Audiobook, Storyteller, Murder Mystery
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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And Roberta as this heavy covered bus crossed real and thin stream and then rough wooden bridges here and there commented on the clarity and sparkle of the water. Isn't that wonderful in there? Do you hear the tinkling of the water? Clyde? Oh, the freshness of this air and yet she was going to die so soon. God. But supposing now back at the lodge and boathouse, there were so many people or that the lake per adventure was literally dotted with those that were there, all fishermen and all fishing here and there. Each one separate and alone, no privacy or deserted spot anywhere. And how strange she had not thought of that. This lake was probably not nearly as deserted as he had imagined or would not be today any more than the grass lake had proved. And then what and then fight then fight and let it go at that. The strain was too much. ****. He would die thinking thoughts like these. How could he have dreamed to better his fortunes by any so wild and brutal Esche as this anyhow? To kill and then run away or rather to kill and pretend that he and she had drowned while he, the real murderer slipped away to life and happiness. What a horrible plan. And yet, how else, how had he not come all the way to do this? And was he going to turn back now?