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Diana asked out of curiosity. "Criminals like him have a motive when they kidnap. Didn't you notice him looking at us? He also grabbed my... y'know. He's sexually frustrated." She pulled in their parking lot. "I figured, since he didn't kill them, someone else must have also slept with them. "Wow, we're so lucky to have you here. I bet they liked you in Texas too," Caleb said. They entered their quarters through the back door. "You're back," Mitch greeted.

"Gorgeous! sweety! It's OK, you don't have to tell me anything. I don't want you to be this uncomfortable just to talk about your past" "I have to, No, I want to" she didn't say more and gave me time to collect my thoughts, "When Mr, Dubois was about to shift today, I thought I was going to lose you", I took a deep breath remembering the whole scene, he could've killed her easily.

she strained before storming out of the room. I watched the door slam behind her and then my eyes returned to Asriel. I flinched, noticing that, throughout this time, his stare belonged to me alone. "I'm sorry, Nova. I know that this must be tough for you… You didn't deserve to be mistreated, accused of something you didn't do… betrayed…. But the Dubois family has always been like this. Every member of that family is rotten to the core." Something stirred within me, and I snapped. "How can you say that?! Do you even know them?! And can you be so sure that I didn't try to murder Lya Crain?!"

"You think it's the same person who tried to sabotage me at the Aureate Awards?" "It's possible. But there's no evidence linking the two. Yet." "That woman, Dubois. Did she confess?" "She told the police everything she knew, but she'd never met the person who hired her face to face. And the old man from the surveillance video, he's out of the country. It's going to take some time to track him down, with jurisdictional hurdles to clear." I breathed out slowly. "What kind of enemy hates me that much? One failed attempt wasn't enough, now they're doubling down? I was barely back in Skyline a week."

“That’ll take me… days!” Kenneth didn’t even blink. “Then, I suggest you start stretching.” *** Meanwhile, the Dubois couple was out on a private yacht, sailing between islands and enjoying fancy drinks with their invited guests. Why not? The King of Freedonia was paying for everything, or so they claimed. The front desk manager had messed up big time. But the real problem? He didn’t even double-check their story. That small mistake gave the Duboises the perfect chance to pretend. And they ran with it, living large, like there was no limit.

X Dubois isn’t Dodge City, but it’s not Mayberry either. We’re a little shy of thirty-thousand residents and most of what we see here is what we call “property crime”. Thefts and burglaries. Plenty of vandalism. Trespassing. We get a fair amount of dope cases, not near as much as Davenport or Iowa City, but it’s been growing each year. The “violent crime” that shows up on our annual reports, and puts our per capita rate higher than Des Moines, is almost entirely bar fights, domestic cases, and the handful of times each year drunk driving turns into manslaughter.

She looked at me with a mixture of hurt and confusion. “Noo, don’t come close to me, you lied to me Debby, why didn't you tell me that Brian was a wanted criminal and a fugitive. That he is the infamous Rogue king.” I shouted, and finally couldn't hold it. But Debby didn't say anything. She just stood like a deer caught in a headlamp, unable to speak any words. And it didn't look like she was going to say anything.

The Dubois and Grant families sitting together looked nothing like a happy union. It looked like a deal being negotiated. Clarisse Dubois sat upright on the edge of the sofa, pearls gleaming, her sharp nose tilted just enough to make it clear she didn’t approve of anything in this room — least of all the Grants’ gaudy chandelier and fake laughter. Zachary’s mother, Helena Grant, could not stop smiling. “Mrs. Dubois, it’s such an honor to have you in our home! Chloe’s been such a blessing to Zachary, we can’t thank you enough—”

Just then, a news report rang out from the television in the library. "At 10:20 am today, in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, the police found a corpse belonging to a woman approximately 29 years old with a height of five feet six inches…"

Caroline looked at Marietta expectantly. Marietta took a bite and gave a thumbs-up. "It's so delicious! I dare say that this is the best meal I've ever had. And your cooking is just like my mother's. Her cooking was the best. Too bad I didn't inherit any of her talents." "It's okay. If you like my cooking, I will make it for you often." "All right! What a good daughter you are." While they were talking, the report on the TV grabbed their attention. "This morning, villagers found a body at the foot of Slopecrest Mountain. According to the police, the deceased was the recent popular star, Daphne Dawson …"