Culverhouse Murders Novels & Stories

Saying this, he presses ‘play’ on a video streaming on his phone, and the next words hit me like a freight train. “Breaking news!! There is a brand new update on the most high- profile death of this year! The death that had shaken the business world– the owner of the Waverly Group of Industries, the Waverly's had died in an accident almost three months ago. But today, it has been revealed from the City Administration that the crash was a planned murder. Ashley Waverly, daughter of Roman and Irene Waverly has requested the case to be reopened again, and Liam Waverly and Adam Kenston have been arrested as the prime suspects after Miss Waverly has submitted implicating evidence against them.”

"W-We haven't figured that out yet." "That's a child in your kindergarten. How can you not know who he is?" David quickly ordered the teachers to check. While the officers weren't looking, Esther leaned in close to my ear again. "Eve, you'd better think carefully. If I go down, you won't walk away clean either," she uttered. My heart clenched. I turned to look at her. She was smiling eerily. "Your son gave his hoodie to someone else. That child died. Everyone thought it was your son. Don't you think people might start wondering what really happened?"

Rose squinted her eyes tight, clench her fist and bring herself back from Alexander Jones's thoughts, after taking a shower and changed into her silk red nightdress she made herself a large drink and started sipping red wine royally sitting on the couch and net surfing on her mobile. The latest news across through her sight of eyes through the mobile screen and immediately dragged her interest. 'Duluth city is an uproar again, another murder near sunset point by mysterious killer Red Rose.' Rose doesn't want to go for these kinds of news but was just sparing her gaze to headlines. This is the fifth murder by Red Rose whole special department of Duluth city in an uproar not able to get even a

Jay was not loud, but his words were like a hammer as they struck me. “Detective Xavier,” I started. I was trying to explain myself, but my mind was a mess. I shivered as a startling thought popped into my head. “Could it have been Cynthia? She must have poisoned the beer because she was jealous of Lysette. After she poisoned Kellan and Lysette, she killed herself out of guilt!”

Since seniority was a factor that hindered them from reporting directly. "Very well; Alpha Justin Pavlichev will be tasked with working with you to solve this issue," I concluded and banged the gavel to end the conversation. Christian was next. He got up and greeted everyone. "On the sixth of July, Alpha Thompson Amos, his wife and eighteen-year-old daughter were murdered in their house. Due to investigations and eyewitness accounts, his Beta, Mike Maguire, was implicated as the perpetrator of this crime. Unfortunately, the suspect fled Grizlo taking with him his daughter and wife. They have remained at large ever since. They sent video footage to deter us from searching for them and have al

he added with a slight confusion on his face. "Well, I do wish your words were true, Clark," Michael said, looking at the top of the ceiling, "Our director was brutally murdered by some unknown men who are in search of the passage to the light. Do you think it is a mere coincidence that Robert Lond was killed?" "I can't explain what I don't know," Clark responded, feeling frustrated. Savannah gave Michael an awkward look as she turned to face him. Then she turned to face Clark, her face now clouded with confusion and disbelief as if she had awaken from a nightmare. “My husband was murdered by members of the Priory of Göteborg,” she said.

He always carries it with him. Slowly realization dawned upon her. Her hands started to tremble. She understood everything. The murderer was from inside the castle. Always been inside. Always been one of them. Her own blood. Her brother. ‘How could he kill him? His own father?’, she looked imploring at Argus. Tears were streaking silently down her eyes, upon her cheeks onto her lap. Her face was contorted with pain. The death of her father and the betrayal of her brother was too much to handle for her.

I did not manage to continue speaking again when he talked. “I saw three of them in the crime scene, they are not wearing school uniform,” he said seriously to me. What? “I saw Elisa there at nine o’clock in the morning. Only Phoenix was not there, and I hunched that one of the three took a picture of Mrs. Olivia’s corpse and post it on F******k,” he added. He is right! The only thing I need to do is find whose the murderer of the three of them. ………………………………………………………………….

Orseus asked out loud as he thought to himself. “What happened first, Alex’s mugging event or accident of the duke and duchess of Worthington?” Cornelius turned to Harry and Matthew; they were the only ones who were present at the time of these events. However, the answer didn’t come from them, John spoke in a low tense voice “The murder of the duke and duchess.” “Murder?” Aglaya’s eyes widened in shock while Cornelius and Baldwin shifted their gaze towards John, with Baldwin prompting “Are you sure it was murder?”

A couch sat opposite the bed, with a fur rug beneath it and a small winery. Columbus wasn't an easy man. If I had to work with him, I needed to clear the leverage he had against me, which is the evidence of the murder I committed for him. Amongst all his properties, the villa was his most treasured and my instinct was hammering about it. Knowing I couldn’t access his memory without getting close to him, I had to thread carefully.