Damn Double Homicide Novels & Stories

"I'll be at the station in a few minutes." Detective Silverman walks into the police station, he walks up to Frank, who is busy typing on a computer. "What do you have for me, Frank?" "Our Victim's name is Jasper Mikkelson, he is 24 years old and from Ukraine and died 1 year ago in a home invasion, he was killed along with his parents and 3 siblings." "Do you think this victim stole that person's identity?" "That would be very difficult, I matched their fingerprints, dental records, and blood type, this is the same person." "So he died twice? I don't understand." "Well there is a report that says he was pronounced dead but his body was stolen from the morgue before he could be buried." "So a

He is probably out there scheming a comeback. “Lynn, have you analyzed the evidence collected from the scene?” I asked to ease the attention that was fully centered on me. Lynn’s POV “The DNAs on the old watch match that of a dead couple. The blood sample on one of the watches matched that of Max. There were other knives and watches. The DNA all matched that of dead people.” I was surprised myself, how come Max’s blood sample would be found there. Kayla’s POV “Who are the couple?” I asked. “ They are Kennedy Ahmed Omar and Collete Omar, they died in an accident 19 years ago,” she answered.

the operative explained. Another screen showed looping hallway footage. Empty corridor. Empty corridor. Empty corridor. Meanwhile, three assassins walked beneath the cameras disguised as trauma staff. Perfect. I leaned back slowly. Then another call came through. I stood immediately. “What is it?” His expression darkened. “They confirmed the girl is pregnant.” Silence swallowed the room whole. Pregnant? For the first time all day, genuine shock hit me; The twins remained together because of a child? Impossible. That child can not survive.

He sank into the couch with ease. Valery stayed near the wall, her mind whirring out of control. ‘What is he planning? What am I about to walk into? God, I should have called someone over.’ She suddenly recalled that intimate partner homicide was making waves in the country off late. “Are you not going to sit?” Derrick’s voice shook her back to reality. “No, I’m good.” “Okay.” His voice was oddly warm. “Who was it?” “What?” She’d heard him clearly; she just wasn’t ready.

He was willing to atone for it, and he knew that helping them was the only way to do it. After their meeting with Hector, Dante and Jullie walked through the crowded streets of Mexico City, their hearts pounding in their chests. They had a motive, a timeline, and a key piece of evidence: the Stadler locket. Jullie, with her sharp legal mind, immediately connected the firefighter’s story to the car crash that killed Diego’s sister. She realized there was a pattern: both were orchestrated to look like tragic accidents but were, in fact, cold-blooded murders. They had a motive, a timeline, and now, a key piece of evidence—the Stadler locket.

Her smile is way too bright and enthused for a murder just being rumored. “Yeah, we heard there was a murder,” I begin with a deflated tone, but her expression of joy has me cutting my words short and giving her a more than questionable look. “Umm yes, sadly there has been what appears to be a double homicide, but honestly I thought you were here because Tala went into labor early. I’m surprised you're not at the Pack hospital with Mike and Kellen.” She looks bemused as if she really can't wrap her head around me being here and not there.

“I get visions from time to time, and I had some pretty strong ones that told me to come here. So, I reckon this is where we need to be. Praise Luna.” “Praise Luna,” we all chorused. Gabriel broke the silence. “Nakoa and Halia’s daughter was in the car when the attempt happened. She didn’t make it home. One of our senior security personnel, Mac Jones was the other. We’ll be having their send off in two days. You’re more than welcome to join us.” Bear nodded thoughtfully. “Our condolences for your loss. We would be honored to participate in the run.” Nakoa and Halia both nodded, but I think everyone at the table was too choked up to say anything else.

I struggled to grasp the implications. "They're fools. I'm not some old god's son," Kane growled in my mind. I sighed, annoyed he was back to add commentary to my already messed up life. "Maybe. We can't be certain. For us, we had a second wolf, Zeus," Drake said. "Two wolves? Is that even possible?" I asked, incredulous.

She felt the women behind her flinch—she didn’t know if it was because they were security “You have no idea what kind of game you’re playing, little girl.” Oh, there it was. Little girl. How adorable. How trite. “I know exactly where I am, Hector,” she said coldly. “I’m not the one who walked in blind today. And if you leave before you’ve given me what I need to know, there is going to be a lot of very awkward questions asked about why you and your brother-in-law were at the scene of a double homicide, disguised it, and then masqueraded as a member of a department that you did not actually belong to in order to misrepresent what you knew was a homicide as an accident.”

one of the cops said, “but Mr. Goldberg did manage to get rid of the explosives right before it went off.” “Are you trying to say that I did it?!” Damien scoffed, narrowing his eyes at them. “Not quite, Mr. Goldberg. All we’re saying is that a suspect in a murder case refused to say a word, and the first thing he admitted was that you hired him. Now, we don’t know what exactly he was hired for. Whether or not the murder of Lauren’s mother and the double explosions are intertwined, we have not pieces that together yet.” Damien shook his head. “This is ridiculous,” he muttered, standing up and walking out of the room.