The Westing Game Novels & Stories

She said we needed to watch out for spending until we made proper budgets so that we didn’t waste away the money left for us. “It’s locked,” Zach shouted. He had rushed to the door immediately. “Here’s the key.” Hannah said, throwing it to Emmett who caught it. Emmett handed it to Zach, who went to open the door. “Who is that?” I asked Hannah when I saw a man walking towards us. He was a middle-aged, tall, burly man with a stern face, the type you see in western movies. The tall boy following him stopped at the gatepost, leaning against it.

I say, draining my coffee. We step out onto the gallery floor just in time to see Gabrielle walking in, her heels clicking against the polished floor like a metronome. She glances at me briefly, her expression blank, before moving on to someone else. "Well, look who's actually on time today," Rob whispers dramatically, and I stifle a laugh.

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

Bella calmed herself down and said while sitting on the bed, "What Peter has asked me to do is very risky, how should I do it? Stopping that deal was one thing and this. Ahh . I didn't have to say yes to the mission. I am very badly trapped. If I don't listen to Peter then I will be trapped in Weston's prison forever and if I listen then I will.' , Saying this, Bella becomes silent... Weston was in the basement at this time and was playing a game on his laptop. there was no expression on his face. After a while, Henry came and said, "Boss, what to do now?" Weston smiled devilishly, "The one who wins is the one who has the queen and Weston always wins, Which means I have the queen. Now we jus

“ Where do you think you're going? “ With an authoritative voice, Thane asked. “ Aren't we done here? Or you want some more? “ Lindy winked. “ Get out, both of you. “ Thane gestured to Dencia and Eunice, the girls obeyed. “ I am interested in you color Red, but it is off game. “ Lindy narrowed her eyes, not fully understanding what he meant. “ It means that I have grown a liking to you, and I want you to do something for me. “ “ But it is off game? “ Lindy cared so much about the game. “ I can give you everything you could ever want, be it money, property, luxury, you name it. “ “ Off game? “ Lindy asked again. “ Yes, “ Lindy shrugged. She wasn't prepared for any promises outside the game, w

After the taxi left, Wilson kept thinking about the driver’s words. It was 8 p.m. when West returned from training. After he showered and ate dinner, he was playing on his PlayStation when Wilson knocked on the door. “Yo, come in,” West said, his eyes fixed on the screen as his fingers worked the controller. The door creaked open. West glanced toward it, then looked back at the TV. “What’s up, bro?” Wilson replied seriously, “Can you pause the game? We need to talk.” “Oh.” West sounded surprised by his brother’s stern tone. He set the controller down and turned to him. “You seem serious. Nobody died, right?”

Fanny demanded I rip her hair out to get back at her for that little lame ass stunt at the spring, but Cadence Mattison doesn’t do petty in public. Oh I will get that bitch before school is out, it’s gonna happen. But not here, not now. Weston and I chatted in a little group, mostly about stupid things. They were amped up about the game tomorrow, I just smiled and nodded when appropriate. Someone then came around with some cards and I took one, totally unsure what it meant. Weston leaned in my ear, “they are what we call break the ice cards. You’re supposed to find someone and do whatever the card says by the end of the night. You don’t tell them what you’re doing though, you just try to wor

Westin's eyes flicked up to the stage, directly at me. I swallowed. That wasn't possible. I was completely blacked out, no way could he see me. The man said something else again and Westin made a face that I could've sworn looked like he'd murder the next person to walk past him before he gave an almost imperceptible nod to his colleague. The man straightened, looked up to the stage and held up a green paddle labeled 78. "122! We've got 122, do I see anyone for 125? Going once. Going twice. Last chance, this young, impressionable little werewolf cub for only $125,000! Sold! To patron 78 for $122,000.