Billy Walters Novels & Stories

In order to take down Billy, Brian insisted on remaining in his post with his injured body, as he was determined to surpass Billy in his career. Thinking about that, something cold flashed before Hilda's eyes. This isn't Taadi. Perhaps, no one can find me guilty if I were to kill someone here…

It was around eight pm when I arrived. There was no one except Billy. I felt strange, but I didn't care because I was worried about her. Erickson is unpredictable. This guy once got into jail for using Marijuana. He's always in trouble because of his impulsiveness. He's Billy's first love since we're in high school. They finally broke up when Billy miscarriage their baby. In my memory, Billy was so devastated; every single day, she cried about her loss.

“Billy.” He gave her an awkward hug. “Glad you could make it.” He glanced over at Brandt. “Luke. Good to see you.” Both she and Brandt froze. Billy wasn’t aware he’d made a misstep. “Luke died about two years ago, remember? This is Luke’s brother, Brandt McKay. Brandt, this is Billy Reynolds.” They shook hands. “Sorry about that,” Billy said. “Sometimes I think I’ve landed on my head too many times and my memory is goin’.”

I thought he was going to be occupied when I left him with mountains of paperwork in the office. Goddammit. “What is it now?” Carter crossed over to my side of the net. “So no more next round?” I patted his shoulder. “Later. It’s still my ball.” He laughed. “It’s obviously mine. You lost.” Billy proceeded toward me. In fairness to my executive assistant’s keenness about his job, I knew he wouldn’t disturb me if it wasn’t necessary. I really hoped it was. “What do you want?” Billy showed me his iPad with news in a bold headline. “I just thought this was urgent.”

They became Innkeepers and for those first few years were happy as church mice in a wool sock. Then they lost Julia. Both took it hard, handling it in each their own ways. Billy threw himself into being the best Innkeeper he could and Amelia went on to win State in swimming that year. Eventually, they worked together to rebuild their lives without that big part of them both. Billy is a 41-year-old father. He stands a comfortable 6' tall with a slight pooch from 1 or 2 too many beers occasionally.

Billy reluctantly got up and went upstairs to get another officer, showing that he wasn't at all happy with his new assignment. "Who is it that you want to call anyway?" Billy asked when he returned with back up. As Billy pulled out the keys to open Brent's cell the other officer just glared at him. "Not that it's any of your business but, my attorney. Who else do you think I would want to call?" Brent spat, he's been in this same cell for twelve hours now, or at least he thinks it's only been twelve hours. "I don't know, maybe your accomplice but don't worry he's on his way to the station to join you.!" Billy smugly replied. "That's what you get for working with a partner!"

Wickedness did not suit him at all. Billy paused for a moment, obviously rethinking his life choices. "Okay fine. I'll tell you." He said finally. "But you'll have to untie me first." He requested. Drax switched glances between Rissa and me, probably searching for a look of approval. Then he proceeded forward to untie him, before Rissa protested. "No. He'll escape" she warned. "He's not going anywhere. He won't even think about it... Not unless he's ready to die." He turned and gave Billy a scary glare as he said that last part.

The werewolf hunter was no mere mortal. Billy had to move. With all his remaining strength, he clawed his way up a nearby ladder and out of a trapdoor that led to the roof. “Let him go,” he heard Frank Writeman shout. “We’re here for information, not vengeance.” Billy stumbled over the rooftop. Snow was falling lazily over the city, creating a light dust on everything in sight. Leaping from one rooftop to the next, Billy didn’t stop until he was sure the good doctor hadn’t followed. He hid on the other side of a ventilation shaft and slumped down, pressing his hand against the wound in his belly. His blood continued to gush through his fingers. He’d escaped Dr. Robinson only to bleed to deat

The crowd in the mall erupted in shock. All eyes turned toward me at once. "Oh my god! Who is she? She actually pulled together 100 million dollars in cash this fast!" "Never judge a book by its cover. She looks so ordinary, but she just casually threw out 100 million dollars!" "This has to be fake. I couldn't even collect that much in fake money this quickly." The lead driver was Billy Walters, one of my father's most trusted men. He walked toward me slowly, followed by ten sharply dressed enforcers.

After the events of that fateful night—the night that he witnessed Alicia’s betrayal—Billy only had one thought. … To make Alicia his no matter what. He abandoned his principles and any last shreds of dignity. The self-control that held him back snapped, and now that he was unhinged, he could finally see the light. Billy knew what had to be done. He reached out to Evals Redart, and they both struck a deal. He would lure Alicia to the agreed-upon location, and that was where the deed would take place.