Novel & Cerita Christine Paolilla Crime Scene

“This sounds like Christina she complained about her job and not getting promoted. But… she never writes ‘xoxo’ in her notes.” “You can check my phone all her messages are there,” Ariana said. The officer took her phone and looked through it. “I don’t think this was a suicide.” A forensic technician knelt by the floor, carefully swabbing for blood samples. Nearby, another officer dusted surfaces with powder, looking for fingerprints. They checked every corner, every surface with care. Ariana’s heart raced. This wasn’t just a news story anymore it was a real crime scene. Christine’s death was about to change everything.

He spat and threw another envelope in my face. My forehead creased and I picked up the second envelope. Realization hit me when I saw the photos there. It was photos of me at that building when I had followed Lucia. The next photos were of me at the stairs, staring like I was inspecting something, it showed when I picked up the pearl earring and stuck it in my pocket. “I don’t…I don’t understand.” “Don’t worry. I can refresh your memory.” Alexander spat and my eyes clouded with tears. “The doctor we brought after Christine fell down the stairs confessed that she had been drugged,” my eyes widened.

Paul's grip on the phone tightened as his voice was filledd with impatience, urging the detective to cut to the chase. "Does Christine Jacob ring a bell to you?" Paul's mind went blank, he was confused. He shook his head, his eyes narrowed as he tried to recall the name. "Never heard of her." "I've sent you her profile and picture," the detective said. "You'll probably understand after seeing it." Paul's eyes flicked to his phone, as he waited for the file to load, the waiter arrived with a glass of wine, his fingers drummed against the tabletop, his impatience growing.

* * * Detective Maxwell entered the interrogation room where Michelle was already seated waiting for the person to interrogate her,when Michelle saw him walking in she gave a sigh of relief. "Michelle I need you tell me the whole truth nothing else".Maxwell said before sitting down. "Trust me Max I know nothing about his death,I've not seen him for days".Michelle replied. "Then how did your picture get to the crime scene".Maxwell asked. "I'm also confused Max,I don't know how it got there".Michelle answered. "Alright where were you the night this incident occurred".Maxwell threw another question at her. "I was working in the office with my boss and I never left

The police officers stood in the grand living room of the Rojas mansion, their stern faces illuminated by the crystal chandelier above. Mrs. Rojas, elegant and composed, sat on a plush armchair, her eyes darting between the officers and Sebastian, who stood nearby, arms crossed and brows furrowed. "Mrs. Rojas," began Detective Harris, a tall, imposing figure, "we have information from Katherine Alfred implicating you in a series of criminal activities, including attempted murder and conspiracy. She claims you manipulated her and orchestrated these events."

With her arrest, the mysteries of the case were starting to unravel. “...Suspect Karina Hale, also known as Cheater Killer, finally surrendered to the police. With the tip that the police got from a private citizen, they were able to track the victim's cell phone location. This led them to Karina's luxurious villa. There they found a room where she confines her victims. Inside the crime scene is a bed where she assaults the female victims in front of the male captives. The police recovered a handmade torture device based on The Pear and a journal where she kept all her plans…”

I ignored it like she wanted but the vibration came again, it was longer and sounded urgent this time. My jaw tightened and I reached for it. Stephanie pulled back just enough to look at me, her expression shifting but it wasn't anger. “You were just about to ignore it,” she said. “I still might,” I replied, though my hand had already closed around the device. It was Darius, my beta. “What is it?” I asked after I answered. “Christine Hale was attacked.” Everything in the room went still. My wolf surged violently and immediately and my grip tightened around the device.

“What?” Vincent’s eyes widened sharply. Inside the evidence bag was a phone, its screen already shattered. A police officer helped unlock it and pulled up the last recorded video. Christine’s face appeared on the screen. She was wearing a white dress, faded from too many washes, with light makeup on her face. The background was the rooftop of the Empire State Building, and the strong wind lifted her hair. “Vincent, congratulations to you and Elena on your wedding today. I’m sorry I can’t attend. It’s because I’ve decided to leave this world.”

He wanted to make them feel the pain that Angela had gone through. As Alexander continued to torture the criminals, finally, the criminals broke down and confessed everything. They revealed that they, along with another friend, had raped and killed Angela. The fourth criminal had died in a fire accident six months ago. They also mentioned the involvement of Rose White, who had ordered them to carry out the heinous act. This revelation confirmed the suspension of Jason and Alexander. Ethan who was equally stunned by the outcome asked the bastards to spill out everything.