Romans & histoires What Happened To Emily Prentiss

"My boy, I am so sorry that I can't give you all the answers that you want. Emily will give you more information tonight thanks to Lucille. I will never be far away. Once this first part is complete, I will be back to help guide on the next." Grandma hugged me tightly and I wished that she wouldn't let go. 'Knock! Knock! Knock!' "It's time for you to go. Please listen to everything Emily has to say." That's the last thing she said before she disappeared, leaving the warm maple syrup pancake smell lingering in the air. Jenny opened the door to let Tyler and Emily in. "I'm sorry guys. There were a couple of unexpected events that took place so I didn't get a chance to cook dinner."

I made this mistake before but this time, I won't be doing the same thing again. Emily must accept her defeat. I sat straight on the bed and switched on the night lamp to read the file in peace. With nervous heart, I opened the folder and scanned the general details on her. It didn't catch my curiosity since it contained her parents, birth, schooling and early life's details which Arthur already told me. I flipped the next page and from there, her life became interesting like a movie. "Emily Jones was expelled from college in her final year because she was caught stealing papers from her professor's office to sell them to other students for money.

His facial expression instantly became serious. He didn’t say anything, but he quickly sat up and moved closer to Xyla so that he could hear what Jeremy was saying. “Emily killed herself. Your aunt suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage… They both died yesterday,” Jeremy said. This sudden news left Xyla in a state of disbelief. She really didn’t think the two of them would end up like this. The other day, when Xyla saw Emily, Emily didn’t look like she would kill herself at all. Emily even said through gritted teeth that she would get her revenge against Xyla once she got out of prison.

Emma would need to recover fully, both physically and mentally. After a week, Emma was discharged. Morris had her back at his place. She did nothing as all her needs were attended to. Morris bought expensive things for her, flowers, and made sure she laughed all the time. Even on occasions he had to leave for work, which Emma didn't take much interest in, he sent messages to check on her. Her departmental people visited too, with Allen informing her that she was on sick leave. She was also informed that numerous officers had died that night. She was broken. Allen also informed Emma that Jim had been found slaughtered in his mansion with his guards. There was no evidence as to who did it, as

I said, and then moved closer to her. After closing up the space between us, I wrapped my hands around her gently, hugging her. She smiled and then she cupped my cheeks. “I am happy you are fine Chloe. You might not believe me but I am so happy you are back.” I smiled and nodded. We walked back to what she was trying to cook and then while I was helping her, I decided to use the opportunity to ask who the criminal was. “Grandma, who is the person? I heard from the doctor that the one who caused Emily’s death had been found. Who is it?” I asked.

They were closer than ever to uncovering the truth and ending the reign of terror that had plagued their lives. As the meeting concluded, Emily and her brothers prepared to act on the new information. The path ahead was still fraught with danger, but they were ready to face it head-on. For Emily, the drive to find answers and protect her loved ones was stronger than ever. The fight wasn’t over, but with Isabella’s help, they had taken a crucial step towards reclaiming their lives and bringing those responsible to justice.

I could see why the story would be fascinating to Emily and it was for the very reasons my mother had pointed out but I said nothing, watching Emily sweat. “Wait, are you saying you knew who I was the day we met at the bar?” Rob asked, disbelief in his voice. Emily nodded. “You were Chicago's most eligible bachelor for years Mr. Stone…it's hard not to know you”. I was glad for this distraction but I knew it wouldn't last long. Emily went on with her story narrating how she had followed the case and had been disappointed when it was ruled as a suicide. “But it was a suicide!” I cut in vehemently.

Emily continued, her tone shifting, “why did Sylvia almost die? That kind of noise brings attention.” I sighed. “That wasn’t the intention.” “Then what was?” “To scare her,” I said simply. “To break her confidence. To make her retreat.” Emily narrowed her eyes. “And the men?” “They went too far.” Her voice dropped. “And what did you do about it?” I looked her straight in the eyes. “I killed them.” Her breath hitched. “You… killed them?” “Yes.” “When?” she asked. “Within twenty-four hours.” Emily stared at me, stunned.

“Hey, Mr Lane. My name is Emily Harper. I don't know if you remember me?" “Hi, Emily.” “I hope I am not interrupting you, Sir. I need your guidance on something.” “Is it urgent? Maybe we can talk after the funeral. I don’t see you here.” My breath hitched in my throat. “Who’s funeral?” I already knew the answer to the question I was asking. “Mr Zelinsky, he didn’t tell you, did he?” I sighed, feeling my chest tightening. “No. But I can call you after.” I said and dropped the call.

*Gasp* I opened my eyes , and it was still midnight , but why am I crying? it because of the dream , I don't remember what he said , but I do know , he knows about me the real me . he ended his sentence with my name'EMILY'. that's my name in my previous world. Who is he ? he is not from my previous world , because his attire surely represents this world. I know all the main characters . but why I feel I'm missing something very important plot of this novel.