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the other side of the bed. She couldn't sleep, so many things on her mind. Especially abo

t refused

to distract herself. She got to her desk, her office in her house and be began going through some files. She

wned as she went through it. Suddenly, she r

" she w

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use this early?" asked Jessica frowning. Her hair ru

portant." Shirle

l I get you som

k you. Ca

nk someone want

I don't know. Shirley, pleas

ntinued. "Your dad did have

houted Jessica

Your dad's enemies haven't been ca

r relatives were upset, they kicked against it. They all

their r

started talking, answering S

get something from my dad. My mum and Charles were happ

e nw, who'll g

, Uncle Simon

n was so upset when you

es

want to kill you is

mind, Shirley, you don't

society today, people kill for money. Who else would benefit from your death if no

see reason. "And if I die, he'll have a reason to claim a

hen did you

maybe when fath

does he

scared, so scared." Jes

I'm here." They sha

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ared, she never wanted to have anything to do with guns, her distrust for the cops, but she was in danger, serious danger and sh

I see Detec

blonde hair. The secretary of Carl, replied, "He'

that sweet smile she gave

can't wait. Te

ma'

said, "its urgent. . . .Shirley." She wasn't sure. She just though

lways," said Carl, brea

hat way. He was handsome, with dark hair, a body that any girl wou

ere for you to flirt w

u. Just acknowledging how beautif

k you. Can

. Com

office revealing a beautiful room. The wall was decorated with gold medals,

lower pot in his offi

plied feeling a little bit awkward.

ll anyone or make it public, let

been shattered. She was desperate for help, she knew that but she wasn't going to let anything come betwe

look. "I'm just asking you to keep this confide

e best to make it known so as to help

e, but I don't wanna make it public. Yes, I'm so desperate

od up t

this worried. Whatever the problem was, she must be willing to d

fortably balanced on his chair and

ey ob

thing. It'll b

ank

o find them. Make them or him rather, confess and free Jessica. To get them from tormenting the frig

ew why Shirley wanted it a secret

how had a secret. It would lead to many more. Something C

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that same cheerful smile on her face. Saying hello and giving

was told no. Jessica told Christabel, the receptionist that she wasn

le children that had bruises on their arms. A blo

r! It

soothing her arm, using a soft tone, "

ing me," the blonde g

't, com

ca's arms and put her arms round

ca knew that something wasn't right. She let go of the little girl, took her

essica did all she did with the kids. His beha

ca couldn't remember doing anything wrong. What does he want? Why won't he tal

arm. "Where are yo

o my office, I was attending to my patients. Made me send them out and you're refusin

what she had said, he released her arm. Sh

you were

e, I change

ou need

get my mind off certain things. Resting wo

know when you hav

It does

about

u I won'

tant! I wanted you to

hy should I meet hi

to. I won't take

ink about it

there for me, please." Giving her a baby look, h

like a child, an innocent one just to have her say yes. She couldn't say no

omething he wants badly. He moved closer. Gave her a soft kiss on her temple and forehead. "Thank

e children back in an

be con