Culverhouse Murders Novels & Stories

"Someone shot him, but he'll be fine." Horatia watched him closely. "That's not all, is it? You're not telling us everything." She'd been too afraid to ask her brother or Lucien, but she'd sensed there was more to this situation than either had let on. Were they all in more danger than she'd originally believed? "I'm sorry. Someone killed Muff." Cedric's low sharp tone made Horatia flinch. Audrey screamed. "No!" "Waverly somehow managed to breach our home." Cedric's fists tightened as he spoke. "Someone killed Muff. They drowned him and left him in a tub at Charles's house."

the revelation shocked Cyra more. Hacking? Someone had hacked the security system of that club? “And all of this is pointing towards the only thing that…. Mr Kellan Sanzer’s murder was pre-planned, and the murderer has made sure to leave no evidence behind his crime,” the officer's words filled Cyra with more fear.

With a convenient excuse to follow the investigation, who was she to refuse? "I won't let you down, Mr. Walker!" she replied earnestly. Carl did not spare her another glance. He strode out of the dungeon, his slender figure commanding. Violet went back to check on the assassins once more. How did the murderer manage to kill them all without anyone noticing? The circumstances surrounding their deaths were very suspicious indeed. "Mr. Cooper! You're back!" Maverick was still licking his plate clean back in the dungeon. Violet glanced at him, disgust apparent in her eyes.

I cried "Shut up" he snapped at me. "He killed Mark" "Shut up" "He killed Lucy too" "I said shut up, one more words and I will blow your brains out" "Wait what! What is she saying Calhoun" "Nonsense, she has no idea what she is saying. " "He confessed to killing Lucy" I replied "I have never even seen Lucy before, I only heard about her from you." "He does know her, she poisoned Lucy at the party the night she died, he poisoned me too that night"

Steve. Alfred’s murder was a lot different from the past ones. Eye witnesses had it that it was carried out by a young man and wasn’t really followed by anyone. Officer Steve also noted in his report that it was possible that the crime was perpetuated by one of the marshalls present as the escape routes used were only known to them.

"Stop asking stupid questions! what were you thinking you dummy, that I'm doing this without a gain from it? apart from my lust on those women's body, I have investors who are interested on the videos and pictures of all the ladies I abused!" "What!" Alice and Powell exclaims in unison with wide eyes. "It must be him who killed my daughter. Son of a bitch!" Powell gave a manly growl and gritted his teeth with his fist clenched to the floor he grabbed his gun and shot at the door and that triggered Dark Blood anger and he shoots steadily on the door.

A month later, the police informed me that the case was fully resolved. Adam–driven to despair after being rejected by the woman he idolized– confessed to everything. As it turned out, the moment he learned about our booking at the countryside guesthouse, he began planning the entire crime. He murdered the village doctor in cold blood, dismembered the body, packed it into a suitcase, and placed it in my car. He even hired a salon girl to pose as his lover, feeding her a script to follow. Afterward, he paid her a large sum and sent her out of the province.

"Then who is it?" "We're still working on that." Captain Colson flipped to the next photo. "This is from the night Fred died. Same figure, around the same time." "What about when John was killed?" "There's no footage for that because he died at home. But we did find something else." Captain Colson produced a report. "The murder weapons in all three cases were different, but there's still one thing in common—the killer knew each victim's daily habits extremely well." "What does that mean?"

Her fingers trembled slightly as she swept a cold, mocking gaze over the crowd. "The Memory Decryptor is new, so some data corruption is to be expected. Maybe Wendy altered the memories in her final moments in a bid to drag Roland down with her. After all, she was even capable of killing her own in-laws." Another of Roland's subordinates rushed in, face pale. "Chief Turner! There's been another murder in the south district. The victim was gouged of flesh and had their bones severed. The method is identical to the previous cases." Roland staggered to his feet. When he saw me sitting lifeless in the chair, his entire body shook.

The day my parents died, Caine had flown over to the state I stayed in, and he was at my house the day of the murder. Did Caine murder my parents? The killer was never found, and the case was swept under the carpet, but the werewolves accused the hunters. What if it was a cover-up? If it was the hunters, why had none of them ever been found? "Ask your husband the right questions", the note I had received earlier on kept re-playing in my head repeatedly. What were the right questions I was not asking? “Honey!” I heard Caine's voice calling out to me and I hurried away from the garage, closed the door and headed inside the house.