Scott Pratt Death 소설 & 이야기

He pathetically choked on his blood and finally died the fuck off. I breathed heavily, watching the blood still pouring out of his body. "Satisfied?" Scott asked from behind me. "Yes..." I breathed out.

"No story?" "I'll ask permission first." Deke frowned, then nodded. "I guess that's all I can ask of a reporter." "You talk about my profession with such disdain. You'll have to tell me why sometime. Right now, I want to know our current situation, and the plan." He cocked his head at her. "For someone in danger, you're awfully demanding." "I'm not going to be passive. It's not in my nature." He settled at the table, and she wiped her hands dry. "The man was murdered. He was the Assistant to the Governor of Pennsylvania—Tom Scott."

The doctors were able to help me, so I knew they’d be able to do the same for Scott, maybe he was resting in his own room. My mum sends a look to my father whilst shaking her head, I knew this meant she wasn’t going to tell me but left it up to my dad to do it. He sighs walking to the other side of the bed sniffing a little as he tried to speak. “As you know, Scott, was taken to the hospital with some serious injuries and before anyone could see him, he was rushed into surgery.” My dad begins to explain but I already knew all of this, doctors told me before I was taken into surgery myself. “The doctors worked as hard as they could to try and bring him around but, I’m sorry hunny, he’s passed

Bloody images spinning in his head. Of the dead cats and rodents they’d started finding behind their house, of how Scott had shunned family and friends, becoming sullen and withdrawn, disappearing for hours into the woods with no explanations for where he’d been or what he’d been doing, of Scott’s troubles with girls, how he nearly got sent away because of what he’d done to that one girl and finally, of police finding him dead in his Utica apartment at age twenty-one, after swallowing an old shotgun’s muzzle. And then . . . all the things they’d found there.

“They are the only ones that had access to him. Oddly, none of them saw what happened.” “They should all get fired,” Becca sobbed. “Isn’t it weird that Scott dies as soon he wants to talk to us about something?” I asked, drawing everyone’s attention to me. “I don’t think it’s a coincidence.” “You think whoever killed him was trying to keep him quiet?” Enzo asked. I didn’t have to say anything for him to understand what I was saying.

Scott protested, looking annoyed. “Lectures? You’re twenty-one years old. You dropped out of college and wasted your time.” His tone was still calm. “Wasting your time, you say?! I’m trying to find out why Mom and Dad died!” Scott raised his voice. “Oh my God, Scott! Mom and Dad died a year ago! It’s time we moved on!!” Charlie raised his voice as well. “Move on?? Move on?! Are you crazy?!” Charlie slammed his fists on the table. “Enough!!” Charlie shouted. “Mom and Dad died in an accident. There’s nothing to find out!” Charlie sighed, then softened his voice. “I lost them too, Scott. But you have to stop this madness and move on.”

Scott agreed gently. Once Caroline had reclined, Scott said, "You want to know about Neil and Kenny, right?" "Yes!" Caroline spoke with determination. "I haven't been to the scene yet, but they should be dead." Hearing that, Caroline tensed. She stared at Scott in disbelief, narrowing her eyes. "You..." Her voice was hoarse. "W-What did you say?!" Scott patiently explained, "I said they should be dead." "What do you mean they're dead?" Caroline's eyes narrowed, and she lost control, yelling, "What nonsense are you talking about, Scott?!"

Scott asked, placing the items in a small sack. What? I looked over at him immediately. “What happened to him?” I asked feeling a pang of fear tear through me at the unsettled look on Scott’s face. Scott took a moment to answer. “He died, Kay.” Scott replied with a frown. My heart stopped in my chest at his words. Novo… Died? “What?” I asked horrified. This must be a mistake! Novo had protected me from Lewis and had broken many of the rules to keep me alive as a child. Conor walked over to me as I just stared at Scott in disbelief. He died? How? Why?

As she stood up and turned to go, Ellen replied, "Then I will go now, uncle; in addition, it is also fairly late." Mr. Ford changed into a frightening and serious person after Ellen left. "The Aces, Scott, what happened to them?" Mr. Ford asked. Scott answered, "Sir, they're all dead." Mr. Ford queries, "Who murdered them?" Scott responded, "The fellow named Reaper, sir." Mr. Ford was perplexed, "Is it a legitimate name or a code name?" Scott responded, "I don't think it's a legitimate name, sir."

They march outside the station with Scott, the culprit, a male cop, and alongside the DPO. Reporters scurried forward when they saw them striding out of the station, ready for the live report. "Mr is it true you have a confession to make regarding what happened to the manager of the Xi company?" A female reporter asked. "What do you know about the death of the manager? Do you have a hand in it?" A male reporter asked again. Scott lifted his hands out, and they halt. He looked at the culprit, and back to the reporters. "Let's permit him to speak. Mr Paul, can you please repeat what you told me day's back? Tell the reporter everything you know about the death of the manager."