Tragic Death


    I felt a chill run down my spine. The person on his way to meet me had died tragically in a car ident.


    I suspected it couldn’t just be a coincidence. Moreover, he only wanted to share information with me


    about As, yet it cost Kennedy his life.


    It was disturbing that a refined and polite–looking person could die so suddenly. I realized this incident


    was far from simple.


    I grew increasingly uneasy as I watched Grayson rush off to investigate. I also wondered why the


    officers didn’t ask me about the information regarding As.


    Since Kennedy had died due to a drunk driving ident, why would the cops still conduct an


    investigation? It was contradictory.


    However, if it wasn’t a simple coincidence, who killed that young man? Was it Celine or someone else?


    I couldn’t imagine As’s involvement in this conspiracy or what secrets the Pierce family held to drag


    innocent people into their web. These things haunted me all afternoon.


    I left the building after clocking out and saw the congested streets. I hated getting stuck in traffic, so I


    parked in front of a store to wait until the rush hour passed. Suddenly, my phone rang, startling me.


    Lately, I grew nervous whenever the phone rang. My mom called, so I hastily answered, “Hey, Mom.”


    Meanwhile, I noticed a car pulling onto the quiet street. It was a bright red sports car, which stood out in


    this tranquil neighborhood.


    I stared at the moving car while talking to my mom. She asked what time I’d be home, clearly worried


    about me. My parents had noticed something was amiss with me over the past few days. They


    monitored me through phone calls since they couldn’t restrict my movements.


    I assured her, “Mom, I’ll be home soon. Please stop worrying. Traffic is heavy, and I’m stuck in it.”


    Suddenly, the car stopped nearby. I couldn’t help but wonder who might be inside. Perhaps it was a


    wealthy youngdy. Then, I saw someone leaving a nearby store and hurrying toward the parked car.


    quickly hung up because I recognized the man as Keegan. I watched as he reached the car, behaving


    with utmost respect.


    The driver lowered their window, but i couldn’t see who it was from my angle. Immediately after, I


    recorded the interaction with my phone, I saw a fair hand extend from the car with a small paper bag.


    Keegan eagerly took it with a smile


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    I was surprised as the car drove away. The sly Keegan nced around before getting into a shabby


    sedan. I couldn’t resist recording that, too.


    When they left, I reviewed the video I had recorded. I realized it was a woman after zooming in on the


    fair hand. Meanwhile, the paper bag she handed over seemed hefty despite being small. I couldn’t help


    but wonder what Keegan was up to.


    I nced at the red car in the video and then sent it to Grayson. I also told him to find out who owned


    that car. I did all that instinctively.


    However, I was shocked when Grayson called me back ten minutester. I didn’t expect that car to


    belong to As. Of course, I knew As wasn’t driving it. It was more likely Ste instead. I had seen


    her a few times but never saw her driving that car.


    1 knew little about cars, but that one looked expensive.


    Now, I wondered what Ste had to do with Keegan. Although I knew Liora had some connection to


    Celine, I didn’t think Ste would meet Keegan. What about that paper bag Ste gave to Keegan?


    I was curious, especially given Keegan’s cautious and sneaky behavior. I knew there was something up


    with that paper bag.