Hart Family Murders Survivors Novels & Stories

His fingers shook as he swept a cold smile across the crowd. “The memory decoder is a new product. Data misalignment is normal. Maybe Finn altered the memories before he died to drag his wife down with him. After all, he’s a murderer who even dared to kill his wife's parents!” A team member burst in, face ashen, shouting, “Chief! Another murder just happened in the south district! The victim was carved up and had bones severed—the method is exactly the same!” Linda struggled to her feet. She looked at me slumped in the chair, long devoid of life, her whole body shaking.

Some of them even broke through the barrier at the door. "Ms. Hartman is right! Many of us owe our survival to the Hartman family's blood, sweat, and tears! If you don't know how to show them any gratitude, we will never stand idly by and let the Hartmans die out!" I looked at the crowd gratefully, and they all responded with determined yet gentle smiles. Soon, sirens blared out, and police officers swarmed the entire area, arresting all of the perpetrators. … After some thorough investigation, it was revealed that Brian had had a long history of evil deeds and heinous crimes, including Dad's murder, and he was later sentenced to death.

It was just me, mum, grand mum, Auntie Jasmine, and of course Daniel. Nobody talked much. Mommy looked outside quietly while Aunt Jasmine drove. Grand mum’s left hand rested over Mommy’s the whole time. Sometimes they still looked sad together. But not broken anymore. A lot happened after the house fire. Sophia died there. So did others of her men. The police said the gunshot during the blackout killed her instantly. Some of Harley’s men survived but got arrested months later while trying to escape the country. Apparently, they blamed Harley for everything after realizing Harley planned to destroy all of them from the beginning anyway.

Harper explained, noting that Ava's eyes were on the wound. Ava gulped and averted her gaze immediately, unable to imagine the horror that Harper and Gracie had been through. Little children like them should never have to see someone murdered in cold blood. Seeing such a thing messed with even grownups like her, not to talk of children. The girls were going to need loads of therapy. Once again, Ava damned Amanda and Denise to hell and back in her mind. Suddenly, she realized the implications of Harper's words. Had Amanda murdered Steve? How was that possible?

The room remained silent. Nobody understood. Then Sarah enlarged a name. And suddenly everyone did. The nurse responsible for Claire Bennett's maternity ward. Margaret Hart. Silence. Complete silence. Lena blinked. "No." Sarah nodded. "Yes." Nathaniel Hart's wife. The same woman who later raised Rebecca. The same woman who arrived in Tucson with Claire Bennett. The same woman connected to almost every clue they'd uncovered. Sebastian felt a chill crawl down his spine. Margaret Hart wasn't merely a witness.

"I'm not sure. Mister Hart still couldn't remember what happened that afternoon. Missus Hart did ask him the same question when he was clear-headed and he did ask someone to look into the matter, but they all came up empty-handed." Isabella looked at Harvey. "I'm guessing you've looked into the matter, too?" "Yes, but all the leads have been wiped clean. I think…" "Someone from the Hart family is in on this." "Yes. I think Old Mister Hart is in on it, too." Harvey looked outside the window. "He's one heck of an old fox. He might not have done the dirty deed himself, but the fact that we came up empty-handed in our investigation is proof enough that this has his name written all over it."

The officer went on to say, "Oh, and she has an aunt. You know her, the director who ran the orphanage Frida was from. Both of them have been arrested on charges of attempted murder, and they're facing jail time." Harvey was left reeling. He slumped to the floor, unable to take such a huge blow. Calla, who they had cherished for more than a decade, was an enemy all along, while the sister, who should have been loved, suffered and died. Harvey began hitting himself as though punishing himself for his cruelty toward me would ease his guilt. A few days later, Mom found out the truth as well. Harvey had tried to hide it to avoid agitating her, but the news spread online. Even the hospital staff

Hart revealed, leaving me numb. "Are there any other survivors from our clan?" I inquired, a tinge of sadness evident in my voice. Mr. Hart's face was etched with sorrow as he responded. "I'm afraid there are only three survivors left: you, myself, and my daughter," he replied. I couldn't help but divert my gaze, contemplating that Mr. Hart had been my loyal knight entrusted with protecting the royals. Then why had he abandoned me and left me alone when I needed him the most?

Until after a while, she walked out of the Buddha Hall. Outside, a young man was kneeling on the ground, which was layered with slab stone. He wore a memorial ribbon on his chest. His name was Harri Kirkman, the son of Madoc Kirkman. When he saw Gladys coming out of the Buddha Hall, Harri immediately kowtowed to her and shouted his request out loud. “Old Mistress, please uphold the justice for my Kirkman family.” Yesterday, his family was exterminated by the Willow family. Dozens of his family members were slaughtered by the Willow family. Harri was out on an errand, so he was spared of the disaster.

Kelly saw the surprised look on Vivianne's face, so she got guilty and quickly said, “I didn't mean to ask you this question, Vivianne. I'm sorry!” “My twin brothers told me that our parents died in a car crash which was definitely schemed by someone. Actually, my twin brothers were also inside the car with my parents, but before the car eventually crashed, my parents threw my twin brothers out of the car in panic. Unfortunately, after being thrown out of the car, my twin brothers fell into a river. And after they were finally rescued, they lost their memories. While my grandparents were shot to death at our mansion. I survived all this because I wasn't attacked. I was with the Harrington fa