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The Amazing Marcus Puth Chapter Eighty three.
Sandra let out a loud scream as Marcus dropped the jar, his eyes fixed on Don's lifeless body on the floor. Marcus groaned, regret etched on his face. "I didn't mean to hit him on the head," he muttered, standing up to untie Sandra. "We need to get out of here as fast as possible," he urged, his voice low and urgent.Sandra's voice cracked as she asked, "What about Don? What will happen to him?" Marcus reassured her, "He'll be fine," and she nodded, though her eyes betrayed her worry.Marcus quickly scanned the area to ensure they hadn't left any incriminating evidence behind. Satisfied, he took Sandra's hand, and they made their way to the receptionist's desk. They put on a calm facade, acting like nothing was amiss, and swiftly exited the building. Once outside, they broke into a run, desperate to put as much distance between themselves and the scene as possible."What if they check the CCTV cameras?" Sandra asked, her voice trembling."We'll claim self-defense," Marcus replied,
The Amazing Marcus Puth Eighty four.
John got up and walked out of the hospital, getting into his car and pulling out his phone. He dialed a number, and on the second ring, a voice answered."I have a deal for you," John said, his voice laced with urgency."Boss, you haven't paid for the last job we helped you with," the caller reminded him, their tone firm but familiar.John groaned, knowing he was out of cash. He cleared his throat, trying to sound convincing. "If you're able to do this job, I will pay you immediately. This is an instant payment," he pleaded.The caller paused, then said, "I'm only agreeing to this because it's you, Boss." John let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you so much.""What's the deal?" The Caller asked, his curiosity piqued."The usual," John replied, his voice hinting at a familiarity with John's requests."Good, send the location," the caller instructed, and with that, the call ended. John sent the location with a sly grin, whispering to himself, "Sorry, Don, but your journey ends here." H
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Marcus crashed to the ground, the impact sending shockwaves through his body. The killer sneered, delivering a brutal kick that sent Marcus's head spinning. As blood began to seep from his wounds, Marcus groaned, his vision blurring. He struggled to his knees, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at his attacker.The killer cackled, clearly enjoying the spectacle. "I had no intention of harming you," he taunted, "but since you're here, I might as well kill you too. And when I send your body to my Master, I'll receive a handsome reward." His smile twisted into a malevolent grin, revealing a sinister intent.The killer aimed a kick at Marcus, but Marcus grabbed his legs, holding them in place. The killer tried to pull away, but Marcus's grip was too strong. Marcus stood up, and the killer found himself on the ground. Marcus sneered, "You were saying?"The killer groaned, clutching his leg in agony. Marcus had never kicked him so hard before. Marcus kicked him again, this time in the
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Marcus scrutinized the photograph, but the cryptic message only seemed to mock him with its silence. Frustrated, he tossed the picture aside and resumed his search for any clues related to the Tycoon Lord. However, his efforts yielded nothing. He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a sense of exasperation wash over him. As he stepped aside, his eyes darted around the office, scouring every nook and cranny for any hint that might lead him closer to the truth.Marcus let out a frustrated hiss, wondering why it was so difficult to uncover information about the elusive Tycoon Lord. He knew the man was searching for him, and a nagging thought crept into his mind: what if he was the first to catch him? And what if he was behind the T-Force attack? Marcus's mind raced with questions.With another hiss, he picked up the picture, studying it intently. He knew Sandra wouldn't be able to provide any insight into the photograph; she would only ask him where he obtained it. He glanced at the ima
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"Look!" Sandra exclaimed, her hands trembling as she passed Marcus her phone. The screen displayed a breaking news headline in bold letters: "#Don Jack is missing#". Marcus let out a low hiss, trying to hide his lack of concern. "Is this why you screamed?" he asked, rubbing his hands over his face.Sandra stood up, her eyes wide with fear. "Do you know what this means?" she asked, her voice trembling. Marcus feigned ignorance, "What?" he asked, his tone neutral.Sandra's voice was laced with desperation. "Marcus, we're in trouble! You were the last person seen at the hotel last night. They will suspect us!" "Sandra, you're overthinking everything. We need to stay calm. If you act like this, they'll suspect us," he said in a low, soothing tone, trying to reassure her.She nodded her head, her hands clenched over her chest, her eyes welling up with tears.Marcus's expression remained calm, but his mind raced with calculations. He needed to keep Sandra calm, before she caused trouble
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The officer's question broke the silence. "Ma, did you say anything?" Sandra shook her head, her voice barely audible. "No." Her voice quivered as she swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on the floor. She grasped her bag and began to walk away, her legs trembling beneath her.The officer's concern was palpable. "Ma, are you okay?" But Sandra didn't respond. She continued climbing the stairs, her mind racing with the image of the CCTV footage replaying in her head. She knew she wasn't mistaken. She knew it was Marcus. She was all too familiar with his distinctive walk, a trait that had once drawn her to him.The memory of his confident stride now haunted her, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal. Her thoughts swirled with questions. Why would Marcus break into her office? What was he hiding? A gentle tap on her shoulder snapped Sandra back to reality. She turned around to face a female police officer, who was smiling at her with a hint of concern. "Do you know who the perso
The Amazing Marcus Puth Chapter Eighty nine
John arrived at the killer's house, his heart racing with anticipation. He knocked on the door, but the silence was deafening. He tried the handle, but it was locked, and a sense of unease crept over him. Where had the killer gone? He pulled out his phone and tried to call, but the number rang out, unanswered. Nothing was making sense to him.The possibility that the killer had kidnapped Don to demand a ransom crossed his mind, but that wasn't part of the plan. John's mind raced with worst-case scenarios. Had the killer deviated from the script? Jack had exhausted all his connections, pleading with everyone he knew for assistance, but to no avail. Don's disappearance remained a mystery, and Jack's frustration was reaching a boiling point. His men entered the room, and he glared at them, his eyes blazing with desperation. "Any progress?" he demanded.The man hesitated, "Sir, we've hit a dead end. The hotel manager claims the CCTV footage is missing." Jack's grip on the man's collar
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Marcus chuckled, seemingly unbothered, as he began to stand up. But Sandra's expression turned dead serious. "I'm not joking when I say I'll pull the trigger," she warned.Marcus, still smiling, goaded her, "Pull it, then."And with that, Sandra pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the wall with a loud bang, and she swiftly returned the gun to Marcus's head. "Hope you now know this isn't some kind of fake gun," she hissed, her frustration palpable."Who the hell are you, Marcus?" she demanded, her eyes blazing with anger. But Marcus remained silent, his smirk still plastered on his face.Sandra's patience was wearing thin. "You're wasting time," she growled, her voice low and menacing. A knock at the door broke the tense silence. "Who's there?" Sandra roared, his voice echoing through the room."Ma, we just want to make sure you're fine," a worried voice replied from the other side of the door."I'm fine, can you mind your business?" Sandra snapped, her irritation evident."Sorry, Ma,
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