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Mystery of the red roses and the dagger
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Complete, First published Apr 07, 2014
Mature
This story is about a teenage girl who receives a bouquet of red roses and a golden dagger from a mystery person. On the same day, she gets a packet that is marked as 'Evidence'. When she came home, her dagger was missing and she found it covered in blood on the next day. Who is the mystery person? What did he/she do? Read this story to find who the mystery person is and what'd they had done to Sadie and her friends.

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