Sarah is dead

1987 Words

[Daniel's Pov] [5 p.m., Evening] [Leaving the office] I was sitting in the office and was busy with files. Layla, who had just become my personal assistant, was standing next to me. She was waiting for me to finish my work. She was anxiously tapping on the files in her hand with her fingernails, but she was unable to say anything due to fear. “What's the time, Layla,” I asked, allaying her panic. “Sir, it's 5:15 pm,” she quickly answered my question. “5:15 pm?” I frown. “What is the time of the meeting?” “Sir, at 5:30 pm,” she reminded me. The meeting with the Singapore delegates was re-fixed as Ava's murder was still under investigation, and I don't know how mom convinced them. “And the way from our office to the Sunset Valley Hotel is 20 minutes.” She continued. I raised my he

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