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

“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?”

There was a strange mark on the back of the flipped death certificate. "Wait." She quickly grabbed the paper and looked at the back of it. "What's this?" There was a small note at the very bottom part of the paper. It wasn't typewritten. It wasn't part of the official document. It was obviously written quickly using a black pen. E.M. — NOT AN ACCIDENT. Alyssa's entire body turned cold. "Damien." He immediately approached to see what she was holding. When he saw the note, his expression suddenly changed. The young man's jaw stiffened.

Even though his disrespect fueled my anger, I desperately latched my lips to the bottle and gulped the water. “Can I trust you to be calm, Miss Pierce?” he asked moments later, his butt lifting off the table, his hand tossing the empty bottle to the side. “If you were me, would you be calm?” “Right.” He chuckled beneath his breath, and the darkish room suddenly felt eerier. “Miss Pierce,” slowly, he settled on the chair opposite me, “in case you forgot, I’m Detective Nate and I'm in charge of investigating the murder case of Carlos Santano, who was buried after a hit and run on Anmark lane on the thirteenth of October.”

The guy wearing a suit looks familiar. “It’s Dante,” Rio has recognized one of them. Leonard looked at him. They viewed all the recorded footage until the end. They saw Dante looking at the camera as if it was looking directly at both of them, he left a note before going outside. “Where is that note, we need to know maybe he left a message.” Leonard seems to be agitated.

She answers and turns around, spying the detective she was looking for. August felt odd, but he brushed the feeling off as everyone grieves differently. "Ms. White. I'm so sorry to be meeting you again under these circumstances." Detective Decascos says as she shakes Elizabeth's hand. "It's no worry at all. Can we get this over with?" Elizabeth responds, which earns her a look from the detective. "Of course, Follow me," he says and leads them down a corridor. They arrive in front of the morgue and detective Decascos turns to them and says, "Now, because the bodies were so badly burned, we will not be able to show you the bodies. There are, however, certain identifications on the bodies we wi

Maybe I'd been too quick to dismiss his protective measures as controlling. When I reached the apartment, I locked the door behind me and sank onto the couch, pulling the crumpled note from my pocket. I stared at the crude drawing, trying to make sense of it. It had to be a coincidence. No one could know about my death in another timeline. No one. My phone buzzed with a text from Dante: How was your day? I hesitated, then made a decision. I took a photo of the note and sent it to him with the message: Found this at work today. Any ideas?