Novels by David Kenn

Damian could barely keep up; everything was happening so fast. The noise and chaos of the hospital swirled around him, but his focus remained on Bianca. She lay unconscious, her breathing steady but shallow, and he couldn’t help but feel unsure about whether he should continue with the investigation or not. Bruno had just reported to him that apart from the wrecked car, no other evidence had been found. Regina's body was still missing. “Could she have escaped the scene? Could she have drowned?” Different questions raced through his mind, each one more troubling than the last. The uncertainty gnawed at him. He returned his gaze to Bianca, whose heartbeat had stabilized. Her color was gradually returning to normal, a sight that brought a sigh of relief from deep within him. But even as he felt a flicker of hope, the jolt of his phone interrupted his thoughts. It was Bruno again. He hesitated to pick it up, but he knew he had to—he had been involved in this case from the beginning. “A

The atmosphere became suddenly tense and eerie while Damian couldn't help clenching and unclenching his fist. They had just missed their chance of getting Regina because of his foolishness, he wouldn't stop blaming himself and Bruno wouldn't stop making numerous calls to ask for backup. Damian had just looked down on him even when he made it clear to him how much he knew Regina and Bianca. The tumbling car drew their attention. Both turned in horror as they saw a vehicle skidding off the road, tumbling dangerously before disappearing over the edge of the ridge. “Bianca!” Damian’s voice cracked, fear flooding through him like ice water. Tears filled his eyes as he called her name, his heart racing uncontrollably. Bianca was in that car—he could feel it in his bones. “Damian, we need to call for help!” Bruno, a seasoned detective, urged, his tone urgent. He quickly fumbled for his phone. But Damian was already moving, running toward the ridge without a second thought. His mind was a

Mary walked out of the water and wrapped a towel around her chest, while her gaze was fixed income Allen who was still shocked. "What? Haven't you seen a woman in her undies before?" 'But not you!' he wanted to say but the words hung in his throat. Seeing her come out of the water, made his heart skip a beat and he found himself admiring her. He swallowed hard and looked away, embarrassed that she had caught him staring for long. "The others would be out soon. Let's talk and go back," he said, averting the topic. "It's the middle of the night. No one would come out not especially to this pool," she answered and sat down on the second beach chair. "Trust me, they are all tired." She rested back and let out a deep breath. "I thought I wouldn't be able to see the stars again. I lost hope in surviving." He looked at her, taken aback by what she said. Maryjane was a strong-willed and determined lady who would be ready to face death just to survive. Hearing her say she lost hop

Allen, not expecting her sudden wake, jerked back and fell off the edge of the bed. "Damn it!" He muttered. "You are awake," he said. "Of course I am. You took so much time to wake up," she said and sat up. "You should have shown a sign that you were awake," he said and stood up. "I am hurt but you made me hurt myself again." "I see you are stronger now. You got everyone worried sick." "My hand still hurts," he admitted and went to sit on the bed. "Where is everyone?" "I don't know. I woke up and found no one here. Maybe they are all in their rooms. They must have spent the whole night trying to treat us." He looked at the clock on the wall and his eyes popped open. It was noon. "You are right, they must have spent the whole night and morning here." He sat back and let out a deep breath, grateful he was alive. He couldn't afford to die when he wasn't done with his mission. He hasn't gotten back at the people who hurt his mother. When he thought about his mother, his heart sk

"Doctor, something is happening to my brother!" Stephanie cried in horror and ran out of Dr Thompson's room. He quickly ran after her, going as fast as his legs could carry. He had left for a few minutes to get a syringe from his room and the next minute, Stephanie ran after him, crying that he had to go check her brother as something was wrong with him. "Allen you better not die," he said inwardly and entered the room. It was a cardiac arrest. "Everyone step back," he ordered and ran to the bed. He began to resuscitate him, while Stephanie, Josh, and George watched in horror. "This is all because of me," Josh thought, with his heart racing fast. "You can't die. Please don't die. I won't be able to survive the guilt." "Brother, please. Please don't leave me. I can't stay alone. Please don't go!" Stephanie cried out and rested her hands on her knees. "Please!" She added. The room was filled with tension. Everyone hoped for a miracle but with each passing second, their hope k

"Please, save my brother!" Steph cried out to Doctor Thompson. She looked at her unconscious brother and her heart skipped a beat. She had a bad feeling about the mission and just as she suspected, he got injured. 'If only I knew, I would have stopped him,' she said inwardly, filled with regret but it was too late. He had lost a lot of blood and was at the point of death. "The two of them are in critical condition right now and I am short of assistance," Dr Thompson muttered and rubbed his neck. "We will assist in every way we can. We are not experienced, but you can tell us what to do," Josh said in determination to do everything he could to make sure Allen and Mary get better. They had risked their lives to make sure he lived, and he wasn't ready to let that go. He owed them his life. "Great. There is an opening and exit in Mary's arms, which means the bullet went out of her the moment it was shot. But for Allen, there is only an opening. He still has the bullet in his sho