The Killer With No Clue

The Killer With No Clue

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Misterio
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Detective y Policía
Acción y Suspenso
Detective Jia is well known in the city for her extraordinary skills and her company which solves every crime with perfection. But her peace is soon ruined by an enigmatic killer who is clever enough to not leave any clues behind, making her journey more complicated. Will Jia be able to bring out the identity of the killer or will he forever be seeped in shadows? Hop in to find out!! #Positions won in Awards!! 🥇1st in Reader's Voice Awards 🥈2nd in Mona Lisa Awards
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#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT

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