Jade12
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The Detectives of Ywair: Shadows Rising
LGBT+ The city's skyline is alive with ominous, swirling clouds. Way Zang, who was severely injured in an explosion during a drug bust years ago, awakens from a vegetative state. He finds that his teammates have long since perished, and the world sees him as a disgraced dead man. Determined to clear his name at any cost, his awakening coincides with a series of bizarre and high-profile crimes in Ywair City: a wealthy heir who freezes himself to death in a walk-in freezer, an assassin run over on the highway, a string of missing boys and girls over the years, and crime scenes hiding mysterious fingerprints... All clues point to some enigmatic substance.
Chiang Lee, the Deputy Commander of the Criminal Investigation Division in Ywair City Police Department, is the son of a tycoon. With a knack for witty banter and over a decade of police experience, Chiang has a keen eye and formidable skills. With the assistance of Way, who was once a renowned criminal investigation expert, Chiang gets closer to the lair of a major drug lord as they crack each case. Will Way succeed in avenging his fallen teammates and clear his name of the dark allegations? The story is packed with suspense, thrilling and tightly woven, with waves of climaxes.
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Gavin The call came at 7:05 PM on our tenth wedding anniversary.
My husband, David, was in an accident.
At the hospital, he was awake, but a young woman, his assistant Chloe, was holding his hand, acting like his wife.
When I walked in, he looked at me, a blank stranger' s stare, then asked, "Who are you?"
He laughed when I said I was his wife, then demanded security remove me, while Chloe, smiling, pretended to cry.
It wasn't just memory loss; it was a cruel, targeted erasure.
I tried proof, the marriage certificate, but he pushed it away as "just a piece of paper."
Then Chloe waltzed in with his favorite soup, and he defended her when I confronted her.
"She' s the only one who' s been here for me!" he screamed.
He snarled that I was "exhausted, haggard," compared to Chloe, who was "kind and gentle."
My wedding ring, a symbol of our forever, flew from my hand as he slapped it away, clinking under the bed.
"Don' t come back," he said, turning his back on me to comfort Chloe.
Later, I learned why: he had been having an affair with Chloe, his mother's 65th birthday ruined by his absence and her answering his phone.
My world shattered when Mark Johnson, David's estranged best friend, told me what David said: "The fake amnesia was a stroke of genius, right? A clean break."
My husband had faked a brain injury to throw me away.
A car hit me, sending me to the hospital, and I knew what I had to do.
When Mark came in, I looked at him, my face blank, then asked, "Are you… my husband?"