True Crime

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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 23 ______________ "Janie has left an extensive list of items for each of you." Ms. Clark flipped through the pages in the folder, flashing us a peek of an itemized list spanning many pages. "Usually, we prefer to collect the most valuable items and distribute them here, during the reading. Unfortunately, when my team attempted to access the condo, we found quite a predicament."
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Chapters
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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 22 ______________ In the driveway once again, I thanked Mark for the tour. "If you have any other questions about the house or Antonio, you know how to reach me," he said. "I feel like we only scratched the surface."
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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 21 ______________ Maybe it was Mark's confidence that I would pick up on the house's energy. Maybe it was his admission to feeling uncomfortable in the pool area. Or maybe it was just that the pool was a very bad place, where many men had died. Whichever way, my teeth were on edge as we walked through a dark basement hallway, chasing the drifting scent of chlorine.
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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 20 ______________ Mark made us tea in the mansion's kitchen. The dark-wooded room felt like a time capsule to the '80s, vintage bordering on kitsch.
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Women Who Stay, 20. Content Warning.
Chapter 1 ... Chapter 19 ______________ Mark met me on the driveway, a grand, circular affair dotted with flowerbeds and weeping willows.
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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 18 ______________ I'm not ashamed to admit my first reaction to the headline was relief. Our contract had indeed included certain fail-safes -- Janie could have retracted her permission at any time, leaving me gagged forever. Even if Sheila was right, and I was just the last lucky reporter she'd been toying with, I found myself in an enviable position. Upon her death, I had every permission to proceed with her story in whatever way I saw fit. I was 100% certain that nothing she'd told me could be tripped up by a publishing house's rigorous fact-checking. At most, I'd have to quote her directly.
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Chapters
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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 17 ______________ Sheila took another bite of Janie's omelet. "You got your recorder thing handy? You might want to get this, too," she said. "Will probably be good for your book, or article, or whatever she's got you chasing this time."
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Chapters
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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 16 ______________ In the Somerset Diner the next morning, I nursed a hangover and tried not to throw up in my coffee as I reread my email and wished for a button to undo the last twelve hours of my life. Why the fuck had I sent it? I hadn't been drunk like that for years. At least a decade. It was no excuse.
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Chapters
Women Who Stay, 16. Content Warning.
Chapter 1... Chapter 15 ______________ Back at my desk with a bottle of wine, I listened to the day's conversation and transcribed it. To my chagrin, Janie was right. I'd lost it. I could hear it in the tone of my voice, pitching up and pinching in judgment with each successive question.
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Breaking Free: Ananya's Journey to Independence. Content Warning.
A young girl named Ananya lived in the centre of bustling Mumbai, among the din of honking horns and rushing people. Ananya felt the weight of expectations bearing down on her narrow shoulders from the moment of her birth; expectations that were as oppressive as the thick, muggy air that pervaded the city streets.
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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 14 ______________ "I can see you're reconsidering our friendship," she said with another sad smile.
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Chapters
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Chapter 1 ... Chapter 13 ______________ "What were the signs at Hollow Hill Farm?" I asked her, leaning across the table. My voice had dropped to a murmur. She matched it.
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