Barry Allen Dies Novels & Stories

Quill, who was sitting at the head of the table, said, "Have you checked all the CCTV footage around the bar?" The police officer replied, "All the CCTVs have been checked. They all show the same thing. Jefferson entered the bar, but he never came back out." Since CCTV footage showed no clues, they had to start somewhere else. Adrienne asked, "Has the manager of the bar woken up yet?" A police officer said, "The doctor said he drank too much. If he wasn't found in time, he could have died. He won't be waking up anytime soon."

She looked up, realization in her eyes. She turned her gaze to Andrew whose expression was now ice cold. Not able to hide it any longer, she cried. The blood, the wound all over his body, Allen, coming in with a cold expression. She'd always thought that his death was strange, Francisco was a jovial man, and committing suicide was not something he would do. Knowing his line of work, she didn't give it much thought. “Allen killed my husband?" Kari muttered subconsciously as she wept. Manny stayed glued to where she was. Everyone paused, they couldn't imagine Kari was capable of tears.

Nova said, and Celia nodded, stopping when she remembered originally, their team was one of four. "What happened to the other lady? Did she get captured? I can make up a team real quick to-" "Thank you Celia but that won't be needed. She died saving us." Jonathan replied, and his voice sounded thick, as if he struggled not to let the tears out. Celia nodded, feeling a wave of sadness hit her. She was all too familiar with death, but even she knew it was a devastating blow, especially when it was someone she was use to seeing every day.

Nadine took out her phone and called the hospital, asking, "May I know how Barry Thorpe's mother is doing?" "The surgery wasn't carried out in time, and she passed away four days ago," the doctor answered. "Huh? Four days ago? That was when Barry was still unconscious…" Nadine's eyes widened instantly. "Why wasn't I informed of this?" At that moment, her hands started trembling slightly. "Ms. Sullivan, didn't you tell us not to give you any updates on Barry's mother?" The doctor countered. "I…" Nadine faltered, not knowing how to answer the doctor. She simply ended the call, looking slightly dazed.

He groans and unwillingly grabs his phone from the nightstand with me still in his arms. "What is it, Brand?" He bark at his cousin. So, it's Brandon. "Allan killed himself by slitting a shard of glass in the early morning." I hear Brandon's depressed voice. My own mind goes numb with shock. Allan Callahan was the only upper hand that Hunter had on Benjamin and now he's gone. One thing is now sure that a lot more blood will be shred in this war.

“Since she was pregnant, Kalista has become very sensitive and her emotions are also unstable. I don't even dare stop by Gardenia Castle.” Gideon growled and pelted his laughing friends with the remaining pillows, including Rey. The four men in the room enjoyed small talk before finally Jaxon reappeared with a straight face, but his eyes shone with anger which heightened their vigilance. “What is it?” Rey asked. Jaxon plopped down on the sofa next to Rey. “Allen is a dead man,” Jaxon hissed with fists clenched in front of his body. “If I didn't need that man, he would have been reduced to ashes along with the corpses of his subordinates.”

They came home sad, but they couldn't do anything at Kenzi's request. "One of the top officials of the Allen Company, was in prison for wrongdoing seven years ago. The eldest son of the Allen family caused Mr. Erick Benedict to have an accident. The facts of their death have been revealed, many blamed the suicide, it is very unfortunate." That day the media reported that Kenzi's arrest was also the cause. Many feel guilty for blaming the family that committed suicide. Robert and Rebecca could only cry when they read the news. The media blew up the case for days until the verdict for Kenzi's sentence was set.

I inhaled a sharp breath, relaxing my body which could not calm down right now. "Harry…" Allen smiled when I mentioned his name. He leaned closer until our faces were inches apart. I want to remove that smug look on his face, telling me that we will never win this case, and it's the end game for both of us. How I hated to admit he's true, and all of this is over. "Who knows, he might be told to my colleague where your husband's whereabouts are. Soon, we won't let him escape once we have our palms on him. We will sentence him to death."

Everyone gaped at Kiran in equal bewilderment. Kiran jabbed a finger at Barry on the bed. “In three minutes, the Fabelman family can go home and start planning his funeral.” “What?” Marshall exclaimed. Zenith and Helena blanched and immediately slid their eyes to their son, but his face was still a healthy color. “Impossible!” Zenith roared. “K-Kiran York, just you wait! When I get better, I’ll kill you and make Rain my plaything!” Barry had remained quiet at first after his treatment, but when he heard that he was going to die, he burst out angrily.

His shoulders relaxed as he sighed and nodded. “Get… some rest,” Candido said. I turned away from him. “You too.” The day of Claire’s funeral came faster than I imagined it would, but when I descended the stairs, Allen was in the foyer alone shouting at the police. “What the hell do you mean she’s gone?” Allen yelled. “How the hell—You son of—” “Allen,” Candido called, coming into the foyer. “Yelling won’t help.” Allen turned sharply. His gaze fell on me. His eyes turned glossy and he hurried away. Colin looked between Candido and Allen before hurrying after his uncle.