Chapter 80
Author: Waveno
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They were in the Audi saloon now.

Before Brian twitched the ignition he breathed uneasily, stole a glance at Ciara to see her eyes were redder than he had thoughts.

She barely could stare back as Brian was by all means trying to lock eyes with her.

All she could do was stare between her thighs, fondled with the hem of her dress threw her gaze outside the window and return it between her thighs yet again.

“Hope you are OK now. You need to perk up. I will drive to a restaurant where we can perch until it is late hour so we can dispose of the corpse.”

She cut in immediately, “Won’t it stink?” she spoke raising her hand to gesture how scared she was. And when she did Brian could see the bruises that striped her hands even when he cast his gaze on her neck. They were a handful of reddened bruises that wired across her neck, and he perceived other parts of her body had same irritating bruises too.

He replied, “it won’t stink besides I will park the car out of the reach of anyone. And look
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