Death Note Another Note: The Los Angeles Bb Case Novels & Stories

“So don’t tell me that shit!” The room fell into uneasy silence again. Then Donatella spoke up, her tone calm but strong. “We should check the CCTV footage. Make sure nothing’s been deleted. And… maybe an autopsy should be done to be sure he wasn’t injected with anything.” Heads nodded in agreement. Even Alexei gave her a faint nod of approval. Mikhail exhaled slowly. “Good. We’ll do that.” His tone was clipped, still shaking with anger he tried to contain. “Anything else?”

I take a long sip of water. “They didn’t want to tell us anything of the deceased, so we have no information about him.” I say quietly “Even so, I don’t think he was at odds with his family like the rest of the victims. His mother seemed to lobe him very much— and so did his soulmate.” “Silver hell,” Cassain recoils “Is she still…?” I nod. Heavy silence drops over the group. The inside of that room is burned in my memory. I reach into my pocket and pull out the one thing I took from that room. I toss the notebook to the center of the table.

The night before our SAT, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Suddenly, my phone screen lit up. I received a text from an unknown number. [Tomorrow at 6:30 a.m.. Leaving for the testing center. Your sister disappears.] I stared at the screen, my heart jolting. I did have a twin sister, Molly Young, and we were both scheduled to take the test the next day. But what a pathetic prank. I tossed my phone aside, turned over, and went back to sleep. The next morning, we had barely left the driveway when Molly suddenly cried out beside me. “Oh no, I forgot my admission ticket.” “Dad, pull over! I need to go back and get it.”

CULLEN’s POV The rain poured heavily. The dark clouds loomed above, seething with fury. I sipped my bittersweet coffee as the Death Note on my desk began to glow faintly. I reached out and took it in my hand. An unfamiliar name appeared, along with the details of death. “Clark Stephen Daniel,” I muttered with a sigh. “Your time has come. I’m coming to collect,” I whispered, my voice void of warmth. It was time to reap his soul. The details were clear—he would die tonight, inside a nightclub.

I’m so shocked that we just sit there in silence for what feels like hours, until a thought occurs to me. That’s Dr. Martin’s handwriting. But something is off. The ink is smudged. The lines are shaky. And for some reason, I don’t feel like it’s grief and guilt that made them that way. “It looks like a suicide note,” Detective Rodriguez says, pocketing the evidence. “This isn’t the only note in his pocket. There’s one for his ex-wife and his son, which makes sense. You’re the only outlier.”

“The Ryokan assassin failed, and we have spooked the enemy. “It’s best to cut our losses before more damage can be done. “Haven’t I taught you that?” Keeping his head down, the burly man replied, “You’re right, sir.” The young man fell into contemplation, his attention no longer on the burly man. Moments later, the young man murmured, “Sanwell Finances is doing a trade of assets with the Glowmoss Powells. Kaze remains the only problem. “A member of the Wells, whose family is tasked in Sanwell Finances’ K Division died in Lilyrose. Rumor has it that Kaze is the killer.

4202 – Let’s end this 9488 – I wish I could sleep a little longer and never wake up ~ “We can confirm that Ms. Ayle Angelo takes her own life because of depression. Those are some codes from the mysterious bouquets our team has solved. There are still several codes in progress to be solved.” Mr. Brown, the head department of Ayle and mom’s death investigation, said. The big guy walked over his laptop and pressed on some button, causing the projector to show the next slide. There are cctv pictures showing someone entering a florist. It was a guy. It has the date written on the lower part of every pictures.

"Um... nope. Thank you. Miss receptionist." Frowned Jessica after running out of ideas them turning to Dannie who was already having his badge out showing it to the lady. "We are detectives Miss. We are here to investigate the supposed suicide of Bernard Casadas." Sentenced Dannie watching Jessica struggling to get her Badge out as well after she had realized that Dannie's strategy had worked smoothly. "Bernard Casadas is dead?" Asked the lady in disbelief having the two detective wondering.

I explained. I had to be honest, because I had no idea why he was even questioning me. In all the times I’d killed, I’d never been a suspect. Not even with my stepfather. Though, it was a fairly convincing suicide set up… Detective Gunderson read the note which just had a time, date, and place with the words ‘be there, no cops’ on it. “You went to a meeting based on this note. You could’ve been killed.” He said. “Is this the first note you’ve received?”

They announced, sounding just peachy about this murder, before continuing on to give us the file. “Contestant Risa Yutamoro, Status: Deceased. Time of Death: 8 PM. Cause of Death: Blood Loss. With this information, you may collect alibis and prepare for your trial.” With that, the Loudspeaker shut off, and I hurried to finish up my handwritten file. Once I finished with my handwritten version, I decided to start my alibi searching with the people I started this investigation with, as I approached Liam and Akira. “Hey, Liam, Akira,” I started, holding up the notebook, “You guys got any alibis?”