Jack walked the steps to his front door and opened it. As he hung his mantel on the mantel rack he shouted. “Darling, I’m home!”
His wife didn’t respond, but there were noises in the kitchen, so he assumed she was cooking makan malam for him. That was one of the things that made her so amazing. No matter what time he came halaman awal from work, she would always prepare him a fresh meal. And in return he would flirt with every woman he came across. She really deserved better.
“You know that guy I had to interrogate, the one in the hospital?” he said. “There’s something really off about him. I’m going to look deeper into it”
He walked in the direction of the kitchen. “Hey, what’s for dinner? I was thinking maybe we could skip to dessert, if anda know what I mean”
He entered and gasped.
His wife was sitting in a chair at the table. Her eyelids were sewed onto her eyebrows, so they were open and her head was sewed onto her stem.
Someone coughed and he turned around. There was a woman standing in front of him. She had dark, wavy hair, she was wearing a black leather jacket, she had a very pale face and on that face a very smug expression.
Jack’s first instinct was to grab his weapon and api his entire munitions, but every single bullet had zero impact. He looked up at her, both shocked and terrified.
She lifted the axe she held in her hand and swayed with it. Jack’s head rolled over the dapur floor and his body dropped on the ground.
“Not tonight, honey” she berkata slowly and with an arrogant smirk.
His wife didn’t respond, but there were noises in the kitchen, so he assumed she was cooking makan malam for him. That was one of the things that made her so amazing. No matter what time he came halaman awal from work, she would always prepare him a fresh meal. And in return he would flirt with every woman he came across. She really deserved better.
“You know that guy I had to interrogate, the one in the hospital?” he said. “There’s something really off about him. I’m going to look deeper into it”
He walked in the direction of the kitchen. “Hey, what’s for dinner? I was thinking maybe we could skip to dessert, if anda know what I mean”
He entered and gasped.
His wife was sitting in a chair at the table. Her eyelids were sewed onto her eyebrows, so they were open and her head was sewed onto her stem.
Someone coughed and he turned around. There was a woman standing in front of him. She had dark, wavy hair, she was wearing a black leather jacket, she had a very pale face and on that face a very smug expression.
Jack’s first instinct was to grab his weapon and api his entire munitions, but every single bullet had zero impact. He looked up at her, both shocked and terrified.
She lifted the axe she held in her hand and swayed with it. Jack’s head rolled over the dapur floor and his body dropped on the ground.
“Not tonight, honey” she berkata slowly and with an arrogant smirk.
From the prison’s roof Naomi watched the ambulans men ride the stretcher with Dean on in the ambulance. A vicious smile played around her lips.
Anna had killed Dean, but had been so careless as to leave his body unguarded. Naomi had done juju on the police and the prison staff and then she had transported Dean to a cell.
Dean wasn’t convicted. In fact they would’ve released him. People that weren’t convicted yet, didn’t get a free trip to prison.
But fact was that in prison the chance of Dean being found was much bigger and Dean being found was exactly what Naomi was hoping for. See, Dean was a healthy young man-beside the fact that he was dead-and there were no physical traces, so what had caused his death. Someone like Dean didn’t just drop dead. They would want to do an autopsy, inadvertently killing Dean.
And there would be no one to save him.
Anna had killed Dean, but had been so careless as to leave his body unguarded. Naomi had done juju on the police and the prison staff and then she had transported Dean to a cell.
Dean wasn’t convicted. In fact they would’ve released him. People that weren’t convicted yet, didn’t get a free trip to prison.
But fact was that in prison the chance of Dean being found was much bigger and Dean being found was exactly what Naomi was hoping for. See, Dean was a healthy young man-beside the fact that he was dead-and there were no physical traces, so what had caused his death. Someone like Dean didn’t just drop dead. They would want to do an autopsy, inadvertently killing Dean.
And there would be no one to save him.
