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KILL WITH STYLE - DIANNA DIVERNO
The Devils with Peter Hampshire.
Now her hair was completely irrelevant, nor did his youthful appearance matter to her. When she got out of the taxi, she got out at the corner of a cul-de-sac because yellow tapes surrounded the scene of the accident and murder and no one could pass. Patricia looked forward for a few minutes and then began to feel anxious. She approached the man.
- I'm sorry, this is my jeep - she said to a policeman who was standing there and didn't let the curious approach - and my friend Vicky Bell was killed.
The officer looked at her for a few moments. The place was full of people in uniform. The officer turned around and said something to the man next to him. Soon after, she was approached by a man who was about fifty years old.
- You're the woman I talked to a few minutes ago, aren't you? – asked the question and then looked at it for a while.
- Yes - she looked very confused - I'm Patricia Thompson.
The two said ''hello'', and he lifted the tape for her to let her pass.
- I'm Patrick Baker, the man you talked to some time ago.
They were on their way to the place where their favorite Jeep was completely destroyed. She saw the glass broken and the door open. She was also able to see the body of Vicky Bell that was on the ground. She was dead. Patricia Thompson was shocked.
- Is this your friend Victoria Bray Bell?
She nodded. She couldn't even speak.
- Yes, that was Vicky - she stammered.
- You have to go to the police station to make a statement.
- My statement? – she repeated.
- Yes I do. Someone wanted to kill your friend, or someone wanted to kill you and mistakenly killed your friend.
She looked at him without saying a word. She will be attending Peter Hampshire's funeral. But no, now she should be instead of Vicky Bell, she should be dead.
It was the first time Patricia Thompson had not felt the lack of that corner of her life.
They directed her to the police station.
A man in a black suit was sitting at a large wooden table. The office was elegantly decorated.
- Have you finished the job? – asked the man in the black suit. He was on the phone with someone.
- Everything was done as you requested - replied a voice from the other end. - The Jeep was destroyed, and Patricia Thompson is now dead.
- Wonderful, the money will be in your account as soon as possible.
The two hung up.
Post je objavljen 24.11.2025. u 15:13 sati.