Chapter 73 Jasmine?
In a dimly lit bar on a rainy Friday evening, Marcus and Michael sat at a small table in the corner, nursing their drinks and engaging in quiet conversation. The clinking of glasses and muffled chatter of the other patrons provided a familiar soundtrack to their routine hangout.
It’s been almost 2 weeks since they last heard from the detective. Though Marcus was worried that things might not get in his favor, he still waited patiently.
As they delved deeper into their conversation, the atmosphere between them grew more relaxed, the weight of the workweek and anxiety slowly dissipating with each sip.
Suddenly, the tranquility of their evening was shattered by the sharp buzz of Michael’s phone as a message popped up on the screen.
Michael’s brow furrowed as he read the message, his expression shifting from one of casual relaxation to one of intense concentration. His eyes widened in disbelief as he absorbed the words on the screen, his grip tightening around the phone in an attempt t
Haga clic para copiar el enlace
Descarga la aplicación Webfic para desbloquear contenido aún más emocionante
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil