August Whodunit: Serpentine Tears
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Nice To Meet You all, I'm Miss 𝐃𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 I'm known for my Spy skills.
You heard that right. I'm a spy and also I worked under Mr. Delilah Black.
Wondering who's Delilah Black?
-Well, he is-oops-was the man who invited me to his party that night. But He fired me the day before from his company just because my proposal did not have a risk control.
𝑰 𝒐𝒃𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕...
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 !!!
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