Miss Green ||  Serial Phsycho

Miss Green || Serial Phsycho

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In Miss Green's first written adventure, she's after a serial killer. Will she be able to catch a serial killer that went unnoticed for years? This smart, female detective is known for being stubborn and serious, but she solves her crimes in no time. Though this time she is just not certain. ---- I am so excited about this story and I hope you are two. Chapter three will be out soon! I've been working this story for a while now, but decided to go in a different direction. Updates will follow xx
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Cindy Powell uses detective work that she learned from her father as a young girl in her job as a real estate mogul Benson Easton's assistant. Benson needs to know every detail about an associate before doing business with them. It's Cindy who digs up that information. When she has a complex case, she requests help from her police detective boyfriend, Sam. While investigating several new possible clients for Easton Real Estate, she receives threatening messages. Someone has something to hide, and they'll do anything to keep their secrets buried. Cindy becomes targeted the deeper she delves into their life. *** I wake up disorientated, with my head pounding. I touch the sensitive spot on my temple. My hands are extended and handcuffed to a water pipe. I take a moment to glance around the room that is now my prison. Slowly, everything comes back to me. How will Sam find me now? I gasp when I hear the door above me squeak open. I close my eyes while I listen to the heavy footsteps descending the stairs. "Please hurry, Sam," I whisper to myself in despair.

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