Damn Double Homicide Novels & Stories

But as I scrolled through the digital files, a frown deepened on my face. It wasn’t what I found that bothered me—it was what I didn’t find. Her record was clean. No criminal history, no shady debts, no scandals. But it was "empty." After the age of sixteen, Nina Manalo seemed to become a ghost. There were no college applications, no stable addresses, just a string of low-paying, menial jobs. Waitress, cleaner, dishwasher, shelf-stocker. I leaned back, my eyes narrowing. My investigators had flagged a police report from years ago. A double homicide in a quiet neighborhood. Her parents.

I accused totally shocked "For your own information, you're mixing two cases together. One has already been approved of rape and the other is completely an affair." "But it's one man," I pointed out, confused. "Correct, and I'm handling the affair, I told him to go to someone else for rape." "Why don't you just leave the case altogether?" I see no point in him handling such a case when there's an interesting one on the desk "And take which one?" He asked, annoyed. I picked up the case file, "This one," And he raised his eyebrows. "Double homicide?" He asked and I nodded, "Why?"

“What about the time you streaked Coach Hardy’s front lawn?” “That was a dare,” I insist. “And fuck you! You were the one filming it. How were we supposed to know his wife would be home? Or that he’d pick that moment to walk outside? You’ve gotten into just as much trouble as I have, Mr. I-Screwed-The-High-School-Football-Coach’s-Wife.” Noah holds up a hand. “I did not screw Coach Tanner’s wife and you know it.”

“But you don’t get to tell me who I am anymore.” My chest tightened, grief clawing its way up my throat. This wasn’t just a double kill. This was a fvcking triple homicide. Keyu stepped even closer, a sinister smile curling on his lips. “This is how things work now, sweetheart,” he smirked. “I’m thrilled to join.” His voice dripped with mockery as he leaned in. “You’re in Dax’s world. And in his world, everyone pays the price.” His eyes glinted with amusement.

The girls loved it and we were able to visit all the places Beth's mother wanted to see. Shawn and I still work as partners in the homicide department and have solved one hundred fifty cases in the last five years. Together we've both come close to death. I almost died giving birth to the twins and there was one other time I thought I was going to die, but that was a year ago. One year ago... "Drop your weapon," Shawn bellows at the guy holding a gun to my head. "Drop it now or I'll shoot!"

The police also concluded that the shooting did not occur at the place where the ambulance was found. The details around these deaths are questionable. Leah and Gary were good people, full of life and love, and known by many people, they had a lot to live for. I firmly believe that the authority need to look at every single detail of these incidents because this could be a double homicide. There is a killer on the loose, a psychopath with a distinctive pattern; he or she either does not at all like getting their hands dirty, or they commit crimes and leave other people to take the fall.

“What?” “She walked in on us. And I panicked. I thought she would report me. I couldn’t lose my job. Before I knew what I was doing, I pushed her. Out of the window. She fell. She… died.” Moturanyo stepped back in horror. “Jesus! So you killed because of sex? Because of this, your wicked husband, now an innocent girl, is dead!” “I didn’t mean to! I don’t even know what came over me. I even smiled as I did it…”

I watch as she brightens up when she says she's happy with her relationship and wanting to keep it private. I was in the middle of my hopefully last case before the wedding and Dylan and I have been on it the last two weeks. We were working a double homicide. Two teens killed with the same motive. Both were girls around eighteen years old, blonde hair, blue eyes and built like models. They were found a couple days apart in the same wooded area. Both girls were found without clothing, buried in shallow graves. Both girls were sexually assaulted before beaten to death. Fortunately for both victims, forensics was able to retrieve traces of seamen in their vagina and they are a match. Unfortunat

No matter how I try to deny it, the fragments of Emmanuel's suit and Enric's hoodie were scattered on the ground, proof that those wolves and twins were the same person. My eyes widen in pure horror together with the separation of my lips. I couldn't believe my eyes. Like me, the loan sharks and quarterbacks were filled with terror too. As the wolves walked nearer and nearer towards the trembling loan sharks, my eyes went blurry, an indication that I was about to pass out. But before everything turned black, I saw how the wolves bit the loan sharks alive. I don't know how long I have been sleeping but when I woke up, I was in the same familiar hotel room.

The victim must have scratched the murderer during the final moments of her struggle. Therefore, DNA collected from the nails unquestionably belonged to the murderer. A possibility came to Cherry’s mind at that time. Under normal circumstances, everyone possessed different DNA but there could be exceptions in the case of identical twins. Although there might still be certain genetic variations, the aforementioned likelihood remained. She remembered that conjoined babies only had one pair of legs. In other words, one of the babies would have lost his legs after the separation surgery. The legs of all of those victims in the case were amputated by the murderer.