Without hesitation, Alison reached out to her aunt, a seasoned cop, seeking her expertise to unravel the mystery. for assistance in unraveling the enigma surrounding the man on the table. As the man continued to rage against his restraints, his incoherent shouts filling the room. "Hello, Aunt Eliza," Alison spoke urgently as soon as the call connected. "It's me, Alison. We need your help. Aunt Eliza, a seasoned detective with a sharp intuition, wasted no time in responding. Within minutes, the door swung open, revealing a middle-aged woman with a commanding presence and a no-nonsense demeanor.the room was tense, each second dripping with anticipation as CeCe administered a sedative to calm the unruly man while Aunt Eliza carefully surveyed the scene, her eyes sharp and calculating.
What do we have here, Alison?" Aunt Eliza's gaze flickered to the struggling man on the table, and she wasted no time in assessing the situation.
''This man's name is Jon''.''Jon Maceson is the man on the table ''. '' he is 5,9 and 200 pounds'','' how did he die Alison ask CeCe. ''with time he has die 2 time before now ''. said Alison' 'he looks alive to me '' Aunt Eliza said' 'Eliza he just dropped dead like an hr. ago'' CeCe said'' will then let me do a background check' 'He was a maintenance worker at the local elementary school, "There have been reports of strange occurrences at the school, children going missing, but no concrete evidence until now''. said Aunt Eliza
Jon stopped and called out Zoe name, I want to talk with Zoe. '' i think the fuck not and how in the hell do you know my name ''. '' Zoe, who do you think your dad ask to kill you and your brother' 'Aunt Eliza stepped forward, her expression unreadable. "What do you mean, Jon? Her voice was firm. i kill her brother when he was 10 and Zoe was 7 .i was going to kill you to but your dad changed his mind, Zoe. Alison, a young assistant, hovered nearby, anger and concern etched on her face. "How did he die, Zoe" Alison's voice broke the silence that enveloped the room.
''Tyler and i usual walk home through the quiet suburban neighborhood. The sun was beginning its descent, casting a warm golden hue over the neatly trimmed lawns and colorful gardens that lined the streets. 'Tyler's voice bubbly with excitement as he recounted a particularly funny moment from class. that's when black car pulled up alongside us, its windows tinted darkly. A man rolled down the window and leaned out, his face "Hey there, kids. Want some candy?" he drawled, his voice slick and unsettling. Tyler, ever the cautious one, shook his head firmly. "No, thanks. We're good," he replied, his tone polite but firm. Time seemed to slow as Tyler's body crumpled to the ground, a blossoming red stain spreading across his shirt. I dialed 911, her voice raw with desperation and fear.
"He got a text," then "He put the gun down, but it was too late. They came too late. 'that text was your dad saying he did not want y'all dead '' said jon. think it's time we go and talk to your dad Zoe said Aunt Eliza. "I'm Eliza, by the way," Zoe said, breaking the heavy silence that enveloped them. "Nice to meet you." Alison managed a weak smile through her sadness trying not to cry. "Nice to meet you too, Eliza," she whispered
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RomanceAlison Foster is 31 and boss and CEO has fun with her new lawyer that she meets cuz her team hired her on. Zoe is a 21-year-old girl who doesn't know what she has getting herself in to when she besides to flirt with her older boss making her boss...
