Hugh O'connor Death Note Novels & Stories

Lenin’s lips curled into a blood thirsty smile “This will be the last face you see……” He walked out of the room as he normally did, closing the door behind him. It was only later when the orderly came to deliver dinner that he discovered Hugo’s body, his neck slit, his eyes wide open in shock or fear… who could tell?

Luc reasoned in his mind, ready to do whatever it takes to teach Connor a big lesson too. Unknown to Luc, Connor did not have anything to do with the death of Liliana. Liliana died of a bomb blast which Connor had no idea of and Luc had been keeping the hatred of what he did to Liliana in his heart without knowing that Connor was innocent. Connor who was still filled with fury and rage at Luc for keeping Carolina in his custody growled loudly in a scary voice. His eyes became golden and his fingers were long and sharp. He was ready to deal with Luc until he realized that no one dares to touch what belonged to him and go scot-free.

Connor’s in the living room with a few men with laptops open and papers scattered. He looks up. “We traced the IP address that tried to hack our system. Cross-checked it with surveillance. The two are connected. The hack was a distraction, someone was supposed to get inside while we were blind.” “Who?” Connor exhales. “Garzolo Teroso.” I freeze. Something hits me in the chest. “Impossible.” “I thought so too,” Connor says. “But the data lines up.” Garzolo. The man who murdered Victoria in cold blood. The man I put a bullet right through his head. I watched him choke on his own blood. I watched his body collapse in the dirt. I buried him in hell myself.

Also seen arriving was Dermot O'Connor, cousin of Killian O'Hara, who also happens to be the country's top lawyer in these cases, and arrived twenty minutes later. It made my blood freeze; O'Connor was known for getting his high-profile clients out of tricky situations, and I was shocked to hear he was taking this case. O'Hara had been caught in the act, literally; there was no way he was going to walk away from this. I strode into the Precinct flanked by my legal team; I was Colonel-in-Chief of the most prestigious, secretive Tactical Armed Forces Team in the world; it wasn't just the most elite soldiers I could count on. My legal team made Dermot O'Connor look like a junior paralegal.

"We are finally face to face, I knew that one day this was going to happen dear Max, you were always his favorite, everything was for you, everything was about you, from his business to his fortune, everything would stay with you, instead with me... they always treated me like a dog, a bastard, just for being the product of an affair. I always wanted to be one more Stuart yet dad leaned in on you. You were a damn to me, you humiliated me on the football team just for being the captain, you tried to ridicule me to the point that I only kept on the bench, you were conceited for having any girl in your hands. Do you think all of that would stay like this? Well no, today I will take revenge

William and Leon immediately crowded around me to look at the screen. The first headline that popped up was, "Breaking News! Young Man Jumps to His Death at 3:00 am." A photo of the victim was included in the article. The man wore a grey hoodie and looked identical to the deliveryman. The article also included his name—Michael Finn. William's voice was filled with terror when he asked, "He's supposed to be dead, so why is he terrorizing us as a murderous deliveryman?" "Is he supposed to be a ghost or a man?"

“Because they’ve all died over the past year. I mean, what are the odds that the same kids who experienced the same horror six years ago would be dead in such a short amount of time? Unfortunately, the police didn’t dig too deep into the suicides once they learned about their pasts. As for the other kids, I’m sure the killer counted on the cops not connecting the dots since they lived in different parts of the states. Yet, if you look closely into each case, there are some inconsistencies with their deaths. The police would see that as an issue but not look too deeply unless they knew about the connection to the other deaths.” With every word out of his lips, I can feel the color draining fr

"She received a letter instructing her to meet someone at the Global Hotel. This meeting was supposed to reveal what truly happened during the mission that led to her husband's death." Charles leaned forward, his eyes narrowing as the pieces began to fall into place. "So, she went to the hotel. But she didn’t go alone. She left in the car of David Hargrove's personal assistant. That alone suggests there’s a conspiracy." Dune's projection changed to show a detailed profile of David Hargrove. "Hargrove is not just a peripheral figure. He’s deeply involved. He was the leader of the team that went in resue of the O'connor team, but just like miller now he is an Assemblyman, which means he works

She had covered her tracks perfectly. "Connor, what are you saying? Don't you remember? That day at the dance studio, it was just the two of them. The cameras didn't catch anyone else coming or going. If Samantha didn't do it, then who else could it be?" Her voice was steady, but her fingers were trembling. "It was you." Connor's voice cracked like a whip. She stumbled backward, barely keeping herself upright. "I… I don't understand what you're saying." "I know everything now, Hannah. You killed Cathy. I have the proof."

O'Connor was currently in England in my hometown, the City of London. From Edward's conversation, I'm sure Mr. O'Connor will be here soon with the antidote. Yes, he will. He is the owner and concocter of the poison currently in Axe's body. The automatic bullet that was supposed to hit my body was shot directly by the system, after detecting an intruder entering Mr. O'Connor's territory. Worse, the bullet contained poison, a poison that was currently threatening Axe's life.