Novel & Cerita Emma Killed By Riley

Emma spotted the key right on the table. "Yes but Stephen may come back." "Don't worry my partner is speaking with him. He will keep that young man busy till our work is done." Emma took the keys and rushed back to the car. 'I must do this quick.' When she came back to the car, she saw someone on the ground. She bent down only to realise that it was Agent Jones. He was stabbed in the chest. Emma gasped. "You always appear in the wrong place at the wrong time." Emma turned and saw someone familiar. It was a man in a black hood. He was the same man who killed Cathy.

“The man looked familiar, but it was dark, and I couldn't see him clearly. He shot the bartender at once, and came at me, but… there was a noise in the back room so he… he…” She trails off, her eyes blown wide. “I think he killed someone else, but I don't know. I passed out then. It's been a crazy weekend, but even with my brand of bad luck, this is too much.” My breath catches and I clear my throat. I can't believe this is even happening. It sounds like a made up story, but I saw the bartenders body, and Riley is lying here with a bandage around her head. The ache in my chest spreads as I let out a shaky breath, and take her hands in mine.

Emma sat in her office, her eyes fixed on the screen as the video played. Liam’s face appeared, his voice cold and calculated as he gave orders. Her hands trembled, and her body quivered uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her face. Two accountants—two innocent lives—had been assassinated on Liam’s instructions. She wanted to stop watching. Every instinct in her screamed to turn off the video and look away, but she couldn’t. There were more clips—more evidence she had to see. If she wanted to protect her family, she had to endure this.

Emily remained silent, her gaze fixed on nothing as if she were staring into space. “I’ll be back,” Derick said, turning away. When he reached the exit, he called Richard. Derick: “How was the mission?” Richard: “They found nothing. Not even a single soul,” Richard said, his voice thick with frustration. I was right, Derick thought to himself. Richard: “That’s why I couldn’t bring myself to come to the hospital last night. How could I face Emily after giving her my word?” Derick: “Richard, tell Captain Miller that Don Emilio sent an assassin. They injected Jems with an unknown substance.”

His eyes locked onto hers, sharp and focused. "You heard," he said. It wasn’t a question. Emma swallowed hard. "Caleb is dead." Ryker nodded, stepping inside. He closed the door behind him, and the sound felt too final, too suffocating. Emma's chest tightened. She took a shaky breath. "You did it, didn’t you?" His jaw twitched. "Emma…." "Don’t lie to me!" she snapped, stepping back. "I know you killed him." Ryker’s expression darkened, his hands clenching at his sides. "I didn’t."

Victims: Perez Gillero, Raul Nyx, Emery Lon-Nyx Ages: Twenty, Twenty-four, Twent-three respectively. Assault weapon: A weirdly crested dagger. Suspect: Not found *LILAC* "I killed them," she is saying hysterically. Her black curls are all over the place and eyes red rimmed with tears. She looks like she is going insane. I cannot imagine how it would feel to loose all the people she had once called friends. Even I who had only known them fleetingly can feel my heart ache at their demise. Is it Perez? Or Raul and Emery who had just celebrated their mating ceremony some months ago. My own tears are falling and consoling Issy is getting harder by the day. Carla comes into the room.

" I'm Michael. " Alexey's hands dropped on the bed as she hear the truth about her mate. " Riley is dead, I took his body. " ........................... To be continued

Emmett After Grayson chased Ellie and Raven stormed off I went to my room. Sitting with the guitar, two hours later the door flies open and I don’t even bother to turn. “He’s dead.” I turn shocked, my eyes on Grayson. “I said not to fucking kill him, Grayson!” Why does he always go too far? “He tried to stab you.” His words don’t help. Yesterday we left after someone complained Darren had kicked off. Showing up he flew at me with the knife. He didn’t get to me, there were too many people, and he ran. I told everyone to let him run.

My body had not been cut off, but by back and the sides of my ribs tell a different story. Well, all these are ways to kill a man, but the easiest, fastest and deadliest way to kill our kid is to take his mate away. Drag her by the hand through the mud and let her bleed. Then you have successfully murdered two people, as he would never recover from that loss. I clear my throat and try to rid y head of such thought. On this cool night, the last pleasant thing I want to be thinking of, is death and dying. But my inability to see Riley for weeks now has made me quite feral.

He was the last person to serve Ethan before the collapse. The poison had passed through his hands. He was arrested immediately. During questioning, the truth began to unravel—not in fragments, but in something far more personal. “I was avenging my sister,” Jacob said, his voice low but unwavering. Her name was Emery. The room shifted. According to Jacob, Emery had once been married to Ethan Cross. To the world, her death had been ruled a suicide—a tragic ending to what appeared to be a troubled marriage. But Jacob’s voice carried no doubt.