One Last Stop Casey Mcquiston Novels & Stories

"My silly boyfriend canceled a million-dollar meeting just to stay with me while I got my wisdom tooth removed." Attached was a photo taken inside an upscale private dental clinic. In one corner of the picture, half of a man's back was visible. A tailored suit. Broad shoulders. A familiar silhouette. I had looked at that back for seven years. I stared at the photo until my screen went dark. "Has your family member still not arrived?" My attending physician looked at me, concern etched across his face. "This is a consent form to discontinue aggressive treatment and transition to hospice care. We need a direct family member or legal representative to sign."

Without a word, the observer slipped his camera into a canvas bag and quietly disappeared into the shadows of the building. The next morning, Detective Noah Reed stood inside the cavernous, dimly lit interior of the Ashcroft Concert Hall. Bright yellow police tape now sealed off the backstage corridor where the murder had taken place. By sunrise, the victim's identity had finally been confirmed as Daniel Mercer, a prominent investigative journalist. A quick sweep revealed his apartment had already been ransacked, his computer wiped completely clean, and every single notebook vanished. Noah crouched beside a small plastic evidence marker near the stage. "What do we have?" he asked, rubbing hi

11:59 p.m. "Happy 10th anniversary, my girlfriend!" With Blake West's handsome face before me and our friends watching expectantly, I closed my eyes and made a wish over the candles. 12:00 a.m. Blake immediately reached over and carefully removed the tiara tangled in my hair without pulling a single strand. His charming eyes curved into a teasing smile. "Happy breakup, ex-girlfriend." The private room erupted in cheers. "It's that time of year again! Congrats, Blake. You're a free man!" "Bets are open! If you think they'll get back together, place your bets with me. If you think they won't, go see Brooks!" Amid the flashing lights and pounding music, I remained quietly in my seat as