What Happened To Ben Hargreeves 소설 & 이야기

I looked at him, not with the terror of a victim, but with the quiet authority of a partner. "Mr. Van Der Haar, I was in that villa when the mercenaries broke in," I stated, my voice steady, though the memory was still raw. "I hid with Benjamin in a vault while men searched for us with the intent to kill. The risk is real, and the reason is simple: Benjamin uncovered a criminal operation far larger than anyone realized." I then leaned into the narrative we had rehearsed the vulnerability mixed with unwavering commitment.

I whispered to her. She nodded her head and tiptoed away. “Yes, one of the kidnappers who helped them escape was one of my boys, but I got him killed before he could return to Raymond.” No wonder that guy never showed up to collect the money I promised him. Ben is a devil, Yet he looks so innocent. Who could have thought Ben would do all these? Hearing him say the evil things he has done makes me want to cry. Why didn't I notice this from him from the beginning?

And after I'd dealt with all the crooks, I took all the money and burned all the records. Everyone said I was dead, and in a way, they were right. The Craig Hensley from five years ago had ceased to exist that night, disappearing with the wind that blew across Nevean Harbor. As for everything that had just happened, it was nothing more than a passing distraction following my departure from that life. I looked down at my phone and replied to Hugo, "We'll see." A few days later, Hugo gave me a final update on the situation. Krell's arrest triggered a chain reaction. The remaining crooks who had once slipped away with him had all been arrested this time. In the end, the bookmakers who had tried

Now that 12 years had passed, I finally returned him his freedom and a life that wasn't bound to me. I smiled, shook my head, and slowly walked toward the window. Then, I disappeared without a trace in his hoarse shouts. "No, Danica! Don't leave!" Harvey woke up with a start from his sleep. His entire body broke out in a cold sweat. Since I had been long dead, I didn't actually disappear from his sight. On the day the police arrested the drug dealers, Harvey stormed out with a desperate grip on a knife. He behaved just like a lunatic.