. Mandy Moore. Twenty-six. Sharp eyes in every photo. The kind of face that noticed exits before décor. “What else?” I asked. “She specialized in… patterns,” Miles said carefully. “Corporate scandals…..Missing persons…..Unsolved fires and mysterious murders”

Bob said, chuckling. “Oh I don’t think that’s worse than investigating multiple murders, in which the only clue is the loans that they all the victims owe a certain bank”. “Yeah speaking of which, Danny I’m calling to tell you that you would have to open another case file, a fifth one” Bob said. Danny winced at the thought of having yet another victim of the mysterious killer. “Who’s the latest victim?” he asked “Owen Mclean an English businessman who deals mainly in real estate, I’d have my secretary send an email of the victim’s details to you, for profiling” Bob said.

He knew what this meant, what the woman who was living in our house had done? Laura had been the only one absent, probably holed up somewhere in Frederick’s room biting away at her fingernails until only stubs remained. I’d watched Mr. McKenzie dismiss the detectives coldly, turning on my feet to sulk in the Prince’s chambers when they left. “You’re a fucking idiot Darlene, what do you expect of a mafia Lord anyway? Of course he’s not going to be bothered living with a psychopath who’s been binge killing people on the side,” I ground through clenched teeth, stabbing the comb into my hair until it was pin straight, the curtain of black making me look like a slender rendition of the Mona Lisa.

“Maddox came to visit me last night, Moira. Be must be here now. Did he hear me?” To save me from the misery of suspense, Moira swiftly opened the door. But the person barging into our room left us aghast. I hardly got up and asked her. “What are you doing here, Cathy?” Our magical friend was in a hurry as she rushed towards to grab my shoulder, begging piteously. “I haven’t killed Magnus’s mom, Shyla! And after two decades, I have found a clue about the real murderer. Please help me to leave this castle. I’ll definitely repay you for this kindness.”

CHAPTER 95: THE PLAN POV: Damian I had called the detectives before we even got to the penthouse. The three officers arrived at Lucas’s building twenty minutes after we did. Two in uniform, one in plain clothes —Detective Morrison, the lead on missing persons cases in this city. “Mrs. Cole,” she said. “It’s Scarlet.” She didn’t look up from the window. “Tell me what you know.”

She manages to deceive him for a whole year until her cup finally gets filled. After four months he goes to a nightclub and brings back a lady. They do their thing and the lady leaves the next day. Bella, as usual, goes to kill her. She has no idea the lady is the daughter of one of the deadliest mafia bosses in Italy. Killing her isn't easy because she fights so well, but Bella still manages to get her down. She is about to leave the place only to come face to face with Conrald and his men. Before she can say a word, gunmen pull up and finish off nearly all of Conrald's men whom he brought along.