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How could he not? Roth chuckled. "I really want to know. Wouldn't have asked if I didn't." Ruby huffed. "Well, the problem is that I just can't catch a break." "Can't catch a break?" Grabbing a bill from his trousers pocket he passed it to her as he accepted the coffee. "Why do you say that?"

The Commissioner bellowed. " Yes sir," Jordan responded. He knew they were moving at a fast pace. But the superiors are always like that. They would make you feel like you have done nothing until you bring the final results. "Make sure I get feedback sooner than I expected" The commissioner insisted. "I am doing my best sir," Jordan declared, looking expressionless. He can't go faster than he already was doing. As for getting the final answer, that is certain. He would get to the root of the case and bring the murderers before the law.

So, I basically can't stand him. "He'll be back. Please enjoy," I groan. "Well, do you know such places exist to exchange partners? People come with one and leave with another. You can give it a try," he takes a sip of his drink and steps towards me as I mumble, looking down. I scan his height and the difference between my knee and his balls so I can easily take an action if he ends up doing something. "I'm not interested," I shrug, trying to walk past him when he blocks my way, almost brushing against me.

That must bite like a bitch. ‘Classy. Can see you have no concept of someone’s usefulness.’ I sigh heavily again and try to move past him to get away from this agonising conversation, but he blocks my way for a second time. Moving himself physically in front of me and halts my passing. I simmer my anger and try to just hold my shit together.

Determination fueled our steps as we raced to catch up. However, our pursuit proved to be challenging amidst the chaotic city streets. The swarm of people obscured our view, and we struggled to maintain sight of Lucas. He skillfully weaved through the masses, effortlessly evading our grasp. With each passing moment, our frustration mounted. "Damn it!" Derick cursed under his breath, his hands clenching into fists. We pushed ourselves harder, our determination unwavering. But despite our efforts, Lucas vanished from our sight, as if he had dissolved into thin air.

Theo said to him. "Promise," Maurice said and threw his fist up. It's not that they do not eat chocolates, it's just that their mother limits they're intake of chocolate. Thus having an extra bar is a luxury. The perks of having a pair of long legs, Theo was able to reach the top of the hill quickly. However, he heard what he never expected. "Do you love me?" he heard Craig, making his heart cold and frozen. And the next he heard did not melt his cold stony heart but smashed his heart into smithereens.

Unknown: I know you’re back Unknown: The past can't be changed Unknown: You’re not perfect either My chest tightened, my lungs contracted, and a chill crept down my spine. My fingers trembled as I stared at the screen. My breath quickened, fogging the frigid air. I impulsively glanced around, the eerie feeling of being watched taking hold of me. My thumb hovered over the block button, but I hesitated. Blocking the number wouldn’t stop him. He always found a way. He doesn’t have power over me. I won’t let him. He’s already taken enough.

"I know it's difficult to let go of the past, but you've already come so far. And you don't have to do it alone." She swallowed, the ache in her throat becoming heavier. She wanted to believe him, to have faith that the past was not something she was going to have to lug around the rest of her life, but the reality of what JM had shared with her previously remained on, an umbra that tantalized her. "But how do I stop feeling like I'm still. waiting for something that'll never happen?"

I couldn’t let myself believe that he cared, that he could help me. If it was in the past, yes, I would’ve needed him. But this time, I didn’t want to ask him for help. Not after the countless times I had pleaded for him to be there for me. The last time I tried, he dismissed me harshly. “It’s the punishment your father deserves,” he had said. I knew he would say the same now. Pride held me back from reaching out to him again. I swallowed my pride and forced myself to speak. “How do I get in?” My voice sounded hollow, like I was begging for something I couldn’t reach.

There were cuts on his body and mine but mine were healing and I don't want him to see it. “Let’s go,” I said coldly, walking past him without a second glance. There was no time for hesitation, no time for doubt. The hunt was far from over, and I was just getting started... The triplets are my main goals but getting to them seems almost impossible! What should I do? How do I get them?