Emma Walker Autopsy Novels & Stories

Chapter 123 [ Emily ] As I flipped through the documents my heart was in pain , Mr Axel was assassinated . My dad was able to obtain the police file . The picture of the scene wasn't something Emily expected to see . When everything happened she felt lucky to have Dan by her side . The funerals and other things were taken care of by her father's trusted assistant .

The only sounds I could hear were that of her dying gurgles, gasps, and the sickening thud of her body landing full-force onto the filthy rat-shit-covered floor. By the time the shock faded enough for me to grasp the reality of that present moment, my body was trembling over the corpse of Christian whose head was riddled with the bites of the hammer’s teeth. The cracked bone of his skull protruded in some places, brain fluids and chunks seeped onto the floor around his head. The hammer I held in my hand was covered in chunks of flesh and blood. My face, my rags, and my hand were splattered with brain residue and blood. I vaguely remembered my body throwing a knee forcefully into his balls an

I said with a booming voice. The door was pushed open and she walked inside alone. “I just wanted to check up on you, you didn't look too good.” I bursted into a fit of tears and she rushed at me with pity written on her face. “I'm so sorry about this, Emma. It wasn't Kael's intention to make you cry. He didn't mean it at all.” “I thought we were family but Kael proved me wrong. It is customary for Alphas to be buried immediately. Why is he insisting on the autopsy?” I said in frustration.

The person, "I am out of town. How about tomorrow morning the first thing at my apartment?" Nezeira, "Done. Send me the location." The person, "Listen Goofy, we will find it. We have to. We paid a heavy price remember, you and me both." Nezeira, "I do. See you then." Nezeira narrowed her eyes and was in deep thought when her phone rang. It was Ywain. He called up to inform us that the autopsy has been done and it is confirmed that these humans have been killed by a vampire. But something else was there and Nezeira needed to see it herself. So she went out to the basement lab.

Emma’s hair was matted and looked lifeless, its usual golden blond was a dull dust beige. There were only faint bruises visible on her face. It didn’t look like any permanent damage had been done. But she looked like a walking dead. Her skin was dull, her eyes sunken in and she had a weary look in her eyes that Emma didn’t recognise. She sighed and wondered if she should strip out of her dirty clothes and lie on top of the bed. The thought of getting naked made her skin crawl. She sighed and went back into the room and slid down to sit next to the bed, resting her back against it. Emma fell asleep like that and was awakened by the klick of the lock. She struggled to her feet as the door open

Ava whispered: “Mom?” Emma shook her head. “No… I didn’t—” But the memories were returning too fast now. Too real. Too sharp. And then— The final memory came. The one she had buried the deepest. Emma standing in a sterile room. Signing a document. Hands shaking. Mercer beside her. Calm. Patient. And her voice saying: “Do it.” Emma dropped the envelope. Her knees weakened. “No…” Mercer stepped closer. And for the first time—

“Do you guys want revenge?” A wicked smile spread across Freya’s face. She produced a small, intricately carved vial, its contents shimmering with an ominous glow. “I have a stash of yellow flower extract from the stockroom. One tiny drop will keep them up all night, running to the bathroom every five minutes,” she announced, her voice dripping with delight. The vial was instantly recognizable to Alruna. Alruna’s voice was sharp, laced with a mixture of exasperation and alarm. “You little rascal! Where did you get that?” Freya, clutching the vial tightly, hid it behind her back.

A few seconds later, shocked cries erupted from the crowd. "Oh my God! It's the doctor!" "The killer is the chief physician!" The man was none other than the chief physician who oversaw the Memory Extraction System from beginning to end. The same man who just persuaded Daniel to use the auxiliary extraction helmet. Daniel looked as though he had been struck by lightning. He stood frozen for several seconds before suddenly spinning around and glaring at the doctor beside the control console. The doctor's face was equally stunned. The clipboard slipped from his hand and clattered to the floor.

he leaned in, resting his elbows on his thighs. I wanted to shift a little further but I had already reached the end of the bed. I might fall off and that wouldn't be a good thing right now. I know he knows how scared I was, I could see myself visibly shaking frantically. He picked up the vase he kept on my bed, peering Into it like he couldn't believe he came out from it. Or he doesn't know he did? “I'm Emmett, the last original wolf shifter. I'm more than you could ever think I am.

“I just discovered it yesterday when I was dissecting it. And I think it's a very gruesome murder. Since you brought her in half-decomposed after being submerged in water for days, I couldn't check it thoroughly. It was only after her body was chemically cleaned and left for a few days that I was able to dissect her yesterday.” Tyler pursed his lower lip in annoyance after getting Charles' explanation. This means that his assumption was correct. It wasn't Jim who killed Alma. He never even mentioned anything about the blunt object or the beating he did to Alma. He only mentioned sleeping pills and how Alma fell and hit her head against the foot of the bed. Only Alex is the right candidate to