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No amount of money could change that. I clenched my fists. "You're the one who cheated, Wendy. My mom was just protecting me. Are you really going to stand by and watch her die?" The hotel belonged to the Lowell family. Within seconds, dozens of bodyguards surrounded me. Several employees stood off to the side as they laughed at my miserable state. "Dr. Lowell, aren't you the heir to the Lowell family? Since when do people like him get to beg you for treatment?" "Seriously. He even laid a hand on your assistant. He got what he deserved."

Rowan drew his face closer to mine as he lowered his voice. “I know who did it. It was Thorn”. Thorn? What. “Are you sure about that?” I'm aware of the deep disdain Rowan and Thorn have between them, so maybe Rowan might be doing this out of hatred. “Yes I am dead serious!” Rowan said, looking me straight in the eyes. His stare fixed at me, sending chills down my spine. “And most important of all” He hesitated before speaking again. “Luther was the one who ordered it”

"One day, it could be you in the crosshairs. Not because of who you are. Because of who I am." She turned. The morning light cut him in two—half the man who'd buried his face in her shoulder last night, half the expressionless killer at the end of the hall. "What? One day you'll shoot me?" The color drained from his face. "I'd sooner put a bullet in my own head." His voice had dropped to something almost inaudible. He didn't finish the sentence. He didn't need to. Her tears fell. She didn't wipe them. She let him see.

“As if Evelyn is some kind of a saint or something. She is pure evil and capable of doing even worse than this. I'm only angry that I had underestimated her. I should have seen this coming!” The last words came out a little too strongly, and at the same time, he overturned the table, sending it hurtling to the wall. “I'm sorry about that.” He said to Clara's mother. I understood Derek perfectly well. Evelyn was capable of doing even worse. “We still have an unanswered question.” Beta Rowan remarked calmly. “Which is?” Derek asked. “What killed him?” Rowan was pointing at the dead man on the floor. “We all saw it, the way his neck suddenly twisted… that wasn't his own doing. That wasn't ordin

He was weeping silently now, his shoulders heaving. If I didn't say it, Nathaniel was going to kill everyone. I could see it in his face. He was itching to do it. "Six. Five..." "Him!" I pointed a shaking finger at the man who was guilty. "It was him! The one in the middle!" The silence returned, sharper than before. Nathaniel stopped counting. He walked over to the man I had pointed at and grabbed him by the hair, hauling his head back. "Is this the one, Princess?" Bane asked, standing up slowly.

This witch wasn’t playing about. Well, he had been ambushed twice, but a little bit of blood and gore was nothing to him. What truly sank in was the fact that the witch had no problem with killing the man like he was nothing more than a pawn piece on a chessboard. He did his job in ensuring Rowan got to this specific location, and when he asked about her, he was killed. Whether that was some spell where the person would die before giving any details away or if she did some voodoo doll malarky and ended his life by the tip of her fingers, Rowan didn’t know, but it was clear she wasn’t one to be messed with or underestimate.

I hated when people said it was nice to see you again when it was under fucked up circumstances. I did not hold back much information from the detectives "Earlier today my mother, April White, was stabbed multiple times. Thirty-one times to be exact. In upstate New York there is a serial killer known as the Tally Man. He is on the FBI most wanted list. They are looking for a man named Sean Donaldson, but that is just an alias. His real name is Spencer Delrose. He is the son of Big Teddy who is the leader of the gang The Unsainted. Spencer Delrose was the one who knifed my mother down earlier today."

"He planned this carefully, storing clothes at the store beforehand. This was a deliberate attack on my cousin!" My cousin's death wasn't an accident. Luke: "The killer is a woman." I studied the comparison photos closely. "Her walk seems familiar, like someone we know." Luke leaned back against the couch. "Mrs. Stewart! It's Jacob's mother!" She was on that rooftop when my cousin died! With Luke's hint, I finally recognized the "thin man's" identity! "She really is responsible for my cousin's death!" Earlier suspicions had chilled me, but now, with concrete evidence, I felt frozen. I grabbed my phone to call Penelope.

Unfortunately, a piece of news that could shake Helso's branch to its core slid into the air before he and his team could breathe a sigh of relief. "HQ has found the mystery killer! The photo's already sent out to every branch!" The branch was shaken, and Orion came closer for a good look. He'd heard about the killings, but he wasn't involved with the investigation. After all, he had been in seclusion until very recently. Soon, a photo appeared before them. It had captured part of the killer's face. When they enlarged it, the killer's face came into clear view. The killer… was Zeke Carter.