“It’s so hard to adhere to the fact that you are no more, my love." Jackson held Helen’s picture and wept bitterly. He can’t tell why he keeps losing the one he loves. Helen is now gone, just like Kate. The pain is too strong to bear, remembering that it’s like a trigger. Knowing she was shut down to death and he couldn’t do anything to save her, the Corps couldn’t find out who killed Helen by viewing the CCTV cameras around her house. But could see a man in the view he mask his face , he wore black attire and use a black face cap to cover his head? It’s so difficult for them to identify who he is."Oh, holy shit," he exclaimed, hitting his hand on his forehead as tears were dripping from his eyes. He vowed to seek justice for Helen's death.”Anyone who killed you will riot in jail." I will make sure of that, my love," he said softly, with his eyes remained fixated on her picture that was hanging on the wall.”Isn’t she very beautiful?" With whiskey in his hand, he asked himself, sippi
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