Jane Rhodes Murder Novels & Stories

She gathered her pen and paper. Jason shrugged. “Her boyfriend Jake came looking for her with a gun that Monday.” Fairchild began looking through files and searched for a name. “Jake Holland?” Jason nodded. “I’m assuming. I never knew his last name.” Fairchild looked up. “Jake Holland was found dead on the following Tuesday in his car. There was nothing written on him so we didn’t link the two murders together.” Fairchild grabbed her pen again. “You said Jake came with a gun? Was he threatening her?” “More me than Tracy. He was looking for her. Thought I did something to her.”

She stubbornly insisted, "Fine. Let's wait until Jane gets up. She'll be able to prove my innocence then!" With that, the family drama came to an end for the time being. However, Zion angrily drove Jocelyn back to her parents' place out of anger. In the meantime, Jennifer asked Zion to station some security guards outside Jane's room. If Jocelyn tried to hurt Jane, she'd be caught red-handed. … Back in her bedroom, Jennifer lay on the bed and recounted the events that unfolded in the last two days. The police had stated that Jane was run over because she jaywalked. But was it really an accident?

Of course, the woman immediately notified the police. The murdered woman was Martha Jones, a slim blonde of medium height, at the age of 25, according to witnesses, she had lived in this district for several months after she graduated with honors and her parents bought her a house as a reward. She worked in downtown Cardiff as a secretary in her father's law office and was generally liked, sometimes only her female colleges, jealous of her beauty, spread rumors about the girl's countless love affairs. At least that's what girl's closest friend - the woman who found her - thought. The rest of the neighbors mentioned that she was often visited by various men, and quite wealthy at that, many al

I stood up, my heart beginning a slow, heavy thud in my ears. "CONVICTED MURDERER KATHERINE ROBINSON FOUND DEAD IN CELL." I moved closer to the screen, my breath hitching. A grainy photo of Katherine, the woman who had helped Richard ruin my life stared back at me. "Reports coming in from the state penitentiary confirm that Katherine Robinson was found unresponsive early this morning," the news anchor said, her voice clinical and cold. "Sources say she was stabbed with a dagger repeatedly in her cell, during a fight with one of the inmates. Katherine was serving a life sentence for the murder of Eleanor Blackwood and her involvement in Hawthorne's In-laws crimes..."

Those ornate steel gates drew a line between herself and the Dunns, cutting her off from everything she had ever owned. Jane did not know how to describe how she was feeling right now. The moment she turned around, two men in blue police uniforms stopped her. "Miss Dunn, we suspect that you hired thugs to rape a Miss Rosaline Summers, leading to her accidental death. Please come with us." Before she was escorted into prison, Jane saw Sean, standing majestically next to the window. Jane shook her head and said determinedly, "I never did anything to Rosaline." Sean deliberately walked his long and well-toned body up to her. Jane told herself to be brave. After all, she was innocent. She did no

IRIS My knees gave out and I stumbled, but Harold was there to catch me and keep me from falling. “Careful,” he said softly, taking me closer to the bed so I could sit on it. ‘That is why I killed her.’ Harold killed Rhoda? But that…. No. No, it was Quentin. My mind was spiraling, and for a moment, all I did was just stare at nothing, trying to figure out how it was possible. Maverick said it was—

"Hannah… you won… But it's over… cough, cough…" There was more hacking, the sound of lungs drowning from cyanide poisoning. "I… started recording… when you came in… It's uploaded… to the cloud… automatically…" My whole body went cold. That damned Mike. Even dying, he set a trap. He never trusted me!

curiosity wondered though Ruby. “Umm that Nurse that gave you those abortion pills, what's her name again nurse Pamela she was murdered yesterday, shot in the head” Caden wondered “her death is a mystery that's why the police come here to detain Jasper because he is a suspect since they had a little fude due to him locking her up in prison. “Oh wow! That's a lot to process, but I don't think Jasper is the one who would have killed her.” Ruby told Caden “You're right I don't believe he could do that too but we will leave the police to handle this”

Somehow, they knew despite what she had convinced the authorities, she did indeed have something to do with the untimely demise of Rodriguez. She wondered if they had dreams too. Finally, she was allowed to see Byron again. *** “I used to like that story as a kid,” Janice told Byron everything that had transpired—from the mixed group of ruffians in the cafeteria to the informative meeting with Norma in the library to being a temporary suspect in Rodriguez's “suicide.” “Little Red Riding Hood, you mean?” Byron asked. At Janice's request, he had not yet turned on his tape recorder, though he really wished he had.

“No one breaks out of Redbrook.” Jonas almost laughed, but the sound caught in his throat. “You don’t understand. Rhodes staged this. She’s moving pieces again. Same as before.” Another pause. Then, almost too quiet to catch: “Then you know what has to be done.” Jonas stared back toward the ridge where the fugitives had vanished. He could still feel Rhodes’s presence, like a spider tugging at threads he couldn’t see. His gut twisted. He’d spent years trying to forget the projects, the test subjects, the endless failures buried beneath concrete floors. But he knew better than most when Rhodes wanted someone in the open, it was never for mercy.