Novel & Cerita Jane Rhodes Murder

“Katarina Romanoff was a troubled woman, Ms. Lauren. She had a history of depression. There were no signs of a struggle, no evidence of foul play. Everything pointed to suicide.” “But you don’t know for sure,” I pressed. “You can’t be certain.” Rhodes studied me for a long moment, her gaze intense. Finally, she sighed again, but this time there was a note of resignation in her voice. “All right,” she said. “I’ll tell you what I remember. But I’m telling you now, you’re not going to like it.” I nodded, bracing myself for whatever she was about to say. Rhodes motioned for me to follow her, and she led me to a small, dimly lit office. She closed the door behind us and gestured for me to sit.

She didn’t want to tell Brandon she had seen a gun in Jayden’s hands while he was unconscious. “I saw Jayden unconscious, I had to take him to the hospital after I called you. I swear to God I didn’t kill Rhoda. I didn’t do it” Hannah said and Brandon sighed softly not knowing what to say or believe. He knows how much Hannah hated Rhoda and now Rhoda is dead and Hannah was the first person who had seen the dead body? something is off. If Hannah didn’t kill Rhoda then who did?! He thought. He didn’t know if Rhoda had any other enemies. Brandon sighed, it pained his heart that Rhoda was dead. He blamed himself. He felt he had ruined her life in the past by raping her and now she’s dead in the

Her sharp eyes immediately found Richard, who had just rushed outside. She held up a leather badge. "We're looking for Miss Aya Rhodes." Richard frowned. "Who are you?" The woman didn't look away from the mansion. "My name is Detective Elena Cruz." She paused. "And we're reopening the Hawthorne investigation." Every eye turned toward me. Then Detective Cruz delivered the words that made my blood run cold. "Miss Rhodes..." "...we believe your mother's case wasn't an accident." "We believe it was a cover-up."

Jane replied. She knew the moment Hudson knocked on the door because the big guy in the kitchen jerked his head turning toward the sound. Jane was in the process of standing up and drawing her taser when the unexpectedly swift movement of their quarry startled her. Instead of heading cautiously toward the front door like they had anticipated, he turned and hurtled toward the kitchen window where Jane sat crouched. She stood as he flung the window open, and drew her weapon. He was busy climbing through the window into the dark, rainy night when Jane announced her presence. "Stop!" she snapped holding the weapon on him as much as she could in the tiny cramped space. "I'm private investigator J

or even knew his name! John who was the first person that saw the dead man and was brought in for some questioning. He told the police what he knew but didn't give out any of the information concerning Jasmine or the unknown girl Laura. He wanted to keep that one to himself for his own personal benefits. Among the people with weeping eyes, Jasmine was present. She stared confusedly at Mr Rogers' grave. What really happened ? She thought to herself, she was shocked when the news was bought to her that Mr Rogers was killed silently in his own office by a strange man who appeared in the hotel that day...

“How do you know that?” “Benedict’s demons confirmed their presence while we were waiting for all of you at the dinner table. He had planned to wait until after the dinner to kill the maid, but things changed when your demons showed up. Their combined power is much greater than the two we have here in Rothslor,” Jane explained. “Look,” I opened my mouth to speak, and Jane grabbed my legs. I deemed it an attack until I saw how she was sobbing as she clung to me.

I watched as Smith asked Maynard with a grin. The two speaks much further about the van and how to return home but I wasn't listening anymore. Instead I have found my way back into the facility where I headed into the neat rooms. All of a sudden I was compelled to stop when I heard Lady Katherine's voice. " I have always been in search of who had murdered my son Jones. Who had taken his head and allowed his body to rot in a strange land. My desire was answered about many years now. Lycan murdered Jones and now I won't let him leave "

she said, watching as the new maid took him away. Then she moved quickly to her own room and changed quickly, into something comfortable but professional and returned to the living room. She settled onto the couch beside Nicole, his hand finding hers beneath the table, squeezing gently. "Thank you for coming," Marquez began, opening the file. "We've made significant progress in the investigation." Emily leaned forward. "Tell me everything." Marquez pulled out a photograph and slid it across the table. It showed a young woman, the maid who had committed suicide in custody, Jane. Her face was pale, her eyes hollow. But there was something else in the photograph. A man, his arm around her shoul

Once the police officer finished speaking, he handcuffed Sarah and took her away. “No. I didn’t murder her. Don’t accuse me. Save me, Grady. Save me…” Sarah’s hysterical voice disappeared at the door. Rodney was still in a daze. Sarah had something to do with Jennifer’s death? She often bewitched men she used to be with? She ruined a dead body? All those incidents sent a chill down his spine. What kind of a woman did he actually marry? Did it mean that what Freya said was true? The more Rodney thought about it, the more frightened he felt.

Officer Lewis asked directly, "Miss Sonnet, at the No. 17 villa in Landscape Garden, two people died ten days ago. Do you know about this?" Hearing this, Josie said softly, "Officer, I was just about to report this case to you." Officer Lewis frowned, "Report this case?" He didn’t think that she really wanted to report this case. Those two people have been dead for ten days, but she didn’t report it until now. Josie did not know what Officer Lewis was thinking. She spoke in a low voice and sounded a little afraid, "That night, I saw Snow Sonnet kill people!"