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September 14 - September 18, 2023
The abnormal sterileness set her teeth on edge.
“Brett either knew his killer and let them in, or they had a key.
“Was the apartment cleaned too?”
My guess is Lumen let his killer in and never made it back upstairs…
“The security footage.”
“It’s been disabled.”
“Violet Lennon,” Garrett answered after he followed her line of sight. “Brett’s assistant.
“And she’s still here?”
Killers often lingered to watch their masterpieces unfold.
Garrett’s pull. Classically handsome and sweet, he was a storybook prince come to life,
“No one is ever an unhappy client.”
“Was Lumen currently working with a client?”
“A Mr. Eamon Stone is… was Mr. Lumen’s last client,
“He bought the old Reale Mansion.
“The Reale family founded Bajka,”
“They owned most of the town and the surrounding forests, but decades ago, the family suffered bankruptcy.
“Here it is. The first piece Mr. Stone commissioned was a custom chandelier for his foyer.”
he often found himself wondering just how far the angry flesh descended.
she often felt his gaze when he thought she wasn’t looking.
She hadn’t dated since the attack, her flesh still pink and angry with scars.
“Night, partner.”
Cerberus’ tail whipped through the air, a menace to anything in its way.
as they closed in on her cabin, a figure emerged from the trees.
the moment she disappeared, Cerberus calmed.
Not once did he act out.
The blonde woman in her forties was magic with coffee and a sorceress with baking.
an introvert who preferred a book and her dog,
I could hug you,” Garrett said when she arrived at the station six minutes later, coffee and pastries in tow,
“They created a beautiful heart of roses to replace his organ.”
“Why take the heart?”
what do they mean?”
11:00 a.m. on Saturday, Brett Lumen walked downstairs into his workshop and turned off his security system.
Lumen didn’t want a record of who he was meeting.”
I suspect our killer is local.
his will
Brett left everything to his assistant, Violet.”
It is plausible she possessed the funds to hire the killer,” Bel said. “Did anyone check her alibi?”
“Most of her day checks out, but there are still gaps in the timeline.”
“Hello, detectives,” a whiskey smooth menace drifted from the shadows,
the rich voice. It was death and sex.
a looming shape emerged from the shadows.
A perfect body carved from stone and transformed into flesh.
“We had multiple projects planned for the next few months as I restore this estate, and the chandelier was first.”
“Brett had completed the chandelier. I made the final payment and picked up the piece.
I purchased this mansion to remain far from the public eye, intending to restore it in peace.
“Here.”
Working.”