Blue Bloods: Jack Boyle Dead Novels & Stories

His face paled and flushed in quick succession as he hurriedly said, "Lana, let me explain. I have nothing to do with her. I—" "Whether or not you have anything to do with her, it has nothing to do with me. Gentlemen, I'll take my leave." I shook off Zach's hand and turned toward the banquet hall. Zach's footsteps followed leisurely behind me, his pace calm and unhurried, like he was strolling through a garden. The truth of the evening was clear. Edgar, the patriarch, was in failing health, and everyone could see it. Officially, the event was a birthday celebration. In reality, it was the public passing of the torch.

The screen flips to a lake where different forensic investigators can be seen carrying large black baggies filled with what I can only assume to be Jack's remains. "Officials have implemented a city wide curfew until we find the suspect responsible for such a heinous crime. Back to you Jill." She says before the TV turns off, leaving me in utter silence. I stare out at the screen immobilized, unable to process any of my thoughts as tears begin to stream down my face. Jack is dead. Jack is really fucking dead. Someone fucking killed him. Someone really fucking killed him. A loud wail escapes my lips as I feel my body drop to the floor as an overwhelming amount of emotions begin to take over

"I am saying Jack left Liv bleeding. I am saying Jack killed Liv. SHE does not exist anymore. Just like he didn't exist for the past five years." . __________

He felt safe for the moment, understanding it wouldn’t last. How long are we going to sit here and let this woman take over our lives? Not me, not Jack Barker. The bus gently ebbed the stream of blood down the aisle. A red sliver ran against Jack’s shoe. He wished he could remember where he’d seen the dead man before, connect the dots that drew them together. Out of respect, if nothing else. That bullet could have been for any one of us but he was the one who took it.

Let me get this straight; he murdered Kasidy in that hotel? ''Ben!'' Miriam yelled, irate and displeased with Ben's remark. ''How could you be mean and say such about an Innocent soul?'' ''Innocent Soul?'' Ben replied startled. ''Babe, you're the inspector of the Vagas County. You and I know quite well Jack murdered Martha McDaniel's brother. How's that innocent?''

Jack said, " I wanted to go behind them but Elena called everyone for cutting the cake. " " Dad is okay or not. I'm worried for him. " Rosy said. They reached home. His dad was already waiting for them. Jack saw his shirt was stained with blood. " Did you kill him dad? " Jack shouted . " No, i didn't kill him but somebody else killed him. That's why i told you to move out from there as soon as possible. " his dad said. " Somebody? Who dad? "Jack said, " tell us the whole story. "

I growl as he tries to shake me off, so I bite down into the warm flesh in my jaws and feel and taste his disgusting blood fill my taste buds. With one quick pull, the entire back part of his neck is ripped clean off; I spit it to the floor and feel Jack slump to the floor and shift back. The limp fragile figure of Jack is on the floor as he bleeds out from a deep wound from just under his hair line to mid back. "Goodbye Alpha Jack." I whisper once I shift back, wiping the blood from my mouth, "good riddance." I hear as his heartbeat slows and eventually stops. Alpha Jack is dead.

The one who shot Henry the minute he turned on the street. Jack wiggled out from under his father, turning to look down at him. The wolf took a step closer to them, guarding them with its hackles raised. It took him a long time to realize it was Seth–covered in blood and whining low in his throat. Jack didn’t know where Jenna was. He didn’t want to know. Henry was dead. The bullet went right through his skull, leaving a gaping hole. Blood and bits of brain tissue were splattered across Jack’s face and neck. He leaned to the side and puked up his guts.

When I reached the police station nearest to the incident, the officers seemed harried. “They’re dead.” My blood started to boil. “What?” “All of them died during transport. We think it was some sort of poison. Suicide, but we’d have to wait until the autopsy reports came back.” I growled. Rage and frustration boiled inside me. I heard that ghostly laughter again. “Thank you. Let me know if…. If anything arises.” I hung up. Three things were true: Blue Moon had something to do with this, this wasn’t the end, and I had no proof.

“What about Officer Mandy and the rest?” “Hmmn, Officer Bobby is dead” Billy’s voice was full of pity. “He was found dead in the car, the others were found drugged in the mechanic workshop beside our office” “So there was no way to find out if Billy was a party to the assassination?” He questioned without expecting an answer, he rubbed his palm on his forehead and on his face.