He seemed like any ordinary old man if it were not for the black tattoos all over his exposed skin. No one would have thought of him as a murderer.

“Why are you showing me this photo?” Natalie put the photo on the table. “Are you going to let me go so that I can give it to Stanley?”

Sean let out a chuckle and said airily, “Of course not. I just want to let you know what the murderer looks like.”

Natalie bit her lip and did not say anything.

She had asked him that question to sound him out, wanting to know if he was aware that Shane was on the way to rescue her.

Based on his reaction, it seemed like he was clueless about it.

That had her heave a sigh of relief.

Luckily, he doesn't know. He might bring me elsewhere if he does, and Shane would come in vain.

With that in mind, Natalie took the photo and stood up. “I am going back to my room.”

Upon saying that, she turned and walked out of the dining room without looking back.

Sean looked over his shoulder to stare at her figure, seemingly in a pensive mood.

to her room, Natalie closed the door and

Sean would not

been doing so even when he was not around. There was still Jacqueline,

chance for the

a deep breath and put the photo on her bedside table before walking toward

habit of hers to stay on the balcony and gaze at the sea whenever

could cry for help. However, as of then, she only wanted to see if Shane's

like that, she leaned against the handrail and stared

heard a buzzing sound

her head and saw it was a

a few steps back and stared at the bee

any bees I've ever seen. Will I die if it stings me? I mean, it's gigantic, after all. It could very

move an inch

for a long

noticed something

a flashing red light in the bee's eyes? It... looks like some kind of a

widened in surprise as her

If it is, who sent it

she hoped it was the

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