Shadows of Deception

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ht my brother was dead. I tried to suppress the uncontrollable urge to just jump to a crazy level. It couldn't be p

ure I wasn't tripping of my sanity. It was real. The writing was his and it was addressed to someone Called 'B,883.' The car

mistake and I dropped my bag. Low and behold, the card was staring right a

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princess who needed her Prince Charming. Plus, I kinda have a

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No respectable lady should even set foot here. Men crawled around this place like ants on sugar. They were probably on the heaviest stuff, I figured. The place literally reeked of disgusting smell and sweat. I seriously wanted

hese men needed some

possible to avoid more piercing eyes. No way was I throwing candy for th

der that I couldn't breathe properly. I was about to

t recently moved out. I made my way to the kitchen when I stepped on something solid on the ground. It was a phone that looked like it was smashed on purpose. There was another kind of writing on a card on the ground. Exactly like the one I got in the bank. My heart was suddenly sk

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ldn't have noticed the bend picture frame on the wall. Moving to take the frame out I saw a box behind it. like a safe box but it was opened. It was as if someone was rambling through the box's contents before. I dropped the frame and started going through the files inside the box. I needed something, anything to pin me to my br

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I needed to be quick. I dragged the file containing my brother's name and dipped it in my bag. The voices downstairs was getting closer

hed inside the room. They began rambling everything, as though they were searching for someth

aste." Another male voice. From the hearing of things, I coul

you believe their words now, don't

take everythi

s beating too fast and I couldn't see properly. Some minutes past and when I didn't hear the voices again. I mo

d

ceptionist at the apartment to enquire if my brother Daniel Grey h

said

st anxious about what was happened.

about something I wasn't so sure of. I still had that cell phone and the document and it was my only

outside. Yet the chilling feeling of unease never left m

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as I took a turn towards the hotel I rented. For some odd reason it felt like it

ow? I only do that wh

bag, maybe because of fright. I bit the person's hands to let go of me and surprisingly, he did. But another ma

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lders girl." One