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A morphine overdose seems pretty simple. What did you say? Your injections killed Fabienne Magnot. She died of an overdose. I didn’t do it. I didn’t give her any shots. Is that so? When I arrived, Fabienne was lying dead on the operating table. You didn’t verify cause of death? No, I panicked when I saw her. If someone discovered the lab and saw her there. I would’ve been complicit. That you are. I didn’t kill her. You faked an accident to cover it up and destroy evidence. , , ! I didn’t kill her. What the . Damn it! She was a friend. Why do that? He was at a restaurant with his wife before going to the lab. A waiter confirmed it. He’s still busted. Human experimentation and hiding a body. No kidding. So was it suicide? We only found Fabienne Magnot’s DNA in the labs, on the needles and everywhere else. Case closed. You’ll have to give them back. No way, I’m keeping them. They just need names. Sam and Billie? Igor and Grichka? No way, the Bogdanoffs? What? They’re scientists and brothers. Twins. Oh . Now she can rest in peace. We came to return her phone. Thanks. We found it in a building. A secret lab. She didn’t tell me about her work. I’m going to go. Goodbye. Fabienne? Seeing someone you love consumed by a disease. The pain she’s enduring. Her body transforming as it’s eaten away by that . I know that. In the middle of the night, you wonder what you can do. Nothing. Not a ing thing. You can only watch her die. You can’t do a thing. She was fed up, is that it? She wasn’t getting better? She begged me to help her. The morphine didn’t cut it? Are you sure? I couldn’t stand seeing her like that. I let her go. It’s what she wanted. Can I say one last goodbye? Please. OK, I’ll wait here. Cancer didn’t kill Camille. I did. She was sick. She was terminal. I knew one day. she would go. Nothing else to do. She said she couldn’t take it anymore. She was so weak. We had more to do. She wanted to travel with the kids. Maybe have more kids. She could’ve lived a bit longer. Maybe a while longer. Or gotten better. I shouldn’t have. I told her I didn’t want to.
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