Damn Double Homicide 소설 & 이야기

The machine showed that her lifeline was depressing. Carolina holds her mom's hand, her mother smiles at her and takes her last heavy breath.

He knew it’s going to be a long day and of days to come. He went over the case again. Two young couple murdered, a very brutal double murder, with several children of prominent families as suspects, and nine years later one of these kids suddenly turned himself in. Yes, one confessed and convicted. He was one of two who didn’t actually come from a wealthy family.

She asked slightly irritated. "D. B. C tech groups you said?" Helma's dad asked with all seriousness and Donald nodded. "hmmm. I was your dad's personal driver. I drove your parents for years. Unfortunately, I called sick on day and couldn't go to work, only for me to return to work two days later to the news of his death" Helma's dad said heartbroken and sad. There was fume of silence in the dinning area. They all had sober faces. Helma's mom sobbed softly holding her husband's hands.

“You looked me in the eye yesterday and lied to me like the worst scumbag! You want the money so desperately? Too bad it didn’t work out for you because you’ll spend a lot of time in prison!” I heard a police siren approaching the house, and I knew Moira heard it, too. It was only a matter of seconds before they came and took her away for good. “Actually, that would be a life in prison for both of them. That’s what they’ll get for a double homicide.” No. No. I shook my head in disbelief. “That’s not possible!” My attention was focused solely on Kieran. I desperately hoped he would say something to assure me that what he said was a lie. “My parents died in a car crash! They were not murdered!

As what Yana said to all of us, this case is extra special, not only that it does not have a direct suspect, but at the same time evidence are difficult to find. Child murderer, that is the name of the case in which Dylan was connected to. Based on the database, he is the victim of that crime but the name was telling something otherwise. His mother committed suicide but the only one who witnessed that crime was himself, Dylan- in which should be the witness not labeled as the murderer. “Why would that case resurface again?” I asked to her and she plainly shrugged his shoulder. “You remember that case where you were framed? Quianna, was her name, I think. Her DNA did not match the corpse she

"Hey, stop dragging it out and get on with it." When Jo pressed him, Doni finally nodded and began to speak. "I forgot to mention earlier, Don Luciano's son and daughter-in-law were murdered on Valentine's Day. That day was also Valentine's birthday. They had gone out to celebrate their son's birthday when they were attacked. And exactly 11 years later, on Valentine's Day, he armed himself and walked into a strip club in Harlem, wiping out seven black gang members." "Sixteen..." Eugene murmured softly. And then he thought: What did I do on my 16th birthday? I probably had a birthday party at home and opened presents.

Fitz stood near the door, flanked by Warren and Logan. I approached them, “What do we know?” Warren didn’t waste time with pleasantries, “Double homicide. Both shot execution-style sometime between 2:00 and 4:00 a.m. The protection detail, Agent Mills and Agent Rourke, are missing. No sign of forced entry, no visible struggle.” I raised an eyebrow, “Surveillance?” “Conveniently disabled,” Warren added, “The motel’s cameras went down around midnight. Either a coincidence or someone very good at what they do. Someone who could easily hack into any security system they want.”

“Why am I handcuffed to the bed?” The nurse blinked. “Because you’re suspected of a double murder.” “Wait… what?” I asked, confused. “Well, accomplice, actually, but still, pretty bad. Your boyfriend killed two Mounties,” the nurse said in a sotto whisper. I frowned. “That’s not true.” “You can explain it all to the police, dear. Right now, I’m going to get the doctor,” the nurse replied. I could tell she didn’t believe me. I tugged on my wrist again but stopped when the doctor approached.

She had a gaping wound on her throat. So that’s where all the blood came from, I thought. *** "Two murders in one night. This is getting out of hand," Danna said grimly. She was talking to her partner while staring at me. Did she just say two murders? "There has been another murder?" I asked. I wish my voice didn't shake so much. "It seems that your neighbor might have something to do with it. What do you know about him?" she asked me directly this time. "I don't know what you are talking about," I said, shaking my head.

Don't try to play games with me. Ethan's stomach dropped. Last time? There had been other murders? Other innocent people who died because his mom decided they were inconvenient? *I'll pay you double if you do it right this time. You screwed up before. If Samuel hadn't helped me cover your tracks, we'd both be in prison right now.* The phone nearly slipped from his grip again. His jaw hung open as the full horror sank in. Both parents. Both of them had conspired to murder someone. Not just his mother—his father too.