"What was his reaction?"Adeline Drummond released a deep sigh, "what did you expect?" She shrugged, "denial. That was what I expected, and then I had to see myself out before he did."
Jesse Gareth let out a frustrated grunt, "from all we've gathered Ada loved making an enemy out of everyone. Now I all points down to who would hate her so much to kill her and her unborn child."
"Detectives? I think I got something interesting you might want to start on." Liliane called out to them.
"Okay, so yesterday I noticed a woman consoling Brielle Schield and I began taking pictures," she started once they were opposite her, "and then I captured this not sure how I missed it earlier but," she pushed the picture before them.
On it was the picture of the man in the hoodie putting his hand into Brielle's bag.
"And this followed," she passed them the next picture.
It was the one where Brielle looked paler and scared.
Adeline turned to Jesse who sighed and huffed, "looks like we've got a lead."
"I always suspected her." He finally said.Adeline raised her eyebrows in amusement, "you're a detective keep your mind clear for once."
"Easy for you to say." He grumbled grabbing his jacket.
"I think we need to look at all the pictures first," Liliane said nervously as they neared the doors. Both detectives looked at her before looking at each other.
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He stood back and watched the murderer of the love of his life move around. He may not have done the hit, but he sold the drugs that ended her and his unborn child.
Yes. His unborn child.
Information was quickly given for the right price or when they discovered who they were dealing with.
With a nod of his head the young steel faced boy beside him walked into the shop.
The screams of fright brought delight to his mind and reflected in his eyes. He watched the boy as he held the pregnant wife of the bastard and then looked outside at him.
With hands tucked into his pocket, he turned around. The message was clear to the boy who slit the woman's throat without any hesitation. The howl of the now dead woman's husband triggered delight through his veins.
Now he knew what it felt to have hope....and then lose it. Now they were both hopeless.
As soon as the boy stepped out of the shop a hood covering his face and hands in his pockets, two cars were brought forward.
Stepping beside his master, the boy awaited further instructions.
"Go home. Clean up and burn up any evidence."
"You've done well son."
Nodding, a guard opened the door and the boy entered the car.
"Come home soon father." The man nodded and the door shut.
"Take him home and make sure he is safe. I've got business to attend to."
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After Death
Gizem / GerilimSteve Reynolds is your regular well built, doting husband with no evil wish against anyone. On a lovely, unexpectedly pleasant morning he is called to identify the bodies of his three months pregnant wife and best friend after the car "supposedly" l...