She paused. Adjusted her sleeve.
But the textile mill had been searched. Twice. No basement door. No brass key. No Bethany.
"Bethany 02," she murmured. "Take three. I'm coming in."
Mara leaned forward. She knew what came next, but she always leaned forward.
Bethany touched her collarbone now.
Mara had watched it forty-seven times. Her captain said she was obsessed. Her partner, Detective Felix Cross, said she was haunted. Mara didn’t disagree with either.
She picked up the glass of water, took a single sip, and set it down with a soft click.
Per cada professor que recomanis i s’hi doni d’alta, acumularàs 15 Punts per tenir més possibilitats de guanyar premis mensuals.
Et donem tres opcions per triar la que més t’agradi: Bethany 02 Mp4

Per poder respondre’t la consulta necessitem que primer validis la teva adreça electrònica mitjançant el correu que t’hem enviat.