Novel & Cerita Crime Mystery

He became more anxious as the time passes as he expect a call, text, sign of anything… anything that would give him the assurance that nothing had gone against his plan. Rose didn’t understand the reason for his restlessness these past days and doesn't understand that if anything goes wrong, he could be arrested, and would be sentenced to life imprisonment or even worse… death by hanging, firing squad, or whatever punishment they give to arrested criminals. He would be doomed if such happens that was why he wanted to make sure things go out fine and that they are okay and wherever they might be. Most especially the girl. She had been asking him questions upon questions about his strange beha

Author's Note: Dear Readers, I am delighted to share my first novel in GoodNovel. I have been an active writer on other platforms and thrilled to start a new journey on this platform. My very first novel consists of mature content, those who had read my previous work would know how twists and turns appear in my books at the climax. The same is expected to appear in this novel. A strict Warning: The content of the story is mature and is meant for an adult audience. You can skip the chapters with the mature content warning given at the starting of that particular chapter.

the two officers were offered a chair to sit but they opt to ask standing as it would not take long. “So how may I address you ma'am miss or Mrs?” Inspector Reuben asked to which Divine answered “Mis Div,,sorry, I mean Mrs. Sarah, Mrs. Sarah Kadara Aimo, I am sorry,I am still out of sorts,” Divine replied nervously. “It's fine ma’am, So Mrs. Sarah when, the train wreck happened and we were going in to rescue people at your cart, we found three individuals in it, and of the three people two were dead on impact, it was only you who was found alive, we could confirm that one of the people was your husband Mr David, but we didn't find anything that can identify the third person as that cart was

A framed picture of his family sat in the corner, slightly bent. James sat down with a sigh, leaning back for a moment before focusing on the task at hand. He needed to connect the thieves they had arrested to two major unsolved crimes: the Abibba house robbery and the infamous wedding heist. His mind began to piece together the clues, knowing today’s interrogations would be the key to everything that had been bothering him.

"I wondered if I'd screwed up, giving the wrong address, or if I just wasn't a worthy mom. Later, you blamed me, and everyone else believed it was my fault. I internalized the guilt, convinced I'd caused his death. We divorced, and I hollowed out until your wedding invite hit." His pupils dilated in horror. "What invite? I've never..." I raised a hand, cutting off his frantic denial. "The bride was Tessa, her voice matching that of the dragging dispatcher. I realized then it was no mishap, but murder. Her warped obsession killed Wesley and demolished us. I shattered, fleeing into a train's path..." I trailed off, but my quivering voice implied the rest. Chris's hand extended shakily but retr

" The officer produced another set of documents. "Kenny Freud, 24 years old, unemployed, with multiple detentions for online gambling. "One week before New Year's, he amassed a 30,000-dollar gambling debt. We have reason to believe Sarah's disappearance was coordinated with Giselle and Kathryn to create chaos and confusion." The truth unfolded, layer by bloody layer, in front of everyone. There were no innocent victims here. No pure sisterly bond. Only a pregnant teenage girl kept by a middle-aged man, a perfectionist obsessed with extreme aesthetics and willing to harm herself, and a girl deceiving for money to cover her gambler brother's debts.

Yeah, he'd learned to practice patience, but dealing with the police while they questioned Betty had just about driven him to the edge of reason. He opened the car door for her, holding her elbow as she climbed in. Daylight had waned, and the parking garage was dimly lit, the sound of other hospital visitors echoing through the cement structures. Betty listened for other things. Furtive footballs on the pavement. The click of a gun safety being released. The slide of fabric or the soft huff is a breath. Someone had tried to kill Dan just a few weeks ago, and there was no reason to believe that person would be content to let him live. The road went quiet as he stepped around the car. The soun

The teacher scolds us both, but all I can hear and see is his smile. He fixed me, he’s my serotonin, my very own drug. My feeling for him feels illegal, but he’ll still be my favorite crime. “Mr. Alex Sheperd and Mr. Conan Gray, this is not the time for chit chatting, now answer my question or you’ll meet the principal. “ We faced each other with a smile on our faces. We grabbed our bags and willingly took our punishment. This shocked our professor as he stopped talking until we left the room. We didn’t answer his question, it’s not like we could answer it anyway.

The ice cream had been forgotten in just a second. In crime movies, the espionage agents spy on their suspects wherever they go to investigate any suspicious actions without getting caught—because if they do get caught, are they even a true spy? Olivia had never thought about what she really wanted to be in the future as she was still undecided on her future career. But with the way she was pulling off her fake ignorant act, she was once again qualified for another potential job.

We will find that light at the end of the tunnel soon enough. He kisses her forehead. ‘I love you, Baz,’ she said in her sleep as she snuggled deeper into his embrace, making him smile. Maybe there is hope for them after all. -=- The head of security was waiting for Baz in his office. He left Clara in the room to let her sleep. ‘Sir, I have the file for the investigation regarding the people on the list.’ ‘So what is it? Are they involved in the explosion? Do we know?’ he asked. 'This is a big mess, and it involves more people than I expected.'