Ésta es mi historia, me llamo James Vulloq, habito en el centro de la ciudad de Londres, donde todo es un desorden, tengo 23 años, y la gente me describe como un joven de ojos oscuros, comisuras labiales tristes, de cabello oscuro y ondulado, con un tupido bigote, de personalidad intuitiva y ansiosa, siempre llevo una camisa suelta, con una remera de color opaco, acompañado de unos jeans rotos junto con unas zapatillas deportivas viejas. Soy un investigador privado encargado de resolver crímenes.
When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets.
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Natalie Driscoll is dead.
She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers.
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