Mr. Jacob wonders, "Something is up."
"Is Mrs. Rosewood a black-biker, a serial killer, or none of these?"
"Am I overthinking?" Mr. Jacob is wondering to himself.
He pulls out his phone and dials Mrs.Lily's number.
"Boss, I believe the black-bike rider is Mrs. Rosewood..." he says hesitantly.
"I believe you've gone nuts..." Mrs.Lily responds with a wave of anger in her voice.
"You think that old lady can ride her bike that fast and spy on us knowing she's at risk of losing her life..." she asks.
Mr. Jacob says, "Yes, boss."
Mr.Jacob tries to justify his suspicions by saying, "We found the bike at the garage right behind Mrs.Rosewood's house.
"Come back here... You moron..." Mrs.Lily yells.
After the conversation was ended, Mrs. Lily began to reconsider Mr. Jacob's skepticism. She decided to tackle this thing on her own at the right time and location.
"I am not a moron," Mr. Jacob tells himself.
"I am not wrong... I cannot be wrong..." he screams in the car.
"I'm going to kill that old bitch for this humiliation," he says, banging his fist on the dashboard.
Back at the old mill compound, everyone gets back to work, but Mr. Jacob can't get past Mrs. Rosewood's disguised identity. He is desperate to see her ugly side. While Mrs.Lily maintained a watchful eye on him from her glass office, he kept thinking of a way to catch her.
Mr. Jacob storms out for the house about 7 p.m. Mrs.Lily notices something unusual and decides to follow him to keep him under control.
Dong... Ding...
"Open the door, Honey..." Outside, Mr. Jacob yells.
"Honey," he began to bang on the door impatiently.
"I'm coming... I'm coming..." Mrs. Jacob rushes down to open the door.
"What happened to you?" Mrs. Jacob inquires.
Mr. Jacob rushes inside and immediately to his bedroom, where he opens his secret chamber in his wardrobe cabinet to grab his revolver. He double-checks the bullets in his revolver.
Mrs. Jacob panics when she sees all of this, asking, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to kill that dog and finish the chapter of old-lady," Mr. Jacob yells.
"Please don't do anything like this," she says.
"For God's sake, think of us,"
"Don't get furious," Mrs. Jacob pleads as she holds him in the bedroom, but Mr. Jacob pushes her off the bed.
Ding... dong... ding....
The doorbell rings.
Both husband and wife are baffled as to who is at their home at this time.
Mr. Jacob tucks his revolver behind him, while Mrs. Jacob urges him to remain calm.
When he unlocks the main door, he finds no one except a note on the floor.
Mr. Jacob picks up the note angrily, "Kill me only if you can catch me. You moron... hahaha" This infuriates Mr. Jacob even more.
He glances all across the road, only to locate the person sprinting around the corner. Without wasting a second, he frees himself from Mrs. Jacob's grip and races to the corner.
"Where is he?" Mrs.Lily asks at his home.
Mrs. Jacob does not respond since she is still in shock and fear.
"Where has he gone?" Mrs. Lily screams angrily. Mrs. Jacob points her finger in the direction of her husband's leaving. Mrs.Lily sees her as a useless lady, while Mrs.Jacob sees Mrs.Lily as a rival heading towards the road's corner and Mrs.Rosewood leaving her home with a bag in hand.
Mr. Jacob continued in his pursuit of the person dressed in a black leather hoodie jacket and black denim pant. He couldn't figure out much because of the darkness of the night, but he kept chasing.
Finally, the person comes to a halt in a desolate backyard of a house and stands calmly. Mr. Jacob came running behind and came to a standstill when he realized there was no way out.
"Oh, no..." Mr. Jacob chuckles as he gasps for air.
"So... nowhere to go now..." he continues.
"What is your name?" Mr. Jacob yells.
"Turn around..." he shouts again as he walks slowly towards the person.
"Show me your face... you coward..." he shouts as he approaches the person at arm's length.
And the person turns around to show face,
"Who are you?" Mr. Jacob asks again, confused.
"I am Alex," the person says, smiling.
"Who is Alex?"
"Who told you to leave that note on my door?"
"Who are you?"
"I am her son," Alex says, pointing to Mr. Jacob's back.
"Huh....." Mr. Jacob becomes increasingly perplexed as he turns back to see.
"aaaaaaarrrrrrggggghhhhhhhh...." Mr. Jacob cries in pain.
Mrs. Rosewood stabs a battery-powered electric knife into his stomach and turns it on with a wicked smirk.
"you........." Mr. Jacob's strength wanes as the electric knife stabbed is triggered.
"Yes, I am. I am the killer wanted by the police...." Mrs. Rosewood responds with a smile of no guilt.
"In fact, people like you should die," she says as she pushes the knife deeper into his body.
"You supply drugs, and innocent people like my husband fall for it, losing his sanity and his life," she goes on.
"Criminals like you roam free while wrecking millions of families, and the police only wait for evidence," she says firmly.
Mr. Jacobs bleeds profusely from both the stomach and the mouth.
"You should die..." Mrs. Rosewood screams in anguish and pain.
Bang.......
Mrs. Rosewood is shot in the arms.
Mrs.Lily stays still, pointing a revolver at Mrs.Rosewood and her son, Alex.
Contd....

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Mrs Rosewood
Acción"Residents of Fordwich, take note. Everyone must be cautious since a serial killer is on the loose, and we believe the killer is hidden someplace around Fordwich," according to a news anchor. Mr.Jacob, fearing for his family's safety, sets out to fi...