Romans & histoires Hart Family Murders Survivors

The screen switched to an old accident report from years ago. Indeed, it had been ruled an accident. Olivia’s father and Jason’s parents had all died. However, new evidence showed that the brakes had been tampered with. The surveillance footage was unclear, but it captured a figure with a build identical to Olivia’s. Then, a recording played. “Their insurance money is enough for me to live comfortably forever. If anyone talks, I’ll kill them. Jason has no one left but me…” Jason staggered back as if he had been struck by lightning.

Murray and Craig were rushed to the hospital. They survived their severe injuries but were left permanently disabled. Harper and I covered their medical expenses. We saw it as a way to close the chapter on our past with them. When Leopold found out, he did not say much. He simply held me gently in his arms. A month had passed since the shooting. He stayed by my side at all times, afraid that even the slightest unease might return. Dylan was just as clingy.

“You share the Hart name. Thomas is your uncle. If I remember correctly, the eldest daughter of the Sullivan family married into England. She married…” “A teacher with the last name Hart,” Evelyn cut in immediately. She looked at him. He looked back at her. They stared at each other for several seconds without speaking. Evelyn continued, “My parents died in a traffic accident on their way to school. Thomas went to England and brought me back to New York.” After the Harts passed away, Thomas and the others immediately sealed off all information. Every major media outlet in London was silenced. No one ever knew Evelyn existed. Nicholas nodded as if he believed her.

"Yes, but that's by the way. My mom is really shaken up. She cried a lot and my father—you said he's still alive, right?" "Yes, he's alive," Charles replied. "You want to meet him?" "Yes, but do you think it's a bad idea for me to meet my dad? I think he'll want to meet me as well." "Of course, he will," Charles replied. "Mr. Harlow will be happy to meet you. Hannah's death was devastating for both of them because she was all they had." "And Mrs. Harlow, will she also be happy to see me? Ivy asked.

My mother lures me from my pacing with the aroma of Earl Gray under my nose, the soothing liquid her answer to nearly every problem in life. “I just can’t stop going over it in my mind, wondering what we missed.” I confess, flopping into a chair and absentmindedly blowing on the steaming cup in front of me. After rescuing the missing girls all those weeks ago, my dads and uncles helped my mates sift through the pack with a fine-toothed comb, searching for anyone sympathetic to Harold. A few were arrested and brought in for questioning. Meanwhile, mom and I reviewed birth records for the pack, making sure every she-wolf was accounted for. We thought we’d been thorough.

Raymond's voice narrated, "Sarah Henderson executed Margaret Hart in cold blood. Margaret was trying to stop her operation." The video continued, showing me holding a gun to Michael's chest. "My wife held me at gunpoint multiple times," Michael said to the reporters. "She threatened to kill me and my family if I ever told the truth about her criminal activities." Tears streamed down his face. "She murdered my father, Marcus Van Leer, right in front of me. I watched her pull the trigger." "You lying bastard!" I yelled. Another video appeared, showing me strangling Michael in the mansion bedroom.

"I understand how distressing this must be for you. Can you provide me with some details? When did you last see her? Have you noticed any unusual behavior recently?" Vihaan took a deep breath, trying to organize his thoughts. "I last saw her today morning before I left for work. Everything seemed fine at that time. But when I returned home in the evening, she wasn't there. She didn't answer my calls, and I realized she hadn't been home all day." The inspector scribbled down some notes as he listened attentively. "Have you tried reaching out to her friends or family?"

Kiran was shocked, but a smile appeared on his face. Henry was surprised, but he nodded and said, “That’s very likely!” “What a bunch of hooligans!” Kiran scoffed. Henry looked at him without speaking. Kiran stopped smiling. “What else do you know about the Zara woman you mentioned last time?” Henry thought about it for a moment before saying, “Oh! I remember now!” “What is it?” Kiran asked. “On the night your family was wiped out, the song that played at Neptune’s Cove Karaoke yesterday sounded throughout Bayville. I remember your father bursting into tears when he heard that song. He accepted his death then and there,” said Henry.

They had sent him to the municipal hospital to get the bullet removed. Harmonia let out a sigh of relief. Then, she asked if their attackers had been arrested. The police officer nodded but shook his head after. “We caught them, but they all died on site.” “All the villagers had moved away, and so the surveillance facilities had also stopped.” So, they had all died on the spot. They could not find any evidence if they were all dead. This reminded her of Blaze who committed suicide at home after the investment fair incident.

I couldn't bear to answer, I was just hearing what he had to say. After a silent moment, he spoke again. "We know about the girl who is alive. You know our boy Henry didn't tell us you were at the crime scene. He kept it a secret and told his son before he died a month ago," I was shocked. They didn't know that I was back till he confessed, and that's when I first noticed the black cars that followed me. I left the town afraid if I was their target while I wasn't all this time till now.