《A Dangerous Woman (A Fay Cunningham Mystery-Book 1)》Chapter Two
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Chapter Two
Silence. I could not speak. My brain shut down on me. I was unable to move. My breath felt blocked. In what had to have been only seconds, in which I sat with such limited abilities, I was able to see. Those doll-eyes were once again glaring down at me, drawing me into the inner depths of their skinny young owner.
What I saw there jolted me so severely that when my body jumped, so did my arm, banging into my plate. Food scattered everywhere.
"Didn't think you even knew the old playboy," Mitch said, as he picked up french fries and tossed them back onto the plate.
"He gave me my start in business."
"Thought Joe -"
"Joe stepped in when his brother tried to take over the newspaper without my knowledge."
Mitch stopped picking up french fries and was glaring at me again. "What?"
"You could be a suspect in his murder."
"Thomas was murdered?"
"Callin' it an accidental drownin' so far. I'm not convinced the old guy slipped under the bath water without some help."
When Mitch picked up a french fry and held it between his formerly nicotine stained fingers like he would a cigarette, I knew he was genuinely concerned. But was that concern out of fear his police buddies would treat Thomas Wise's death as an accident and close the case without investigating the possibility of foul play? Or was he worried they would conclude it was murder and place me on the top of their list of suspects?
Instead of questioning him about it, I decided to give him something else to think about.
"I didn't see Joe today. According to the young blonde waif who answered his door, Joe was napping."
I looked straight over into midnight blue eyes, which was like seeing a reflection of my own.
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"Joe doesn't nap," I pointed out. "At least not when he knows I'm due to arrive."
I assumed Mitch would immediately want to know if I knew the woman. But no, white teeth sparkled between silver beard and mustache. He was snickering like he did before one of his judgmental comments.
"Thought you licked that streak of jealousy, Fay? You know it'll only give you-"
"Gray hair and wrinkles like you?"
The purpose of my insult was to shut him up. Certainly not to create the burst of laughter that came from him.
If the restaurant hadn't started filling with customers, I know I would have dumped my plate of food over his head .Instead, I took a deep breath, shoved back my shoulders, and left the restaurant.
Go ahead and laugh, I thought, because I would have the last laugh once the annoying man realized I stuck him paying the bill for the third time in the past week.
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Scott Jacobs, a man whose hope for the future has dwindled after being forsaken by the one he loved, turns to online gaming and a lifestyle that can only be called unfulfilling. Given a chance to play a new and interesting game, or so he thinks, he agrees to enter into a whole new world of possibilities. Origin A.R.S. Come, witness the spectacle. Warning: Tagged as [18+] for violence, adult situations, strong language, and mild sexual situations.
8 262One night.
It was a single teenage mistake that led to a very big mistake,and now am paying for my mistake.I have looked for the man infront of me for many years,but now that I have found him,he is looking at me totally dumbstruck because he doesn't remember,I doubt if he even knows me.I can still remember the way my dad kept beating me,the pain of the beating and the pain in my heart intensifying,but my answer was still the same."I don't know."Why?Because it was only ONE NIGHT.Because of one night, I have to learn about life the hardest way.3rd place winner in random category of dark academia awards 2021!
8 169T.B.O.K.K.J.
The author is too lazy and hasn't written a summary. Proceed at your own risk. lol
8 82Draegona Chronicles
This story is currently undergoing a rewrite (10/27/2021)
8 154wrong number // jack grazer
it all started with a wrong number...
8 298Bittersweet ~Popee X Reader~
Popee crossed his arms with a questionable look on his face "you want to stay here? you'll have to become a performer if you really want to stay, of course I'll have to ask my dad if you are allowed." I smiled and nodded my head slightly, Popee sighed and motioned me to follow him out. Will you be staying? Or will you not? Come and see~
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