The click of the trigger made the gun sound like a hollow promise, indicating that the man had indeed shot from another empty space in the chamber."You are a really lucky woman, Mrs. Isabella Rosewood. Let's see if you are going to get lucky the third time. Be warned that this pistol now has one empty space and three loaded chambers. I am going to pull out the chamber right now and spin it so fast before I shoot the next one. Best of luck on being lucky once more."And just like the man said, he did, which made Isabella's fear grow taller, and she screamed out in confessional words."Yes, I spoke on the phone by the dusty door, but please do not pull the trigger. I am ready to tell the truth and nothing else but the truth.” Her teary voice became louder, like a wailing siren, as the man fashioned a silly face out of his frowning face immediately."Oh! Darling, did you just confess to speaking with someone on the phone? Let's see what happens if you have lied again perhaps and I had a

When the man handed Isabella her phone, he ordered, "Speak!” At this moment, Isabella spoke out, her voice quivering with panic."Hey Alexa!""Hello, Isabella. What can I do for you today?” Alexa responded immediately.As Isabella heard Alexa’s voice, a level of solace fell upon her, and her fright was immediately gone. The man looked surprised by what he had just witnessed. Due to the nature of his business, he had never used a fancy phone before, only Java phones. Now, witnessing that Isabella was talking to her phone and that the phone responded back, he was enthusiastic to find out more.Seeing how interested he was, as it was boldly written on his face like an open book, Isabella continued talking."We had a conversation at the dusty door earlier. What was it all about?""That’s correct, Isabella. We had a conversation earlier. It was about the report of your mother's interview with the journalist. You asked me to find information about what the journalist asked her during the in

"No! I think I will pass on this one. Its mouth is too big, with many holes," Isabella insisted. Hence, the man dropped the weapon just as Isabella wanted and turned to the other side of the room, picked up another pistol and he said,“This is a revolver, it is immediately identifiable as the wheelgun. Invented in the 19th century, it was designed by Multi-Load. The cylindrical chambers you see in the middle of this beauty hold anywhere from five to eight rounds. The cylinder rotates every time the trigger is pressed. A complete badass, if you ask me. And with this firearm, you are unstoppable. If Ethan Mark takes a hit from this, his bones will be broken into too many pieces, and his corpse will not be identified by the forensic experts. Take it!""Nah! I'd pass. I don't want a gun from the 19th century," Isabella insisted."What a pity. You just missed a badass weapon, but anyway, luckily you have me, and there is no other dealer with great guns like me."The man picked another pist

As soon as Isabella emerged from the dusty door building, she hurried in her brisk steps towards the car park where her vehicle was stationed, facing it like a magnet to metal. Upon reaching the car park, Isabella seamlessly slid into her luxurious car, as if it were a glove fitting her hand perfectly. Her thoughts returned to what she had just encountered in the dusty door building, and a quick glance at her left wrist made her sigh like a weary traveler who had taken a wrong turn on her journey.Without uttering a word, she picked up her fancy bag, which she had gently placed on the car's front seat the moment she got in, and retrieved her newly acquired pistol as smoothly as a magician conjuring a hidden trick.Hence, she heaved out a sigh once more, and her mind traveled back to about thirty minutes earlier, when she was in a dire situation, only to acquire this weapon. In this vein, she muttered this to herself, like a contemplative philosopher pondering the mysteries of the univ

Everything Alexa said to Isabella made sense to her, and as such, since Alexa had already started her car, she pulled the car into a slow reverse and drove toward the road that leads to Ethan Mark's mansion.In this moment, it did not mean Isabella was too confident in the motive she was about to launch; however, it did not mean she had cold feet either. "Alexa, I think we should better start calling the f**ker’s landlord right now and pressure him to evict her," Isabella said as she drove on."You are correct, Isabella. We should call Elara’s landlord right away and pressure him to evict Elara Whitewind. If pressuring him does not work, we must threaten him. Anything that allows us to achieve our goal is what we must do. And right after, we must call the hotel she booked and make sure she was thrown out, so she will be occupied with a new problem," Alexa said."But allow me a few seconds to fetch Elara’s Whitewind landlord’s number and, of course, the hotel number she also booked nea