Jr の小説・ストーリー

She left the condoms on the island and shuffled blindly into her bedroom, cursing lowly when she stubbed her toe against an table in the hallway. Once inside, she stripped and slid nude into her cold sheets, pulling her laptop from the bedside table and powering it up. She sighed contently as she typed in an all too familiar name into her search engine and waited for the results to pop up. Great, there were more news articles she thought absently She clicked on the top result and smiled when a chisled face filled her screen. It was a interview article on Kain Griffin, the co-owner of the most popular private security company in the state. The article was done by one Miss Wendy Richer for The

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Cassi asked but it sounded more like a statement. "Mommy can we get apple juice?" Jordan asked and she nodded, most of his features came from Jason, his eyes matching my emerald green ones the black hair was the debatable but his facial structure was all his father, Eclipse was the same while Trinity was the perfect mixture between Jason and Cassi, taking Cassi's brown hair and Jason's blue eyes. "I'll get it," I told her going into the refrigerator filling three cups, before returning the box of apple juice to it's resting place.

Very weird. * To Be Continued *

That money will be my advance payment for you under my application. He looks dazed to himself at the mirror; he cannot believe that this time will be his lucky day. He types his reply but when he hears the whimpering sound—he immediately get the bowl from the sink and runs to his sick grandmother. He is holding her vomit but when Sam gave it to her, she freely let it all out. Her poor grandson is blank when seeing her like that. Georgia keeps on vomiting some gastric juices and it yellowish in color. "Nay? Wait, I-I will call the nurses. You are vomiting gastric juices," her worried grandson goes towards the nursing station and tells the current situation of his grandmother.

"It is." "It doesn't taste sweet," she muttered, setting the glass down as if it offended her. He chuckled, shaking his head. The waiter returned, this time with the manager. "Welcome back, Mr. Shawn," the man greeted. Kane gave him a short nod, then turned back to the waiter. "Can I get a glass of juice for the lady?" Mona's lips parted slightly in surprise. When the juice arrived, she smiled. "Thank you." Kane didn't reply, but his lips twitched slightly.

**Lisa's point of view:** Ace’s men led us to another convoy of SUVs waiting outside. The tension in the air was palpable, but knowing Ace was with us brought a sense of calm. Mia, still weak but more hopeful, held my hand tightly as we climbed into the back seat of the lead car. Ace sat beside me, his presence a reassuring anchor. As we drove through the winding roads, Ace filled me in on what had happened during his trip. He had been tracking The Jackal for weeks, only to find that the elusive criminal had orchestrated this attack on our home as a diversion. Ace’s anger was evident, but so was his determination.

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