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.

room, Natalie closed the door

doing so, Sean would not be able

even when he was not around.

chance for the latter to snap and barge in to kill her. Natalie did not

put the photo on her bedside table before walking toward the

a habit of hers to stay on the balcony and gaze at the

to see if there was any ship passing by so that she could cry for help. However,

she leaned against the

heard a buzzing sound

and saw it

steps back and stared at

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

on the spot and did not dare to move an inch for fear of

eye contact with the bee for a long moment,

she noticed

It... looks like some kind of a hidden camera. Hold on a

widened in surprise as her heart

a camera? If it is, who sent it

it was

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