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Mysteries

Mysteries

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L’enquêteuse Brooke était assise sur sa chaise de bureau en cuir noir et regardait ses mails. Elle ferma sa session sur son ordinateur et se leva en mettant son manteau beige-crème, comme celui des policiers fédéraux. Elle enfila son foulard rose pastel en dégageant ses cheveux bouclés blond et elle prit ses clés, puis quitta le bâtiments. Elle marcha rapidement jusqu'à sa voiture, elle tremblait, elle essayait de déverrouiller sa portières, en vint. Une main se posa sur son épaule frigide. Elle serra les lèvres en tremblant et tourna la tête effrayé.
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#2 ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 𝑲𝒉𝒖𝒅 𝒌𝒐 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒋𝒉𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 ? 𝑰𝒕𝒏𝒂 𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒅𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊,𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒚𝒊-𝒏𝒂𝒚𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒚𝒊 𝒆𝒌 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊..... He is smart. She is intelligent. He loves to scare people. She is the boldest. He tries to insult her. She knows how to talk back. "Ab yeh kaun si nayi drama queen hai?" "The girl you just spilled coffee all over."He blinked, finally noticing the giant coffee stain on her white kurti. Oops. He bit back a laugh. "Arre yaar, it's just coffee. Relax. I'm sure you've got a washing machine at home. "Haan, aur mere paas tumhe tapakane se rokne ka patience bhi hai."She said. "Careful, fresher. Tumhe shayad pata nahi main kaun hoon."He Warned her. She crossed her arms, her lips curling into a smirk. ******************* "Move." "Excuse me? Did you just...." "I said, move ." "Oh, I'm sorry, your highness, but last I checked, yeh footpath tumhare naam pe nahi hai." "Footpath? Yeh mera shortcut hai. And you're standing right in the way." "Shortcut? Tumhare ego ka bhi shortcut hai kya, jo har baat pe itna inflated rehta hai?" "Wow, full attitude, huh? Freshers aaj kal kaafi daring ho gaye hain." "Attitude nahi, confidence. Tumhare jaise logon ko samajh aane mein thoda waqt lagta hai." "Haan? Aur tumhe samajhne mein kitna time lagega ki main yahan ka..." "King? Oh please, get in line. Tumhare jaise 'kings' ko main roz handle karti hoon." "Handle? Tum mereko handle karogi?" "Haan, ek baar tu hatega, toh dekh lena kaise karte hain. But for now, you're blocking my way." "You really think you can just..." "I don't think. I know , I can . Ab side ho, ya tumhari ego ke saath main tumhe bhi utha ke hata doon?" ".......Are you serious?" "Dead serious " "Tumhari akal agar thikane nhi lagayi na toh mera naam bhi.............

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