Damn Double Homicide นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The blood in my veins froze alongside. “Hey girl, are you alright?” My sister asked me as she snapped her fingers across my face. I still froze in shock, taking time to process the information I just realized. I suddenly remembered Daniel, who I met on the bus earlier that day. He was talking about a millionaire couple that got their kids kidnapped and were sent to the same hospital.

Dmitri demanded. There was a pause on the other end before Dante spoke. “It could be a clerical error. Maybe.. maybe the initial report was—” “Bullshit,” Dmitri cut in. “You don’t mix up times, days, and cities by accident. Either someone tampered with the records… or Damien died twice.” Silence stretched over the line, heavy and telling. “Find out which one’s real,” Dmitri said finally, his tone like steel. “And find out who wants me to see both.”

Command had already erased 4-stroke's name. "We're going to post RMP's near the railroad crossing at Mill Pond Road," said my father. "Sixth and Seventh Ave's will have unmarked stationary units with chase cars nearby. We don't want any Shadow Posse crossing into LREC territory." Opening and choosing from the binder on the table, he placed several pictures on the whiteboard. They were of Shadow Posse enforcers and cleaners. They were old and faded. The photos had known many hands. "Gangs is saying T-Bone and Gremlin were the hitmen in the double homicide at E.C.G. We're pretty sure Little Jefe gave the order, but nobody's talking."

She would be an instrumental support to them all. Tina glanced at him briefly and looked away. She had this expressionless face that made it appear as if she is not the one who just talked about such a great achievement. She thanked Jordan and soon everyone set down for work. They needed to get answers within two weeks. " There are two cases of homicide. It is glaring that the victims were murdered. And the urgency of the investigation is that one of the victims is the daughter of the billionaire Dare Wilson. The same Chief Dare Wilson that is well known in this city. The case is being given the utmost priority right now.

The evidence was airtight: text messages, bank transfers, even security footage of Jorge near Theo’s car the night before the crash. Shawn and I sat with the police, presenting the findings, watching as the case shifted from a tragic accident to a double homicide. Amanda would pay, not just for Theo, but for Ben, for the life she’d stolen from her own child. That afternoon, I stood on the sidewalk outside Amanda’s house, the air crisp with the promise of autumn, the Chicago skyline looming in the distance. The police cruiser parked behind me was a stark reminder of the gravity of the moment. Shawn had stayed home with Lily, giving me space to face this, knowing how personal it was for me.

She held his suspicious gaze and heard herself say with confidence, “Of course it was. I have no doubt. What else could it have been?” “What else could it have been, indeed? Well, since our firm is Downtown where the murder took place…” Darrell said, “Danny!” in earnest, but was ignored. “…I guess we should all be careful until the beast is caught.” Before she realized what she was saying, Bonnie, blurted, “I hope they never find it!” At the shift in both men’s bodies, she apologized, “I’m sorry. That was loud. It’s just that I heard the man who was killed had a record of assaults against women. He’d been in jail twice already for rape.” Her voice shook a little. “It’s one less horrible huma

He pulled the trigger, the sound deafening. I watched my father fall, blood spreading across the floor. I couldn’t stop myself from running to him. He lay there, fighting for his life, the sight of which I could never forget. I pushed the door open and ran towards him, screaming his name. Just as I sat beside him, calling for him to wake up, pushing his head from side to side, expecting words from his mouth while knowing deep down that it was all over. I turned around in anger and disbelief to a gun pointing directly at me. I had seen it all, been a witness to it all. I saw the cold determination in their eyes, they were going to kill me too.

The reporter looked me dead in the eyes and said, “The late Mrs Elvira Jordan was a criminal and we believe she died before she could pay for her crimes.” I was angry, I was boiling but I masked it up with a smile on my face, “Really?” I relaxed into the chair and crossed my legs, “You just said she died before the eyes of the world, you said she burnt to her death, so if y’all witnessed it, then why would you think she is me? Haven’t you heard of doppelgänger?” “I’m…..” I interrupted her and said, “If I were to be that criminal woman as you called her, would I have brought myself to the public? Do…..”

Asher said finally, his voice thick but shaky. The next few days moved in a blur of updates, arrests, statements, and outrage. More names surfaced. More officers were suspended. Federal oversight stepped in fully. By the end of the next week, the confirmation came officially. The three primary suspects had been formally charged in connection with financial crimes and were now persons of interest in a double homicide investigation. I felt something inside me loosen for the first time in months. Finally… we see free.. …… It was quiet when I went to the cemetery. I didn’t tell Asher I was going, but I think he knew anyway.

"The following persons are the suspects of the deceased brown twins, witnesses are yet to confirm the remaining culprits of this abominable crime…" I couldn't understand what I was watching as I thought to myself “Who could be the one reporting these things? Anyone i could recall from that incident is probably dead right now?" As I pondered while walking on the aisle to get some yogurt as requested by my Dad, these bloody couple passed by me making some provocative statements like "How could a heartless and evil person do such a thing like this and still be walking around like both really happened?...” Said the male while staring at me fearlessly while the female responded