“Let's go to the car and get the gun now." Joyce immediately stood up from his arms.

"Now?" His handsome eyes widened in surprise.

"Right, now. Let's go." She yanked him up off the top of the couch altogether and dragged him toward the door.

Luther asked as he walked away, "Why do you suddenly want that gun?"

He thought that she was deliberately testing him with this pistol. "These two days I read some self-published reports. I think the pistol is very interesting so I want one. Maybe I can learn to shoot later, for self- defense of course.” Joyce deliberately said.

Luther, "..."

The implication of her words was that she had no intention of admitting that she was Joyce.

So should he, or should he not, confess?

He was starting to get torn up inside.

came to the underground garage, he pressed the remote control and the car door opened slowly. They sat in the main

pressed the password

inside lay a cool pink lady's compact

took the pistol out and weighed it in her hand to admire

it, she had wanted to get it back. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website

to use. She never found a pistol that fit her better after

he already knew who

nothing to be worried

take what she loved most

with a gloomy face. Was this a new test for

understand what

suspicious. He introduced it stiffly, "It's a Witness Paffner, 380acp bullets with an

told to him by

"Wow, that sounds cool.”

stroked it, and after four years, she

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