Did Doc Hudson Die Novels & Stories

"Right! I was going to tell you. Something terrible happened this morning, Lia. The whole school is in uproar and they might have to close the school for now." She suddenly looked sober and serious and Jonathan sighed. After some moments of tensed silence, she said, "Mr Hudson is dead." What? My mouth gaped open as I gasped. I covered my mouth in shock. "Oh my goodness, what happened?" "He was killed, Lia. His body was found stabbed to death in the staff lounge." Jonathan's voice was now lower and he was almost whispering. "What?" I whimpered.

Hayle urged, growing more curious. “The main director, Mr. Hudson, was found dead in his room. It was big news among the hospital staff. But as far as I know, he’s been autopsied, and they say he died of natural causes with nothing suspicious found. What’s strange is that his daughter is now being treated at the hospital. They say her illness can’t be detected.” Donna widened her eyes, trying to add a dramatic effect to the story she had just shared. “Mr. Hudson?” Hayle asked, incredulous.

I looked at the others and could see that the faces of others mirrored mine. “Doctor, what exactly are you saying?” I asked impatiently. His eyes rested briefly on mine, but he averted his gaze almost immediately after. "What I am saying is that Mr. Jordan Kingston is dying, and because we've held off so much on looking at more sustainable treatments, I'm afraid he only has a couple more months to live.” I stumbled back as though a force had pushed me. I felt the air begin to leave my lungs. My vision blurred as the impact of the doctor's words settled upon me. The last thing I saw before I hit the ground was black.

Christian replied, “That makes sense. It’d be good if you can avoid this scandal. Well, stay safe and contact me if there’s anything.” “Right.” Merlin hung up and hurriedly packed his things before hurrying out of the building. As soon as he got into the car and was about to make his way to the Fox family manor, he received a push notification from the world’s largest video platform. The title shocked him. Thirteen murderers related to Homer in New York were executed by a mysterious force last night! He hurriedly clicked on the notification and was horrified to find that the other party had released many videos related to torture and murder. The protagonists of these videos were no longer Ho

"I used to have an older sister. In high school she fell in with the wrong crowd and by senior year she discovered drugs and guys." "Oh wow. Was she able to turn her life around as an adult?" I ask when he stops talking. He squeezes my fingers. "No. She died four days before her nineteenth birthday." Holy crap. Hudson has lost an entire family and within just a few years' time. "You don't have to tell me." "It's not that," he says sticking one of his arms under my neck and bringing me closer. "It's that I haven't told anyone in so long."

We did everything together, and I'm not exaggerating either. On that fateful fucking day three months ago, Hudson and Alec were gunned down in an attempted carjacking and left for fucking dead in the front seats of Hudson’s car. The number 7 flashes in my mind throughout the day, every fucking day. 7 times Alec was shot, and 7 times Hudson was shot. I'll never fucking forget the significance of that number.

“Feel like grim death?” “You know, not being able to die isn’t always a good thing,” he managed, not leaning up at all off of his pillow. “I wished I could die many times in the last couple of days.” “I’m sorry we didn’t get here sooner,” she replied, touching him lightly on the arm. “It wouldn’t have mattered. They decided to let me go once they had enough tissue samples from me. That doctor—Hines, I think his name was—he’s insane.”

What is going on? My forehead was immediately furrowed. Suddenly, the Doctor whom I first saw approached the Woman. "Hon, our daughter is in a state of shock. Let's give her some space, she can't breathe." That is when my eyes widened even more. D-daughter? Me? Wait, my father just died and now this doctor is saying that I am his daughter? Are they fooling me?

"Rosie. Hudson is a mole. He’s an FBI agent. He confessed it to me because he wanted out of both worlds." "What!? Does Hailey know? Gareth, where are they?" "Traveling to a place no one will find them." He said calmly and I gasped. "You killed them?" I asked, mortified at the thought of little Harmony all alone. "I shot Hudson with a fake bullet and some of the patrol guards as witnesses. So now the whole family thinks he’s dead. Seb and I distracted the padrino while the three of them traveled Christmas morning. “Family? Wait. So Hudson was working for you all along and not Tony?” I asked, anger stirring in my gut.

Hudson nodded his head cautiously, “Yes, Henry, this is my brother Benjamin, Benny, this is my husband, Henry.” Silas played along and shook his hand, “Oh, the one you told me about.” “You told him about me?” Benjamin asked directing the question to Hudson. “I did,” he answered plainly. “So how is my old man, is he still doing well?” He asked. Hudson shook his head, “Your father died two and a half years ago.” “What?” He asked stunned.