Hello! My fellow Novel-Readers, thus is a notice to inform you that I will be continuing

Twisted Minds:Enchanted on this account. I had a very unfortunate accident and my previous account was deleted from my phone and I could not access it. However, I did not wish to give up the work that I have been working on for hours, which, I presume you all like very much, thus. For myself and your enjoyment and the interest you all expressed in this novel, I decided to create another one to continue my novel. If you are a new reader then please go to my previous account to read the first 4 episodes of the story; you will be confused otherwise. I am extremely sorry for the inconvenience that I have given you and thank you very much for understanding.

-if you want to look for my previous account, just search for Twisted minds:Enchanted - or you could search for Mirha Eryarl. 😊

-the story will continue from chapter 3 to chapter 4.

-Previously, on Twisted Minds:Enchanted-

"I have a lead on the case, Harmony of the seas, Miami, Florida." Dawn spoke.-ep 1

Elaine walked up the plane and received secretive information.

She opened up the toilet water tank and took out a gun.

'It is game on'-ep 2

"What, so you are looking down on me" Elaine accused blatantly.

The pin-camera recorded the entire auction.

"May I have the pleasure to dance with this gorgeous lady?"

"No, I can not afford to wait anymore." His gaze traveled to his wine glass and elegantly sipped from it.

"...3"

Everyone's moment seemed to have slow-motioned.

"2"

The wind furiously howled like a starved lion.

"1"

'BOOM'- ep 3

-To be continued

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Four months ago- before the heist-

New York, High Bridge, Harlem-

Imperial Eight Headquarters-

"Dang it! I was so flippin close to crushing that crazed idiot!"

"But, No! You had to stop me, ugh. You and your damned morals." Ray complained with frustration and annoyance evident in his harsh tone.

"Raymond Diezé! You blockhead, We do not kill people." Kara shouted.

"ahhh, you witch! Stop screaming at the top of my ears." Raymond rubbed his itching ears, completely ignoring her words.

Suddenly, a voice covered over the heated arguement, "In the past 5 years we all have killed at least 100 or so people." The voice stated as a matter of fact.

"oh, c'mon. Dawn, they were....Bad guys!" Kara completely failed to reason.

Immediately, what followed afterwards was absolute silence. The awkward tension rose in the air.

"Seriously?" Ray raised his eyebrow

"Really?" Dawn pulled a stupefied expression.

"ohhhh.....I get it. I really do. What you are saying is that the fugitive brought in is either a woman or is a nameless saint. Right? " An insignificant worker proudly theorised.

All heads turned towards him and stared.

"What Saint? What woman? Shoo, do your work!" Ray rudely waved at him as though were a virus.

The poor soul had only wanted to show off his incredible theorising skills, however, his small wish had been shattered by that hot tempered jerk!

He sheepishly cowered away.

"Ray, stop being rude."

"Why don't you let me smash your brains into a mango pulp?"

"Enough!" A strong voice reigned over.

"Captain!"

"captain!"

"Captain!"

Everyone present bowed in respect and acknowledgement, and they were dismissed them.

"I thought you were dead." Ray initiated the conversation.

"Oh, I came back to haunt you!"

" No, thank you. I ain't ever gonna replace this witch." Ray wrapped his arms around Kara and winked at her.

"Damn, take your hairy arms of me! You're arm pitts smell!"

"Hey, take it easy."

"Alright, shut up! You are annoying me." Dawn had enough of these stupid nonsense. She already had tired herself out on interrogating the captured prisoner. He wouldn't budge at all. Ray should really beat his damn *** into mango pulp! But she now had a severe head ache, all thanks to this!