Novel & Cerita Amelia Porter Criminal Minds

He opened the door of the room and to his surprise, Amelia was standing right in front of the door with her sunset eyes wide in surprise. “Madam? Since when have you been standing there?” Alfred asked and tried to keep his calm composure. “Is it true?” Amelia asked. “What do you mean, madam Lia?” Alfred asked, sounding like he doesn’t know what Amelia was talking about. “You know what I’m asking, Alfred. Is it true that someone attempted to kill Damian?” Amelia asked again, her voice was shaking as he asks Alfred. Alfred let out a heavy sigh. “Let us go in, first,” he said and escorted Amelia to the living space.

She was still positive that Gregory and Dianne had something to do with Amelia’s disappearance. One morning Lydia woke before Drake, and started to shuffle through all the information they had obtained about Amelia. Each new piece of evidence was pointing towards Amelia being a sociopath. Lydia began to wonder how no one could see Amelia for what she was. As she shuffled through the papers once more, an article caught her eye. Lydia and Drake had only read through the articles pertaining towards information about Amelia, they’d never thought to read the other articles from that day. The article that grabbed Lydia’s attention this time around was titled, *WHO AM I?* and below the title a woma

When I arrived the head of the police gathered enough men to help with the arrest. After an hour of driving from the police station, we arrived at the mansion. The guards stop us to get in but upon showing the warrant they have no choice but to step aside. We headed inside and we saw them at the dining table having dinner. "Alicia Reev you are under arrest for providing false information regarding Amelia Parker's mental state and for sending her to West Valley Psychiatric Institution." the head of the police uttered then walked towards Alicia who is now pale while looking at us.

Now that he had know the mastermind behind the troubles he had had to go lately, his mind quickly flashed back to the list of the five names he couldn't confirm their identity. "A.C," he muttered to himself repeatedly. "Amelia Coleman," he said slowly. "It all makes sense now that Patricia and Amelia are acquaintance, Fargo must have tagged along." He said to himself as the puzzle became easier. "The phone." He rushed towards the wardrobe and slide his hand in, taking out the burner phone. Without wasting time, he copied all the content of the phone to his and tapped the phone. "You're done for, Amelia." He grunted. "I'm going to make each and everyone of you pay for everything you've done."

He didn't want to be scolded again. ************* ONE WEEK LATER In red heels and a beautiful black dress, Amelia appeared in the same mental hospital she had been for more than two years and in the same one where she met her accomplice. The smile had come back to its place, even if it was a false smile. With Alice’s permission and Marcos by her side, she understood that she needed to continue with that revenge until the day she saw it completed. This time Amelia wasn’t going to blink an eye and doubt her own actions against Valeria Valladolid. Alice was far away, the one that was still in the Muriel Hacienda was Celine. She and Marcos were preparing everything for her to go away as Alice h

“Thank you. And … thank you for everything. For asking me to do this, for trusting me. Even though I love him… I can’t stay with Daniel. I have to leave him.” Amelia’s face softened. “I like the sound of that.” She stood and smoothed her skirt. “I know it hurts. But sometimes life doesn’t go the way we want. Right now we have to be smart.” She picked up the small case and turned it in her hands. “I’m taking this to my team. They’ll play it and verify what’s on it. I’m hopeful maybe it’s the proof about Christina’s murder. But we can’t assume. Keep your fingers crossed, okay?”

I leaned back in my chair, fixing my gaze on Kevin, then on Officer Damian, my lips curving, “But that wasn’t the most interesting part.” Both men stilled, their focus locked on me. “Recently, Amelia has been talking to someone.” I continued slowly, choosing my words with care, “At first, I thought it was just one of her usual schemes, but I dug deeper. The man she’s been contacting isn’t just anybody. He’s involved in more things than I can count, murder, kidnappings, extortion, the kind of things most people wouldn’t dare whisper about. His name is whispered in the underground like a ghost. He makes people disappear.”

But she was the first suspect, and even though he wanted to solve it himself, in the end he chose to turn both Amelia and the evidence over to the police. He just watched as the police took Amelia away, just as they had taken Raymond Cole away then. Amelia did not open her mouth to beg for mercy until she got into the car, and her eyes, which were still tinged with terror, also turned to anger after Alex called the police. Amelia didn't say another word, just looked at Alex quietly, as if to say, "You finally did it, just like you framed Raymond Cole, and framed me in prison too." Alex was silent with a very ugly face. Jenny tried to reach up and pull Alex, but was waved away by Alex.

“He’s not my Alpha, he’s the son of a cold hearted, backstabbing monster. I was actually glad when the Lycan King took you. Despite what people think, he’s not a monster. I’ve been around long enough to know that he is a fair king and a good ruler…. Why did you come back? He asked her. “I- I don’t want to talk about it, it’s too complicated.” Carlos nodded his head. I can understand that.” At that moment, Amelia’s phone rang, breaking the Silence. She looked at the caller ID… It was Mr.D calling her. “Excuse me… I have to take this.” She said as she went outside and moved to a corner where no one could hear her. “Hello?” She answered. “Where the fuck are you guys? It’s almost dark and you’re

Amelia was only briefly at the police station after being arrested earlier. Amelia's heart pounded in her chest as she was led out of the police station, her hands cuffed behind her back. She had known that her actions would catch up to her eventually, but she had never imagined it would end like this. Amelia had already committed many crimes, and her most recent crime was a capital offense. The policemen who escorted her were silent, their faces expressionless. Amelia tried to plead with them, to explain that she had made a mistake, but they ignored her. Instead, they pushed her into the back of a waiting car and blindfolded her.